After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 715 Mo Qianli, You Really Forgot Your Identity
Mo Han frowned slightly, he shouldn't underestimate this wolfish ambition.

After the cough subsided, Mo Qianhan still smiled ferociously, "You want to get her back and join forces to deal with us, but I just won't let you do what you want, so I will kill her."

He almost squeezed the last sentence out between his teeth, full of murderous intent.

"You bastard!" With a flash of sharp eyes, Mo Han's right hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, blue veins emerged, and with a rattling sound, he suddenly raised his hand, and punched Mo Qianhan's face fiercely.

"Touch." Mo Qianhan's body was tilted by this fierce punch, and he hit the card table heavily, and then his body slid off the edge of the table. He swept the mahjong on the table to the ground and fell on him. , fell to the ground again, and finally became completely quiet, so quiet that only the heavy breathing of a few people could be heard.

Mo Qianli opened her eyes wide in disbelief, covered her mouth, forgot to react, and just stared blankly at her brother who was knocked to the ground.

Han hit my brother!
Han Luochu's slightly frowned eyebrows deepened a little, and he looked worriedly at the young master with a sullen face.

Are you all right, young master?
The two men who played mahjong together just now saw that the situation was not right, so they sneaked out to avoid disaster, how could they dare to meddle in such nosy business.

"Cough cough." Mo Qianhan's eyes flashed with gold stars, and it took him a while to regain consciousness. He coughed violently, his mouth was fishy, ​​he raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, the back of his hand was bright red, he opened his eyes wide suddenly, as if seeing a ghost, Grim and terrifying.

Blood!

How dare this bastard hit him!
He struggled to get up, shook his body, held the card table with his hands so as not to fall, just stood firm, clenched his fists, and rushed up roaring, "You fucking hit me."

He rushed up quickly, and smashed his iron-like fist at Mo Han with a fierce wind, causing his short hair to sway non-stop.

"Young master, be careful." Han Luochu couldn't help reminding him.

Mo Han narrowed his dangerous phoenix eyes slightly, and when his figure moved, he kicked Mo Qianhan's lower abdomen with his leg.

Before Mo Qianhan's fist touched him, his body suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the card table, knocking over a table of mahjong, and fell to the ground with bumps. He rolled on the ground It took a few laps before it stopped, twisting its body in pain, like an earthworm.

Mo Qianli was frightened, her face turned pale, and she rushed towards her brother who was lying on the ground, "Brother, brother, are you alright?"

"It hurts, it hurts!" Mo Qianhan's forehead was dripping with sweat, his whole face twisted in pain, he clutched his lower abdomen, and arched his body.

That kick almost broke his bones, that bastard, Mo Han, is so damn ruthless!

Mo Qianli panicked, and looked at Mo Han who was standing quietly at the side. His indifferent and noble aura seemed to be isolated from the world, and his body was spotless. It was impossible to imagine that he would kick his brother flying away.

Although she was full of fear for him, she couldn't let her brother let him go. She could only suppress her fear and asked tremblingly, "Han, how dare you hit my brother? Are you not afraid that my mother will sue my father, and my father will not let him go?" You?"

Mo Han's black eyes glowed with a cold light, and he looked down at Mo Qianli, whose body was trembling, sarcastically raised the corners of his lips, slightly lifted his thin lips, and floated out a deep and melodious voice, "Mo Qianli , have you really forgotten your identity, or do you think that if you change your surname, the blood of the Mo family will flow in your body?"

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