The loss of the old man is a blessing, which is a blessing in disguise for the Old Zhou family. Mu Zilong and Ai Suan's words made Lao Zhou, who had been lost all of a sudden, suddenly ignited his longing for life again. Sang Biao's night market street is full of variety, and the competition is indeed quite fierce. If Lao Zhou and his family are there, it is probably not as pleasant as here, but it is definitely much better than before, and the most important thing is safety.

In this way, Old Zhou Ben looked like a cancer patient who was about to die. Suddenly, he was sick. His whole face was full of grips with smiles. His son also tried hard to call Brother Long, and his sister-in-law said he wanted to toast, and said that his father had met a noble man. He laughed happily. He liked that kind of scene very much, but because his sister-in-law was pregnant, he just wanted to use tea instead of wine.

This midnight snack storm passed like this. No one expected that this would happen after eating. Everything was like a bloody drama. Fortunately, the two of them finally made a big finale for Lao Zhou and his family. This sister-in-law was pregnant and said she would not help anything, right?

When I returned to the venue, it was not yet 12 o'clock. I guess I and Mu Zilong went back separately. Mu Zilong had been shocked in the bar recently. In addition, the opposite side seemed to be lurking in the abyss and staring at him. To be honest, after the midnight snack storm, Mu Zilong was even more afraid of him. With the identity of Emperor Nan, it would probably not be that simple for him to stay with Master Jin. If he was just a Master Jin, he would be more at ease.

After standing at the door for a while, Mu Zilong did not rush in. Instead, he lit a cigarette and watched the situation opposite. In terms of traffic, he would not lose to him. Hong Sheng's strength was not comparable to these solitary tourists. Even if he was trying to win over some inequality small forces to compete with him for the status of Causeway Bay, the winning rate would be small unless he had any weapons he could not see.

I couldn't figure it out all the way. In addition to the troubles in the lurking of Master Jin, Mu Zilong also had to prepare for the matter with Uncle Kun. It was a double attack. Even if there was no storm at all, it would probably not be so easy if I really started.

"Is there a lot of people in the opposite family at night?" Mu Zilong asked the younger brother who was parking.

"It's not a lot, but there are also many people coming to visit, but of course it's far worse than us." The younger brother said honestly.

"Look at them carefully, there may be plans on the other side that are not conducive to ours recently."

"Is that true?" The younger brother was very disappointed when he heard this and thought he had started to do it.

"So this clue to detecting the enemy before the war is very important......" Mu Zilong suddenly passed by lightning in his mind, just like Conan, clue! He thought to himself that Master Jin was looking for his weakness? The purpose of opening the game opposite him was to observe himself better? Then find an opportunity to grab his tail and defeat it in one fell swoop? Now he secretly wins over the forces Mu Zilong cannot ignore it. Since he knows that he is going to be unfavorable to him, it is natural that he will not do anything. It seems that he has to join forces with Awei to sweep Jin's battle.

When Mu Zilong thought of this, he felt that Master Jin was unlucky enough to meet him. Who said he had a policeman as his backer? This is reality. Since that's the case, he doesn't have to focus on Master Jin. His impression of him is just sinister, but no matter how sinister it is, he can't do anything to him.

The bar with a surging sound was like a rainbow, and it was like this every night. Mu Zilong sat in the old place and tasted bourbon, that is, whiskey. A few sips of alcohol were still good for the body. Moreover, Mu Zilong had a congenital advantage, so he had tasted both foreign wine and local wine in the venue, but after playing, it was like that. The taster Mu Zilong believed that he did not have that talent.

It seemed that there was no big problem with Erfeng, Achao and Erzhuzi. The main reason was that Mu Zilong was a little afraid of the man and woman on the opposite side. I thought that when this day passed again, Mu Zilong's stomach suddenly rolled up and rushed straight towards his chrysanthemum like a flood.

Without saying a word, it wasn't his turn to think for a moment. Mu Zilong rushed into the bathroom, regardless of whether he was hitting someone or saying hello to him, as if he had killed someone and ran away. Fortunately, this beautiful person would never have bad luck. With the popularity of Mu Zilong's bar, in order to completely defeat the miscellaneous people on the other side, he even invited a more famous hip-hop singer to warm up the scene in the past two days. Didn't it be said that in order to open up the hip-hop market in China recently? Therefore, according to the trend of society, the bar must keep up with the rhythm. Mu Zilong even thought about holding a competition, rapping on the spot, setting up bonuses, and attracting contestants. Anyway, it is one purpose to suppress Jin Ye's bar opposite.

Suddenly he pulled away. He just said that Mu Zilong's belly was broken. He was afraid that he would be unlucky if he didn't go to the bathroom without a private room. So he said that good-looking people would never be bad. It happened that after one person had just used the private room, Mu Zilong flew in as soon as the door was opened. It was almost the same speed. He vomited in the pit. Mu Zilong gritted his teeth in hatred, and could only bear to take off his pants and squat down. In just one second, the wild beasts in his anus were like a storm slamming the shore, and it poured out with a rush. At that moment, Mu Zilong felt extremely comfortable. He took out his cell phone and subconsciously called him.

"I have diarrhea, are you okay?"

Ah, I happened to be visiting the Hell on Earth to go to the bath center, but now I happened to be at the door. "What? I'm fine, I'm going to go to the bath center."

"Damn, I suspect Lao Zhou's seafood is not fresh."

"Come on, I'm fine. What's fresh or not. Do they dare not be fresh on the first day? Don't you say that no matter how fresh the things are, you can eat them. If you don't look at how many oysters I ate, I felt this way at that time."

"Seldom pretend to be fortune teller."

"Wait! I have a phone call."

"Then I'm dead, it's okay anyway."

"Okay, then you keep pulling it, but you shouldn't be able to go to Hongsheng Conference tomorrow for some reason. I can't stand it alone."

"Fuck, why are things always so tight......" Mu Zilong hung up the phone. Since it's okay, I can only blame myself for being greedy. I can't eat these oysters... Mu Zilong thought that there were definitely no less than 50, one bite at a time. Maybe it was because his whole body was pressed aside in the morning and his appetite was wide open. The toxins came out and he had a special desire for energy.

But just two minutes after putting down the phone, Mu Zilong was wiping his butt, and the phone thought about it again. Fortunately, Mu Zilong's hand was firmly not falling into the pit, otherwise he would have to pay: "What are you doing!"
Chapter completed!