The car stopped in front of a five-star hotel in the city center. Looking at the busy streets around him, Mo Shouchen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not dragged to the suburbs. It seemed that Fang Shiteng had no intention of killing someone to vent his anger.

Mo Shouchen was taken to the door of a guest room on the sixth floor of the hotel. Old Yao knocked gently. After getting the permission of the person inside, he opened the door and walked into the room.

This is a suite. In the small living room, Fang Shiteng is sitting on the sofa drinking juice. He looks haggard and decadent. It seems that the murder that happened two days ago has brought him a lot of trouble.

At the other end of the living room, several people were sitting around on the floor playing poker. The thin man among them saw Lao Yao escorting Mo Shouchen into the room. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Not bad, I finally didn't give you anything this time."

I'm embarrassed."

Lao Yao laughed, and then began to talk happily about how he snatched Mo Shouchen back from Qian Zongtian's group. He said it was like Mr. Guan, who had passed five levels and killed six generals, not to mention how mysterious it was.

Already.

Fang Shiteng didn't seem to be very interested in these. He waved his hand and asked the thin man to take Lao Yao and the others out to have fun as a reward. Then he asked the remaining people to wait at the door. In the end, only

He and Mo Shouchen were alone.

After the others left, Fang Shiteng stood up from the sofa and stared directly at Mo Shouchen. Mo Shouchen's heart went crazy as he looked at him, thinking that this kid didn't have any special hobbies, right?

"Are you the one who threw the instant noodles from upstairs?" Fang Shiteng asked. This was the first official meeting between the two people.

"It was me. Actually, it was an accident. I just didn't hold it. I didn't mean to hit you with the instant noodles." Mo Shouchen explained.

Fang Shiteng put the juice cup in his hand on the coffee table, and then walked step by step in front of Mo Shouchen.

Just when Mo Shouchen was wary of the other party's sudden attack, Fang Shiteng grabbed his hand and said with a pleading look on his face: "Master, I was wrong. I was blind and could not see the mountains. Please be kind to me, Master. Please spare me a moment."

Take your life."

Mo Shouchen was completely confused now. He had thought about countless possibilities. Even if Fang Shiteng planned to throw him out of the window, he would not be surprised. However, he did not expect that Fang Shiteng would be so groveling and begging to him as he was now.

"Master, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Mo Shouchen shook off Fang Shiteng's hand. It was really disgusting to be touched like this by a grown man.

"Master, please stop pretending. I know you are a hidden expert." Fang Shiteng grabbed Mo Shouchen's hand shamelessly, "I haven't had a good day since I offended you. I was wrong.

, I was really wrong, you can make whatever conditions you want, as long as you let me go, I will agree to whatever you ask for."

"Just talk, can you please stop touching my hand?"

"Okay, I won't touch it, I won't touch it!" Fang Shiteng obediently let go of his hand.

"I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes, I have asked the hotel to prepare it a long time ago."

As he spoke, Fang Shiteng picked up the phone and dialed the front desk: "Bring over the dinner I ordered. Yes, it's the most expensive dinner set."

Soon, the service staff pushed the dining cart into the room, opened the lid, and found everything from lobsters to steaks. It was estimated that this meal could cover Mo Shouchen's tuition for one semester.

"Master, I specially prepared this for you. I don't know if it will suit your taste."

Fang Shiteng dismissed the waiter, then stood in front of the table with a bottle of wine and poured wine for Mo Shouchen respectfully, which made Mo Shouchen feel a little embarrassed.

"You don't have to stand, sit down and eat together."

"Okay, okay." Fang Shiteng obediently moved a stool and sat in front of the table, but he only picked up some side dishes, and he didn't touch any of the main dishes.

Mo Shouchen cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, and then said while chewing: "I really don't understand what you mean by master. If you have any questions, just tell me. For the sake of this meal, if you can help

If so, I will definitely help.”

"Master, I know I was wrong. You don't remember the faults of villains, so don't send that female ghost to torture me. I really can't stand it anymore." Fang Shiteng begged with a sad face.

"Female ghost? What kind of female ghost?"

Mo Shouchen originally thought that Fang Shiteng was talking about curses, but he didn't expect that he actually mentioned female ghosts. Mo Shouchen was a little confused. Doesn't curses only make people unlucky? What does it have to do with female ghosts?

"That's the female ghost who died in my office!"

With that said, Fang Shiteng told the whole story.

After Mo Shouchen smashed him with instant noodles, Fang Shiteng could only give up temporarily because the province suddenly came to the bar to conduct a fire inspection. However, when he was free, he still called the thin man and asked him to lead someone to teach him a lesson on the fourth floor.

The guy who threw the instant noodles.

The next day, Fang Shiteng finally completed the fire inspection and the bar could open normally. But just as he was about to call Slim Man to ask if he had been arrested, a call came from the police station, saying that Slim Man and Lao Yao had attacked the police.

Got caught.

Fang Shiteng was so angry at the time that he didn't expect that he would lose a lot of rice if he failed to catch the chicken, so he decided to let Fat Man and Lao Yao squat in the police station for two days before fishing them out, as punishment for their inefficiency in doing things.

Driving back to the bar, Fang Shiteng called and made an appointment with a young model, intending to calm down his anger for a while. After making contact, he got out of the car.

There was a restaurant not far from the Film Bar, and a chef was killing a chicken at the door. Unexpectedly, the strength of this big rooster was too great. As soon as it cut its neck, it started to struggle desperately, and it was directly cut from the chef's head.

He broke free from his hand and flew out.

Fang Shiteng was walking to the bar humming a little song, when this big rooster pounced on him, its wings flapped vigorously, and bright red blood spurted out from the wound on his neck, giving Fang Shiteng a bloody head.

Upon seeing this, the chef who was killing the chicken quickly ran over and tried to pull the chicken apart, but the two claws of the chicken were tightly clasped on Fang Shiteng's shoulders and he pulled hard twice. Not only did the chicken not pull apart, but the chicken was also pulled apart.

My shirt was torn.

After struggling for almost two or three minutes, the chef finally pulled the dying rooster away from Fang Shiteng's body. At this time, Fang Shiteng's shirt had been torn to tatters and was covered in bright red chicken blood from head to toe.

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

The chef looked at Fang Shiteng in fear, thinking that this time he would make a big basket.

Fang Shiteng wiped the chicken blood on his face, stepped up and kicked the chef to the ground: "I'm sorry, but I can buy the entire shabby restaurant of yours with this outfit. Can you afford to pay for it?"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it." The chef was so frightened that he cried.

Seeing a grown man sitting on the ground crying, Fang Shiteng didn't bother to argue with the chef anymore. He took off his valuable rag shirt, wiped his face and upper body, and threw it into the trash can nearby, and then

He returned to the bar.
Chapter completed!