Si Nianbei rarely used his movements to rub the blood on his mouth. Although he looked at his unelegant movements, he was a little stunning when he did it, "I won't hand it over, unless I let me fall down first."

Those people also knew in their hearts that no matter how hard they beat them, they would not hurt Si Nianbei's body. After all, they were born with powerful people. If they were investigated at that time, they would be the ones who would suffer.

So the few people were in a state of anxiety, worried and angry, so they had to beat him hard.

Finally, he was beaten to the ground and carried him into the private room where Ji Yao and Mr. Zhang had talked about things.

When they were planning to escape with Ji Yao, Mo Tingqi and Mo Yanyu arrived like a god.

Mo Yanyu kicked the man who stretched out his hand and planned to extend his clutches to Ji Yao without hesitation. The strength of the special forces was not something that ordinary people could resist.

Especially in anger, he never restrained his strength at all. This kick almost wiped out the man's legs.

Although Mo Tingqi wanted to watch the fun, no matter what, this was something that happened in his bar. No matter how good he wanted to watch the fun, he would no longer feel good.

They simply joined the battle. Their skills were already good. In order to learn fighting, Mo Tingqi worked hard for 7 or 8 years, so he could tie the game with Mo Yanyu, a genuine special forces soldier.

It was equivalent to two Mo Yanyu taking action, kicking those people to the ground with just a few moves.

Mo Yanyu seemed to have the Arctic ice and snow hidden between his eyebrows and eyes, and the unconcealed hostility in his eyes, as if he wanted to shoot them.

There was almost no need to shoot, and they were already screaming in pain.

He was too lazy to see them, the group of people who were rolling on the ground, bent down gracefully, and naturally picked up Ji Yao lying on the ground.

He walked into the open box with big strides.

Why is it him again?

Si Nianbei seems to still remember Mo Yanyu.

But he could no longer move now and could only cover his injured belly tightly. He didn't know how many fists he had suffered. Anyway, his stomach hurts like a knife at this moment.

Cold sweat also emerged from his forehead.

He didn't want to pursue who they were now. He only knew that he was particularly glad that they arrived in time, otherwise Yaoyao might have been taken away by this group of people.

So, after Mo Yanyu picked Ji Yao up and walked in, and put Yaoyao on the sofa, he endured the pain and looked in the direction of Ji Yao without blinking.

Even in a coma, Ji Yao still kept calling these two words, "Yanyan."

Mo Yanyu's eyes became deeper and when he heard Ji Yao's subconscious whisper, the voice still gently sootheed her hair, "I'm here."

Mo Tingqi on the side was amazed at the sight, leaning against the door panel at the door of the box with his hands folded.

Mo Yanyu's eyes inadvertently swept to Ji Yao's red wrist, and it was a little purple, which made her look a little scary.

His face became colder and colder, "Catch all these people up for me."

Mo Tingqi asked him calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Mo Yanyu closed her eyebrows, her fingers covered Ji Yao's wrist. Compared to her fair face on her arms, her wrist was simply a bit scary, and her fingers gently rubbed on it.

His eyes were no longer calm and calm, as if a tornado-like storm was brewing, and he said expressionlessly, "Don't do anything, send them into the bureau!"

Mo Tingqi's narrow and long Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, "It's obvious that they are either the mastermind behind the scenes, or they are sent into the bureau, what's the point?"

"I don't need to make any sense, I just have to make them pay!"

He didn't even dare to think that if he hadn't happened to come to find her today, maybe something would have happened to Yaoyao.

Mo Tingqi curled his lips without surprise and nodded thoughtfully.

Thinking from the perspective of others, if it was Mo Xiaoqing who happened today, he would only be afraid that the few people outside would be cut off.

So, after thinking about it, he grabbed one with one hand and brought the few people in.

"Do you send it now? Or call someone to come!"

"Call someone here, but you don't need to be too careful about the specific matter."

Mo Tingqi curled his lips and gave him an expression I understand.

Obviously, Mo Yanyu planned to let them suffer for the rest of their lives in the game.

It's normal, it's not surprising to do such a thing at all. Any man would do it like this.

These people stood up again while the two of them were talking.

"Haha, you two little guys still want to send us to the bureau?"

"Did you see, this is the same. I just wanted a hero to save Mei, but we have already beaten this way. Do you still want to learn from him?"

A man pointed to Si Nianbei's face that was beaten with bruises and bloodshot on the corner of his mouth. It was indeed a bit embarrassed when he fell into other people's eyes, but he was not as embarrassed as he could not stand the sight.

After all, with such a face, no matter how hard you hit you, you still won’t be like those who don’t look very good-looking, and you will be like a pig’s head.

Moreover, after some blood on his face, there was a wild beauty, which was different from the cute feeling he felt in his usual days.

There was a fierce man, obviously the leader of this group of people, speaking very arrogantly, and said to them, "Damn, who are you? I tell you, heroes should also look at it before saving the beauty, and consider their own weight. Don't save the beauty at that time, but instead bring yourself in."

Send them into the bureau?

Stop kidding, okay?

Mo Tingqi curled his lips. He hadn't seen such an interesting thing in a long time!

"I tell you, if you know the truth, get out quickly. I can still make you beautiful now. If you don't leave quickly, then you really don't want to leave again."

In fact, the people who said this also knew very well that they could not beat it, so they could only speak harshly, hoping that they could leave with cognitive meaning.

Mo Yanyu sneered, "Although you want to let us go, I don't want to let you go."

It is said that blood debts are paid for. Even if they did not hurt Yaoyao, it is because they arrived in time. If they did not arrive, what would Yaoyao have encountered? He could hardly imagine.

"Men have a way to solve problems." Mo Yanyu closed her eyebrows, as if there was Arctic ice and snow hidden between her eyebrows and eyes, "Close the door."

Mo Tingqi immediately understood it, and it was rare to listen to him obediently and close the door.

He held his chest with his hands and stood aside.

He was too lazy to do such a thing that affected his image. Since Mo Yanyu wanted to breathe, let him do it happily!

He was too lazy to interfere. Besides, if he is a beautiful person like him, what if he accidentally hurts his face?

There are three things Mo Tingqi cares about most in his life.

One face! One money! One momo!

Mo Tingqi kicked the black shadow beside the kick, "Hey, are you okay?"

The reason why he said that ball was because he had already shrunk on the ground and was wearing black clothes, so he could only say that ball of black shadow!

Si Nianbei is an honest child, and he honestly replied to his words, "Ahem, I'm fine."

Mo Tingqi was not interested in his injuries, as long as he was not dead.

Those who can enter his bar, even if they are not, royal relatives, are also powerful families with backgrounds.

So if they have a short and long position here, it would be a bit tricky!

Although he is not involved, what he hates the most is trouble. If he can not use his brain, it is better not to use his brain...

Mo Yanyu glanced at them calmly and calmly, "I haven't taken action for a long time!"

Obviously, although he was a little skillful, he was the most ordinary, so he defeated them just now as soon as he and Mo Tingqi fought.

Those people also remembered that they had fought with them before, and their numbers did not take advantage of them at all, but were beaten by the other party without any way to fight back.

For a moment, I was hesitant.

He could only make harsh words again, "Boy, I said that I can let you go with mercy, but you don't want to accept it yourself. Then, if you have no weight on your brothers and men, and you can break your feet and legs, don't blame us!"

Even they themselves didn't believe this!

Mo Yanyu calmly rolled up her sleeves.

Like Ji Muhan, he also has a serious obsession with cleanliness, so if he says to others, his first reaction is to roll up his sleeves. He doesn't like other people's dirty blood, which stains him.

Especially the people in front of him, he felt very impatient just by just taking a look.

No one dared to believe it when he said it. Mo Yanyu, who had always been calm, had a bloodthirsty thought for the first time in his heart.

Suddenly, the private room became like a Shura field.

Originally, the superiority of several of them beating Si Nianbei before, but when they arrived at Mo Yanyu, they were simply unilaterally crushing them.

It was easy to play with them in the applause, but he was reluctant to put in heavy strength, but he would hit him wherever he hurt.

It seems that I wish I could make them hurt the longer the better.

It wouldn't be that they would fall down, and they would become a kind of target of archery. He would hit whatever he wanted!

They have to shout for the end, they are not qualified.

Mo Tingqi curled his lips. If he read it correctly, three of the five people had broken several ribs one after another. The scream just now could be heard.

Moreover, judging by Mo Xiaoyu's attitude, he still didn't mean to stop. Do you want to continue to torture them?

After watching the unilateral tyrannical abuse for nearly 20 minutes, Mo Tingqi was yawning all the time. These people were almost dying, and Mo Xiaoyu let them go with great help.

"I've called you very much!"

The implication is that they have been squatting in the bureau.
To be continued...