A very cold voice suddenly came, and those who shouted to continue the gambling game immediately became silent. Jin Xiangyu's body in her arms shook naturally, and her expression became terrified.

Lin Mo looked along the eyes of everyone and saw an old man in his early sixties, walking slowly down the stairs with a cigarette gun in his hand, sucking in from time to time, following behind him, the four great sword masters outside the door just now.

While going downstairs, the hunchbacked old man's sharp gaze kept looking at Lin Mo with a smile on his face, then looked at Han Qianyue, and finally stared at Xifeng Qiuyun and Xiaoying.

The gaze in the eyes of the hunchbacked old man was a little dim, but very quiet, as if telling everyone that he had experienced too much in his life and got too much, and it was difficult for anything to stir up the turmoil in his heart now.

When the hunchbacked old man got closer, Lin Mo found that although the hunchbacked old man had traces of time on his cheeks, his muscles were like a leopard.

Just as Lin Mo looked at the hunchbacked old man, Han Qianyue behind him lowered her body and whispered: "Sect Master Han, be careful that this old man has an extraordinary realm, and seems to be in the semi-saint realm."

Lin Mo nodded slightly.

As the hunchbacked old man approached step by step, Jin Xiangyu hurriedly left Lin Mo's arms with a look of horror, untied the snow quilt and cloak on his body, returned it to Lin Mo, and walked towards the hunchbacked old man.

Then he bent in front of the hunchbacked old man, as if he was admitting his mistake, but he didn't say anything. Lin Mo found that Jin Xiangyu's body was trembling. Obviously, Jin Xiangyu, as the proprietress, was very afraid of this hunchbacked old man.

The atmosphere became dull for a moment. Suddenly, the hunchbacked old man raised his hand and slapped Jin Xiangyu directly on the face, slapped her directly on the ground, leaving five bright red five-finger marks.

He let out a sip of cigarette lightly, and the hunchbacked old man looked at Jin Xiangyu with his calm eyes and said lightly: "Bitch, he actually hugged other men in front of me, and sooner or later he will ruin you."

The hunchbacked old man seemed to be declaring sovereignty and declaring Jin Xiangyu was his woman, but he didn't know how angry he was. He just told everyone that Jin Xiangyu was his thing.

Lin Mo smiled faintly, picked up the snow quilt cloak, walked to Jin Xiangyu, who was full of fear, and slowly helped her up, and then put the gentle snow quilt cloak on her.

Jin Xiangyu became even more scared and wanted to untidy the snow quilt and cloak, far away from Lin Mo, but Lin Mo suddenly tightened her shoulders, making Jin Xiangyu unable to move at all.

Lin Mo's action shocked the people present again. Isn't this person really afraid of death? He actually helped Jin Xiangyu up in front of the owner Qin Zhentian. This was simply looking for death.

Forced to push Jin Xiangyu back to the gambling table and sit down, hugged Jin Xiangyu, who was in panic, and looked at the hunchbacked old man, and asked lightly: "Old man, what do you call him?"

When he was held in Lin Mo's arms like that again, Jin Xiangyu was afraid at first, but then he found that a strong sense of security wrapped around him, as if as long as he snuggled in this man's arms, all the storms in the world could not disturb him.

Feeling the powerful little firefly of the hunchbacked old man, seeing Lin Mo holding Jin Xiangyu in his arms again, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Is this dead pervert deliberately forcing the old man to take action?

Lin Mo's words and provocative actions shocked those people again. No wonder I, a kid, dared to be so arrogant. It turned out that I didn't know who the owner of Qin Zhentian was. He was really fearless.

"Qin Zhentian, for the owner of Guixiang Tower, the man in your arms." Qin Zhentian smiled, and the wrinkles on his face that had been left over from the years also moved.

Although Qin Zhentian was laughing, there was no smile in his eyes and looked quite cunning.

"I am rich and idle, Lin Luan." Lin Mo immediately hugged Jin Xiangyu's hand tightly, and looked at Qin Zhentian's yellow robe embroidered with a golden dragon, and smiled and said, "The Master Qin is really like an emperor."

"Boy, you are new here. I might as well tell you that the owner of my house is the emperor." As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, a great swordsman behind Qin Zhentian spoke.

The great swordsman bowed to Qin Zhentian and looked at Lin Mo. The eyes that appeared in his eyes looked like a cruel beast staring at Lin Mo's bloody, delicious food.

The atmosphere of the entire Guixiang Building suddenly became tense, and a bloody storm was on the verge of explosion.

At this time, Lin Mo looked at the great sword master and laughed: "So, I am holding your queen. That young master is so lucky."

"Boy, you're looking for death." As the words fell, the great sword master with a beast-like look moved and was about to pounce on Lin Mo, wanting to kill him in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Qin Zhentian reached out to stop him, slowly walked to Lin Mo to sit down, and said slowly: "Young Master Lin Luan, are you here to trouble me, Qin today?"

To be honest, Lin Mo has seen many scenes like today, but the underground emperors of Yan, Yu, and even Liang were dealing with today. Today, he was dealing with the underground emperor of Daqian.

Perhaps a few years ago, Lin Mo was a little afraid of Qin Zhentian, but now Lin Mo is too clear about this kind of thing, and is very clear about what their words and deeds represent.

"Come on trouble? OK, that's all, that's all."

When he said this, Lin Mo held Jin Xiangyu with one hand, and the fingers of the other hand tapped the gambling table regularly several times. Then he pointed to the great swordsman, but his eyes were staring at Qin Zhentian's eyes intently.

"Qin Zhentian, as the owner of Guixiang Tower, can't you even control the people around you?" Lin Mo shook his head: "No, this is what you meant at all. You want to give me a warning."

When saying these words, Lin Mo's face was filled with a faint smile from beginning to end, and he was calm, which shocked those around him who looked good at the show.

Who is this kid? He is so calm and composed when facing the owner of Qin Zhentian.

At this moment, a strange color burst out in Xiaoying's eyes. She didn't expect that Lin Mo, a pervert who was afraid of his wife, would be so imposing in the face of Qin Zhentian under his own strength at a disadvantage.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Qin Zhentian suddenly smiled, waved his right hand gently, and signaled the great sword master to retreat.

The great swordsman saw Qin Zhentian's actions and immediately withdrew his bloodthirsty gaze like a beast, stood respectfully behind Qin Zhentian, expressionless and no longer spoke.

Qin Zhentian had a playful smile on his face and asked Lin Mo: "Okay, Mr. Lin Luan, I apologize to you. I wonder what is the matter with Mr. Lin Luan coming to my Guixiang Tower today?" As soon as Qin Zhentian said this, those who watched the show were stunned and did not believe their ears at all. The dignified Guixiang Tower owner actually apologized to a stinky brat who hugged the wife of the boss Jin Xiangyu. What is the situation?

Lin Mo said with a relaxed look on his face: "At first, I just heard that there is a Guixiang Building in Gantian City that is very fun and the girl is beautiful, so I wanted to come to this building to have a fun girl."

Speaking of this, Lin Mo deliberately paused for a moment, then showed a disappointed expression: "But, after coming, I realized that although these girls are beautiful, they are just a body, and only this beauty in my arms likes it."

"Did Mr. Lin Luan fall in love with this bitch? He insisted that this bitch sleep with you?" Qin Zhentian looked at Lin Mo with interest, his eyes were like a cheetah peeking at a small animal foraging on the grassland.

The atmosphere became tense again, and everyone looked at Lin Mo. They knew that with the next word from Lin Mo, this place might become Shura hell again.

Despite this, no one left. They wanted to see how this brave brat who came here today would die in Guixiang Tower and in the hands of the owner Qin Zhentian Tower.

Lin Mo suddenly smiled, gently lifted Jin Xiangyu's chin with his right hand, stroked her sexy red lips that were bitten due to tension with her thumb, and then looked at Qin Zhentian: "Master Qin, if you remember correctly, this Jin Xiangyu seems to be your woman. You are a bitch when you keep talking, right?"

He was held in his arms by a young man who was nearly ten years younger than him, and caressed him so gently that Jin Xiangyu, who should have been afraid, suddenly forgot about it, let go of his lip and bit his mind gradually relaxed.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Jin Xiangyu suddenly felt warm in her heart, and an inexplicable feeling surged from the bottom of her heart. It was a feeling I had never had before, but I couldn't tell the name of that feeling.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Qin Zhentian burst into laughter: "Hahaha-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Not only Qin Zhentian laughed, but even the well-dressed people watching laughed. They laughed at Lin Mo with no idea what they said. Lin Mo's words were extremely stupid and began to laugh at Lin Mo.

"Boy, looking at your wealthy family, you are not a man who has never seen women. They are just a toy, as long as they have money, women want as much as they want."

"That's right, boy, woman Ruyi, throw away this one and buy another one!"

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For a moment, such words came everywhere. Xiaoying and Han Qianyue, who were both women, were gritting their teeth. If they hadn't seen Lin Mo's play had not been finished, they would have exploded long ago and taught those gorgeously dressed people a lesson.

Jin Xiangyu in Lin Mo's arms had heard these words many times, and he also knew that Qin Zhentian had always regarded himself as a piece of clothing that could be discarded at any time.

Jin Xiangyu, who originally felt that she had become numb to these words, felt ashamed of shame and anger in her heart for no reason.

After those people were yelling enough, Lin Mo gently stroked Jin Xiangyu's forehead, nose tip, earlobe, and finally to his chin with his fingers. He smiled faintly at Qin Zhentian and said, "But Jin Xiangyu is different for you after all, isn't it?"
Chapter completed!