Mo Wuxie walked into the private room and saw some old acquaintances after crossing the screen.
There was a red carpet on the open floor of the huge room. Two men were lying like dead pigs, and another man was sitting on a chair, looking at the women lying on the carpet with a flushed face.
When the man saw someone coming in, he saw that it was Mo Wuxie, and a strong hostility flashed in his eyes. "Hey, isn't this Young Master Mo? I heard that you were missing for a day. Did you go to the mountains to study the art of immortality?"
Mo Wuxie is a master of medicine. He could tell at a glance that Zhao must have used special medicine just now, otherwise his face would not be so red. Thinking about it, they already knew what they had just done without saying anything.
He did not despise them, because he was so ridiculous before. As for now, as a man, looking at this hot scene, his heart suddenly beat faster, and an evil fire burned.
However, he was once Chinese and was nourished by five thousand years of culture. Although he had this evil fire in his heart, it was perfectly suppressed.
"It seems that you are still so incompetent, especially Zhao Gang. You even use drugs. You really ruined our reputation as a playboy!" Mo Wuxie shook his head with complete disdain in his eyes.
In fact, Mo Wuxie was very satisfied with his abilities in that area. Apart from being a useless martial arts body, this body could excel in other aspects, especially the male aspects, which made him even more satisfied. If the positions were exchanged, Zhao Gang would be replaced.
If it were him, his face wouldn't change at all now, and there would be no problem if he came back for another half hour. Taking medicine? He didn't disdain such behavior at all.
Situ Zhe finally regained his strength and slapped the woman on the buttocks, making a crisp sound, and the woman let out a sweet cry at the same time.
"Damn it, get out of here!" Situ Zhe stood up naked without any hesitation. He was still very proud of defeating Zhao Ming, but when Mo Wuxie came, he
It made him feel inferior. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to face the reality. As a man, he was indeed inferior to Mo Wuxie. Last time, Mo Wuxie performed in front of them in order to kill their prestige.
, a battle lasts for an hour without changing his expression. And if he is lucky, he can last for a quarter of an hour at most, let alone the Zhao brothers.
At this time, being looked down upon by Mo Wuxie, the three of them seemed to stand up one after another.
Brothers Zhao Gang and Zhao Ming looked at Situ Zhe at the same time. It was not difficult to see that Situ Zhe was their boss.
Situ Zhe's face was uncertain, and he suddenly turned to Zhuo Da, smiling slightly but not smiling at all, and said: "Fat man, you have also found someone, so come out of the way!"
Mo Wuxie knew that something must be wrong with this guy, and now he was even more sure that Fatty must have suffered a loss from them. Usually, Fatty would only come to him when he couldn't solve the problem. It seemed that Fatty had caused quite a lot of trouble.
With Mo Wuxie supporting the fat man, the fat man sat down on the stool.
The poor stool was completely invisible as he sat down, and all he could see was a pile of flesh drooping down, which was very funny.
The fat man was full of confidence. He slapped the table and said: "It's very simple. I want to gamble with you again. If I lose, I will hang myself here immediately. If you lose, not only will you return my things, but you will also compensate me a thousand
Two pieces of silver!"
Situ Zhe looked at him with a half-smile and said, "You want to win back your wife? That's just a dream. But even if you hang yourself, the son of the finance minister hangs himself, the consequences will be quite serious. Well, if you lose again
, you have to lose your little sister to me too!"
From their conversation, Mo Wuxie felt that it was ridiculous. It turned out that he was so anxious to find me just because he lost his wife. Thinking of his fiancée, Mo Wuxie sighed again, it was really a flower stuck in cow dung.
Yes! His fiancée is the daughter of a wealthy businessman. She is a beautiful woman who can be said to be the most beautiful woman in the country. But I don’t know why such a beautiful girl falls in love with him, and she has to marry him. Now I lose.
Wife, if the finance minister finds out, he will definitely skin off his fat body alive. This is why the fat man is afraid!
He sighed again. As long as this guy talks about gambling, he will forget who his father is. It is reasonable for him to lose his wife!
The fat man was so mysterious and anxious to drag Mo Wuxie over, but he didn't tell Mo Wuxie about losing his wife. It seemed that he also knew that it was a scandal and it was hard to talk about it, and he didn't want more people to know about it, so he hid it.
Mo Wuxie was looking at it, but what he didn't expect was that Situ Zhe actually said it.
The fat man slapped the table and stood up, shouting: "Damn it, you three bastards, you are such bastards for not telling us what you said!"
Zhang Gang laughed loudly and said indifferently: "Maybe you don't know it yet? There is probably no one inside and outside the imperial capital who doesn't know about this, right?"
The fat man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, his fat body was shaking constantly, his eyes were red, he was pointing at Zhao Gang and was speechless.
Situ Zhe sat opposite the fat man, drank a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Fat man, don't get excited. We are all playboys. To put it bluntly, we are all bad guys. I also thank you for your compliment. Then do you still want to bet?
"
A fat man gambles extravagantly, and his gambling skills are also very poor.
Once he loses the bet, he will lose all reason and immediately yell: "Damn it, I'm done with you, bet!"
Mo Wuxie was no longer the Mo Wuxie before. He wanted to stop the fat man now but was too slow. He spoke quickly without fear.
"Damn you, fat man, you lost your wife and you still flirted with your sister. If the old man knew, I don't think you would have to go home. Your death would be ugly!" Mo Wuxie shook his head and said.
What he said was like someone pouring a bucket of cold water on his head. He was trembling all over and begged: "Boss, you have to save me. Brother, I leave my life to you this time. If this time
If I lose, I won’t be able to live in this world anymore!”
Mo Wuxie thought of the innocent, lovely, beautiful and delicate Zhuo Qing, and the girl who followed him every day and said she wanted to marry Wuxie's brother when she grew up, and her heart moved inexplicably. It seemed that she must win this time.
However, when he looked at the three people opposite him carefully, he seemed to have some insights. These three people had premeditated it. They seemed to be sure to defeat the fat man and themselves, otherwise they would not be so confident. In other words,
In the past, these three guys would be scared when they saw me!
"Tell me, how to bet?" Mo Wuxie pushed the fat man away and sat at the table, looking at Situ Zhe playfully.