General, take it easy

Hao Qiong crossed Erlang's legs, bumped Liang Mo's shoulder, and smiled wickedly.

"Yo! Look at you like that, that little guy is deeply in your heart."

Liang Mo rolled his eyes, kicked Hao Qiong beside him, and said angrily, "Go, go, go, you're a single dog, you know nothing."

Hao Qiong had also practiced before, so he raised his leg to fight back.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them pulled out dozens of tricks.

The more Hao Qiong fought, the more frightened he became. Liang Mo's skill was very good before, but the two of them were brothers.

After this meeting, Liang Mo's skills improved by leaps and bounds, both in speed and strength.

And every time the two confronted each other, he felt a collision with a mysterious aura, which made his thigh ache.

After the two fought more than ten moves, the man waved his hands again and again and shouted: "No more fights, no more fights, did you worship some hermit master, your skills have improved!"

Liang Mo smiled smugly, patted the ashes of his trousers, and said stinkingly, "Just admit that you are a weak chicken and that's it. There are so many excuses."

Hao Qiong was so pissed off by Liang Mo's flattery, he rolled his eyes and smiled, took out a mobile phone from his arms, opened the photo album, and threw it into Liang Mo's arms.

"Oh! You are still here, but I got news. Yesterday, your little lover had a blind date with a beautiful woman. He is tall and leggy and has a prominent family background. He is a standard Bai Fumei. Tsk tsk tsk, I am really worried. You are getting old and old. When you get old, you won't be kicked by someone."

Listening to Hao Qiong talking too much, Liang Mo wished he could kick him away.

Looking down at the phone, Liang Mo's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

In the photo, Lan Yunze and a woman were sitting in a coffee shop facing each other.

Both of them were smiling, apparently enjoying themselves very much.

In the next few photos, the two were leaning closer together. Lan Yunze looked anxious, but he didn't push each other away. .

Seeing this, Liang Mo clenched his fists suddenly, showing the veins on the back of his hands.

The alarm clock suddenly remembered that Lan Yunze had said at the beginning that he was not as good as Long Yang.

He always took the initiative between the two of them, which made Liang Mo feel uneasy.

No, he must go to see that brat now and ask him clearly.

Ignoring Hao Qiong, Liang Mo stood up abruptly, clutching his phone, and strode away.

Hao Qiong stared dumbfounded at Liang Mo's departure. He vaguely felt that he seemed to have said something extraordinary.

Immediately recalling something, he shouted loudly in the direction Liang Mo left: "Damn, my cell phone, that's the latest fruit machine, and it cost me a lot of money."

This Liang Mo wouldn't just kill that woman right away!

At this moment, Liang Mo, burning with anger, went straight to the hotel where Lan Yunze was staying.

But on the road, he received a call from the slaughter, and he was limited to 10 minutes to return to the meeting point.

"Go to hell with you!"

Liang Mo ignored it, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, wishing he could fly.

Seeing that Liang Mo didn't respond, Tu Lu sent three messages in a row.

Finally threatened with electric shock if not on time.

Lan Yunze couldn't bear to send the Mu family's father and daughter away. On the way back to the city, he wanted to understand the cause and effect of the whole incident.

Lan Kangshun probably did this today.

There was anger in Lan Yunze's eyes, a man should be aboveboard.

It's really abominable that the other party used such despicable methods to plot against an innocent woman.

This account will have to be settled sooner or later.

The more Lan Yunze thought about it, the angrier he became. He drank a lot of tea in the coffee shop just now, and now the pressure on his bladder has increased sharply.