Yue Ru held the table tightly with her hands in pain, biting her lips without making a sound.

Su Mo came down and saw this scene. When she passed by her, she turned her attention forward with just a glance.

Behind her was Yueru's embarrassing face staring at her back.

The prison at night is like a huge ferocious beast crawling at the foot of the mountain.

On the way were strong men patrolling with guns in groups of three or three. Li Qian politely led them to a house behind the dormitory. In the huge hall on the floor, a large table made of several small square tables was filled with delicious food, and the first one was a wooden dragon-tree chair.

The whole roasted chicken, milk, and some mashed potatoes were placed on the table and radiated an attractive aroma. Su Mo swallowed as soon as he entered the door.

"Our boss said that even if a distinguished guest is in charge, he will attend the seat."

Li Qian pulled open the chair at the bottom of the first seat and settled a few people into the seat.

"Are there only a few of us?" Su Mo looked around. The room was big but there were only a few of them.

"Others arrive later." Li Qian found a seat not far away and sat down, explaining with a smile.

Sure enough, several strong men came in outside the door one after another, and Haohu was the leader. As soon as he saw Lu Chen's fist, he clenched his fists, and his lips were pursed into a straight line, and the entire sunken left eye was trembling.

Su Mo looked at the terrifying look and she tugged Lu Chen lightly. The man leaned slightly to her ear and held her lips: "Who has a grudge against you?"

Her breath slapped Lu Chen's earlobe, and the man sat up straight unnaturally after losing his mind for a moment.

"should".

Su Mo nodded in understanding, and then she saw Lu Chen's neck flushing and curiously, "What's wrong with your neck?"

"..." His Adam's apple moved and said coldly: "You talk a lot?"

OK, she shut up. She used her hand to zip her lips and sat beside her and stopped talking.

Zhao Xiwen and Jianxiong sat opposite each other. She watched the two interact intimately, with expressionless expression on her face, and her hands placed on her legs under the table were deeply clasped into her thigh flesh.

Jianxiong patted her hand gently, Zhao Xiwen met his sad eyes, and suddenly loosened her hands. She raised her smile and said to him with her mouth, "I'm fine."

"General, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Haohu and his brothers found a seat opposite and sat down, staring at Lu Chen with bad intentions.

"Who?" The man raised his eyes casually, his jaw slightly raised, and his deep blue eyes were shining with a cold light.

"You are really... you forget the trouble of being a noble man." Haohu stood up from his seat, and the chair was shaken by his force and moved back a few points. He slapped the table with a palm, raised his hand and pointed at his ugly left eye, and squeezed out a few words from the gap of his teeth:

"Don't you remember this eye?"

Lu Chen tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his thin lips bent and sneered: "What? Come and find me to get the second one?"

The atmosphere in the space was tense instantly, and this was the scene when Mo Yan and his group came in.

Li Qian held his glasses and greeted them gently, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.

"You! I'll kill you!"

Regardless of the brothers' obstruction, Haohu, as a powerful genius, picked up the chair behind him and smashed it at Lu Chen with all his strength.

Mo Yan took a look at Su Mo's position from a distance, and the fire gathered in his hand and was about to help, but Chu Mengyao's arm was completely hugged.

Before Su Mo could react, he was pulled up by a big hand, and he was locked in his arms by Lu Chen. His nose hit the man's strong chest and tears almost burst out.

The man kicked the chair back with a round kick, and shot two ice blades from his fingertips and shot them quickly behind the chair.

Haohu smashed the chair with one punch, and the wood slag fell all over the table. Before he could react, two ice blades radiated with cold air broke through the air, stopped a few centimeters away from his eyes, and slung in the air.

The fatal danger made him dare not move.

Lu Chen seemed to have nothing happened, and pulled Su Mo, who was still in shock and sat down and patted the wooden slag on her head. She covered her nose and her eyes were red in pain. Her nose, isn't this man so hard everywhere?

"General of the land, show mercy."

The old sound came from the upper floor, and the "dongdong" sound of crutches hitting the ground was clearly heard.

Su Mo rubbed his nose and looked up. The man who was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, only one foot, cloth shoes, and the other trousers were empty. His hands, which were wrinkled like chicken feet, looked at his face. His face was deeply sunken, and his eyes seemed dim but actually had sharpness.

This middle-aged man who seems to be sick and has few days is the top leader of this prison.

"Divine Ferry, is this your way of hospitality?"

Lu Chen turned his head, and withdrew his superpowers, his eyes unable to see his emotions.

The ice blade hanging in front of Haohu's eyes lost control of his supernatural powers and fell from the air and inserted into the table. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Mo Yan was secretly shocked by the power of the ice blade.

"General of the Land, laugh." Old Shendu was holding a crutch and was supported by someone to sit down on the head. The food on the table had been ruined in a mess. He frowned and his sharp eyes shot towards Haohu, and a cold voice sounded:

"Thuzi, apologize"

"I'm right!" Haohu, who had just passed the threat of death, still had no desire to surrender. He stood there and stared at Lu Chen with a bad look.

Lao Shendu held a crutch and pointed at Li Qian. The latter received the order and stood up and walked to Haohu to persuade him. He had a standard, elegant and easy-going smile on his face: "Haohu, don't make the boss angry."

"You are just a dog next to the boss, don't bother me!"

Haohu, who was already confused, swung his arm and was about to hit him in the face. Jianxiong, who was approaching from somewhere, grabbed it and pressed it against the table.

"I dare to mess with me, Boss Lu, I'll kill you first."

Li Qian pulled out a knife with oil stains from the roasted chicken and wiped it on a tissue. The eyes behind the lenses were as gentle as water, but the words in his mouth made people frightened: "Dog?"

He lowered his body and murmured in Haohu's ear, and the knife in his hand was pressed against his big palm and wandered: "Is it a purchase or an apology?"

Haohu's cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the big hands pressing him behind him were unable to move. He finally surrendered and said, "I apologize."

The pressure behind him was relieved, and Li Qian moved his dagger away, smiling invisible to his eyes.

"General of the Land, I'll apologize to you." He lowered his head and unwilling to spell a few words from his mouth.

The man didn't even look at him, but just noticed the red nose of the girl beside him and said in confusion: "What's wrong with your nose?"

"..." Is this kind of serious atmosphere suitable for her?

Su Mo already felt all his eyes gathered on him and was immediately under pressure. She leaned close to him and whispered: "It's not your hit, you're still a little hard, don't you know how hard you are?"

She also glanced at his chest with some point.
Chapter completed!