Mo Yu said honestly and unfairly: Of course this is the best!"

Mo Yan shook his head, obviously feeling a little dissatisfied with it, and said, "The existence of the black forces is like a stubborn psychia. If you want to eradicate it, you must treat both the symptoms and the root causes and completely eradicate the soil that breeds it! If you want to get it done once and for all, yes, but I can't help you, you can only find a way for yourself. Mo Yu, many things, whether I am or the old man, can only help you for a while, but I can't help you for a lifetime." "Tell you this way if you can be within your term..." The black forces and clan forces in Xicun Town were dismantled. I think, the old man's goal of honing you has been initially achieved. If you improve the economy, even if you use the high standards of the old man, you can get a full mark!"

He paused slightly and said, "In a simple sentence, the road is made by oneself, and the sky, the earth, and the ancestors are not considered a hero."

When Mo Yu heard this, he became stubborn and said, "Since that's the case, I don't need you to help me. I will do it myself first. If it really doesn't work, I'll ask you for help!"

Mo Yu had such an idea, whether it was out of anger or really wanted to make a sigh of relief, Mo Yan was happy to see it.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the sharpness of the sword comes from the sharpening.

Mo Yan has been through his boring practice life since he was a child, and his understanding of this sentence is far better than that of ordinary people.

Seeing that Mo Yu refused his help, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

It is said that the sharpness of a sword comes from sharpening, but after all, people are not swords. There is a relationship between voluntary and passive here. If Mo Yu was just passive, although it could have a certain effect, it would definitely be a world of difference instead of actively accepting the sharpening or even enjoying it.

"Okay, you can do it yourself first, I'll wait and see..."

Mo Yan raised his glass, touched Mo Yu for a while, and then drank it dry in one sip.

Put down the wine glass and wheat ears, and return to the Shuiyun Hall, but his face looked a little ugly.

Mo Yan frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Mai Sui said: "When I came back just now, someone kept following me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the Shuiyun Hall was pushed open. A drunk man broke in despite the waiter's obstacle.

"Sir, there are guests here, you can't come in."..." The waiter's face turned pale and he repeatedly dissuaded.

But the people who come here to consume are either rich or noble, and all the waiters can do is just to dissuade them with kind words, and dare not really take action to drag the uninvited guest out.

"Get out of here... The man in my heart pushed the waiter away, then stared at the wheat ear in a lustful way, but changed his face and said with a smile: "I am..."

Before he finished speaking, a bottle of wine appeared out of nowhere, and a "huh" sound flew towards him on the forehead!

The bottom of the bottle was quite thick and made a muffled sound, but even so, a hole was made on the man's forehead "...,

Mo Yan couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head and looked at Mo Yu in surprise... This kid, he took the lead before he could take action.

At this time, Mo Yan looked indifferent, looked at the guy with a bloody head, and said coldly: "Get out!"

The man seemed to be smashed to death, covering his forehead and looking disbelief...

I was beaten?

I was beaten up!

He stared at Mo Yu, his face full of disbelief and seemed to be unwilling to accept this fact!

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?" Mo Yu sneered, raised his hand and smashed another bottle of wine!

Fortunately, the waiter was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and took the man one step away.

Mai Sui had never seen such a cruel scene. She was so scared that she covered her mouth and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Mo Yan smiled and hugged her, comforted her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm there... Before coming, didn't you say you wanted to see the life of the playboy? Alas, have you seen it? That's it.

As he said that, he lifted the chair and placed it in a relatively safe place, and said, "Come on, come here, it's safest to watch the show here!"

With Mo Yan by his side, Mai Xu immediately calmed down and said, "Don't you advise Mo Yu?"

Mo Yan smiled and said, "Why should I advise him? This is considered to be a warning to him. He has the aura of a hero. An official should not be as scholarly as a scholar, but he cannot be without a hesitant at all. Otherwise, the official would be numb in front of him."

Mai Sui couldn't help but laugh and cry when she heard this... Is this the spirit of Ren Xia? It's obviously the spirit of a playboy!

Of course, she just thought that Mo Yu was her future brother-in-law, and she helped her stand out. So what if she was to help her relatives or not, she was a playboy?

At this time, the uninvited guest finally recovered and jumped into his feet and cursed: "Do you dare to hit me? Do you know who I am?"

When Mo Yu heard this, he threw away the ashtray in his hand, clapped his hands, and sneered: "Do you want to fight for your father? OK, I'll give you time to call you, I want to see what kind of father you can find! But remember, I'll leave you a point of great face. If you want to get back this face, you have to find a ministerial-level father to come out!"

While talking, the hotel security guard arrived, and the duty manager on the third floor hurriedly ran in and happened to hear Mo Yu's "crazy words"!

The man was also slightly stunned. He found a minister-level father to save me some face?

I'm fucking, who do you think you are, and you're not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue!

"Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue, give me some face and say something well!"

The duty manager obviously knew the man and was busy persuading him.

He shouted at the waiter beside him: "Why are you still standing there? Please come and bandage Mr. Xue's wounds."

Mr. Xue pushed him away and sneered: "What kind of bag is it? You can call me to call the police now..."

The duty manager whispered: "Mr. Xue, can you take a step back? This is someone else's private room, and you won't take any attention even if you call the police."

"Reason? I'm standing here and I'm just right!"

Mr. Xue sneered: "You are so fucking less, call me the police quickly..."

The duty manager was helpless and had to say, "Mr. Xue, if you insist on calling the police, I can only call Mr. Yue first..."

Mr. Yue, whom he mentioned, was the boss behind the hotel. The manager on duty knew that Mr. Xue was very famous, but insisted on standing on Mo Yu's side because he saw with his own eyes that the young man in Shuiyun Hall was accompanied by Mr. Yue into the Fuding Hotel. And when he spoke, he not only seemed extremely friendly and even a little humble. "The manager on duty knew in his heart that he could not afford to offend Mr. Xue, and Mr. Xue was obviously one level worse than his boss. Then, the young man who even his boss was polite, was obviously even more unprovoked!

With such a simple conversion relationship, this duty manager cannot calculate it.

Speaking of Mr. Yue, the boss behind Fuding Hotel, he is famous as a veteran playboy in Wanling City and even Q Province. He is nearly 60 years old this year. Although he has not gone to the official career, his father is a founding lieutenant general and his mother is also a famous writer decades ago. In popular words now, he is the real second generation of red!

"Don't use Mr. Yue to suppress me, and I'll give him a lot of face if I come here to eat!"

Mr. Xue covered his forehead and said angrily, but his confidence was a bit lacking.

In his opinion, Mo Yu's words just said just a crazy word, but Mr. Yue is a real old playboy. Although he does not go to the official career, his connections are surprisingly wide. Compared with him, his new generation playboy has a much worse foundation.

Of course, although he was a little afraid of Mr. Yue, he was not worried that this old playboy would stand on Mo Yu's side. The so-called helping his relatives or not is that he and Mr. Yue have some connections..."

"Do you have a great face?"

Just as Mr. Xue was clamoring to call the police, a man who seemed to be only fifty at most stood at the door.

As soon as he appeared, the manager on duty and the security guards immediately gave way.

"Xue Xiaodong, is your face greater than your father and your uncle?" The man looked at Xue Xianniu coldly.

Mr. Xue's face was stagnant and his arrogance immediately subsided, and he said aggrievedly: "Uncle Yue, I came here for dinner, but someone smashed my head with a wine bottle. You can't ignore this, right?"

At this time, Mo Yan, who was standing in the corner, saw Mr. Yue appearing and said to Mai Sui with a smile: "Did you see, old dandy, middle-aged dandy, and this little dandy who helped you stand out, let you see enough at one time!"

Mai Sui sighed and said, "I would have known that Mo Yu would have gone to your place for dinner. My pot of pork belly and horseshoe soup would also come in handy..."

After a slight pause, she said again: "Luckily, you are not a playboy, otherwise you wouldn't have to worry about me."

The two of them whispered, but Mr. Yue walked to Xue Xiaodong and said coldly: "Don't talk to me, apologize to others immediately!"

Xue Xiaodong was stunned and was about to speak, but he saw Mr. Yue's back to the guest in Shuiyun Hall quietly wink at himself and whispered: "I don't want to cause trouble for your father, I'll apologize to someone immediately."

Looking at the strong warning on Mr. Yue's face, Xue Xiaodong couldn't help but sniff in his heart!

He is a playboy, but not a fool, so he naturally understands what Mr. Yue said. In short, the young man who smashed his head would definitely not be able to provoke him. Not only could he not be able to provoke him, but he might even implicate his father!

Who is this young man?

Xue Xiaodong was stunned."

"Uncle Yue, I'll be exempted from apology. I've heard too much about this kind of apology, my ears are not dirty, so I told him to get out of here immediately. I don't want to see him again.

Mo Yu is worthy of being a playboy from Kyoto. He is familiar with this kind of scene and knows when to lose his domineering attitude and when to stop.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this way of ending is still domineering, with a strong disdain, and it is more lethal than the bottle that flew up just now...

...

This small farce ended with Xue Xiaodong's shameless departure.

On the surface, Xue Xiaodong didn’t seem to have any major damage except for losing all his face. However, no one except Mo Yan knew that after this guy walked out of the Fuding Hotel, the next stop was the hospital!

Mo Yan has never been a good person who repays his grudges with kindness. With his temperament, how could he sit down and watch the guy who dares to covet his girlfriend leave safely?

In the next month, Xue Xiaodong will undoubtedly spend the pain in the hospital bed. Even if the doctor of Chris appears, the clues cannot be seen. In a month, Xue Xiaodong's condition will gradually ease, but in the days to come, the root of fear of cold will be brought down, and a certain ability that men pay most attention to...

The evil people are beaten by the evil people, and Mo Yan is the biggest evil person in this world. Compared to him, Mo Yu, who seems to be extremely domineering, is actually just a little playboy!!!
Chapter completed!