The Gossip Bride Return !

"Mr. Yan?"

Shen Bei looked at the absent-minded in the hand of the fire in the hands of the Yan Mo Chen tentatively called.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Mo Chen then reacted and looked up at Shen Bei. If there was nothing wrong, you could go out. Shen Bei had no choice but to repeat what he had just said.

Yan Mochen has never made such a mistake. Let alone being distracted when listening to his report, he has never seen sneezing at work.

In this way, Shen Bei looks at Yan Mo Chen and frowns. A kind of uneasiness is quietly born in his heart. This kind of speech Mo Chen if caught loopholes, that can be a big trouble.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

After listening to Shen Bei's report, Yan Mo Chen saw that the man was still here and raised his eyebrows coldly. He didn't like to be seen by others when he was distracted.

"Mr. Yan, don't let anyone be your weakness."

"Get out."

Shen Bei's words make Yan Mo Chen more irritable and weak? The woman? Why is she! Lu Qingyan's face constantly appears in front of Yan Mo Chen, which makes Yan Mo Chen more irritable.

"Bang Dang."

The ashtray on the table was severely hit on the ground by Yan Mo Chen, and Yan Mo Chen just calmed down his inner annoyance. Don't want to face that woman, also don't want to face the warmth, after work, Yan Mo Chen drove alone to the bar.

"Double tequila."

The pungent liquor flowed through his throat and poured into his stomach. The burning sensation of his internal organs made Yan Mo Chen excited. He raised his hand to signal the bartender to continue adding wine.

Yan Mo Chen regarded the high-level liquor as boiled water, and poured it into his mouth one cup after another. Even though he had the reputation of holding on to a thousand cups, he couldn't bear such a fierce pouring. His head became a little dizzy, but his consciousness was still sober.

"Mr. Yan, are you?"

Mo Chen heard the voice of a woman. The voice was quite familiar with her voice. Chen Mo Chen looked up. A face that had been blackened by sunlight all the year round, and the smell of the pungent inferior perfume, all proved the identity of the person Wang kite.

"Why are you here?"

Yan Mo Chen does not have any good feelings for this woman. If nothing unexpected happens, warmth doesn't need the blood of this woman.

Wang Yuan works in a nearby convenience store. She just came home from work and saw Yan Mochen walk into the bar alone. When she moved in her heart, she followed Yan Mochen into the bar.

Although the working place is near here, Wang Yuan has never been into a bar. As soon as she enters the bar, she is shocked by the music of beating the heart drum in the bar.

There are too many people here. Wang Yuan, who lost the trace of Yan Mo Chen, took a long time to find him. Fortunately, Wang Yuan's beauty is not outstanding, which can only be described as the posture of a willow. In such a bar full of beautiful women, no one will be interested in her.

Wang Yuan has been observing Yan Mo Chen for a long time. How to say, her luck is really good. In such an environment, there are too many women paying attention to this beautiful looking man who is obviously coming to get drunk. If she had been placed in other places, Wang Yuan would have been discovered by Yan Mochen.

"Mr. Yan, you are a little drunk."

Wang Yuan rubbed her hands nervously. She glanced at the rows of wine glasses on the bar. When she thought that she would drink so much wine, she must be too drunk to look like. What's more, Yan Mo Chen drank quickly and quickly.

In that case, this is your chance. Wang Yuan thought like this, swallowing and drooping, he bent down to carry Yan Mo Chen from his seat. Yan Mo Chen looked at Wang Yuan and didn't know what this woman was thinking.

"Go away."

To blame, Wang Yuan had no self-knowledge and underestimated Yan Mo Chen's drinking capacity. What's more, she ran into Yan Mochen when he was in a bad mood.

Even if Mo Chen is really drunk, she thinks she can take him away from his people's territory? Ridiculous.

"Mr. Yan..."

Wang Yuan, who was pushed away by Yan Mochen, suddenly fell to the ground, which looked ridiculous. All of a sudden, people around him were quiet and looked at here. Wang Yuan's eyes were full of grievance tears.

Yan Mo Chen looked at Wang Yuan with disgust on his face. He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and threw them to the bartender. He stood up and was ready to leave. But there were people standing around watching the opera. How could they easily let go of such a good play?

"Hey, brother, I'm talking about how you want to go after drinking and beating a woman here."

Soon there were good people starting to yell.

"You see how poor the lady on the ground looks."

The deliberate emphasis made the people around him laugh. Yan Mo Chen looked at the speaker with a cold face. His cruel eyes startled the man. He took a step forward and looked straight at Yan Mo Chen.

"Why, do you still want to hit people?"

This seemed to stir up a nerve in Yan Mo Chen's brain. Before the man responded, he was severely punched on the bridge of his nose. In an instant, tears ran down his face, and the bridge of his nose was hit hard, which made him temporarily blind and felt like a star on his head."Well, you still beat people! Brothers, call me

The man calmed down and touched his nose. When he saw that his hands were full of crimson nosebleed, the man was furious. He called several friends who came to the bar with him, picked up the bottle and surrounded Yan Mo Chen.

At this time, Wang Yuan had already been frightened. He quickly got up from the ground and hid behind Yan Mochen, trembling. These people all looked like street thugs. I'm afraid it would not be easy for Mr. Yan to get into these people.

Without waiting for Wang Yuan to remind him, Yan Mo Chen shot out like a bullet out of the chamber. He punched the nearest man in the face. The man was knocked down by Yan Mochen and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground with two teeth in it.

"I'll fuck you."

One of the closest thugs to Yan Mo Chen made a rude remark. He lifted the beer bottle in his hand and threw it on him. Yan Mo Chen raised his arm conditionally.

The glass beer bottle was broken on Yan Mo Chen's arm. Yan Mo Chen's expensive suit was instantly wet by the pouring liquid, and his face and hair were not immune.

The fragments of the wine bottle sputtered, there was a piece of debris across Yan Mo Chen's cheek, leaving a shallow scar on his face, slowly oozing blood.

Wang Yuan, who had never seen this kind of scene, seemed to be frightened. In a moment, he squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands and screaming loudly.

"Ah

Because of the fighting here, the whole bar scene became chaotic, people rushed to the door, pushing and shoving, with men's fury and women's screams.

Yan Mo Chen raised his hand and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, and his eyes became more violent. He has not let out such a good vent for a long time. Today, even if it is your bad luck.

Chen's idea of hitting his head with his fist and ink is faster than that of the man who hit his head.

The man's whole face became distorted in an instant. Yan Mo Chen's fist made up a lot of wine in the man's stomach, and vomited the filth with wine gas on the ground. Yan Mochen frowned and made up for the man with some disgust.

"Damn it, let's go together!"

The small gangsters who surround Yan Mo Chen also react and rush forward. In the end, it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists. No matter how good Yan Mo Chen is, he will inevitably be hit by such a random attack.

During the scuffle, someone grabbed the chair and hit him on his back. He was so powerful that he broke all the chairs. Yan Mo Chen shakes his head, after all, he has drunk a lot of wine. His reaction is a little slow now. If not, how could someone hit him with a chair.

The thugs around him were very useful and ruthless. After all, Yan Mochen was Yan Mochen. Even if he was a little dizzy, he would not let these people subdue him.

Grasping a fist that hit him, Yan Mochen grabbed the man's arm and threw it away. The unfortunate man who was thrown out by Yan Mochen blocked many attacks for Yan Mochen.

When Hongmao received the news and arrived with his hands, the bar seemed to have been swept away by ghosts in the village. It was a general mess, even tragic.

The little gangsters around Yan Mo Chen were all injured. The man who was hit in the stomach by Yan Mo Chen was still lying on the ground, covering his stomach and groaning with a pale face.

As far as Mo Chen is concerned, there is no good place for him. At this time, Yan Mo Chen's head and body are full of wine stains and wine bottle fragments. His hair, which was meticulously combed, is hanging down wet. His suit has been cut several places by broken wine bottles.

When Hongmao saw the wound on Yan Mochen's face, his heart was thumping. After that, he might be exiled to Thailand tomorrow.

"What are you doing? Arrest all these people. "

As soon as Hongmao waved his hand, the men he brought brought brought down all the little thugs surrounding Yan Mo Chen to the ground. The man who started to pick up the trouble was still not satisfied, and he kept shouting:

"brother Chen, you can't do this to me. It's this man who started first. He beat women in your field. How can I not do it?"

Man put himself completely in the angle of justice, red hair gas only want to go up to give him two feet.

"Shut up

The man finally closed his mouth with such a roar of red hair. The red hair looked at him, and his face was so gloomy that he dropped out of the water.

"Speech, brother Yan."

He didn't get an answer from Yan Mo Chen, which made red hair sweat. If Yan Mo Chen roared at him, it probably meant that he had nothing to do, but such silence made him scared.

"Brother Yan, how do you deal with these people?"

At this time, even if some gangsters are stupid, we can see that they just hit a character they can't afford. They are scared to drag the feet of red hair's pants to beg for mercy. They are just a group of little gangsters, and they don't want to die.

"Forget it. Get out of here."

Yan Mo Chen finally spoke, this gentle command let red hair at ease a lot.