Under the dim street light, the black Lincoln parked quietly in the corner under the light.
"Master, do you need to follow me?" the driver Lao Zhang asked competently.
Yan Nuohan sat in the back seat, upright and stiff, his eyes as deep as black jade fixedly staring out the window.
"Go back to the villa." After a long time, he said calmly to the driver Lao Zhang in his low and pure voice.
"But, did the young master just let Miss Mo Mo go away like this?" the driver Lao Zhang asked with some confusion. Based on his observation, the young master definitely has a lot of affection for Miss Mo Mo.
"Let's go? Don't worry, she will be back soon." And she was begging him to let her come back.
Ye Momo, you seem to be living a very happy life. However, I, Yan Nuohan, have not approved of happiness, so how do you have the right to enjoy it.
The corners of his mouth suddenly raised in a perfect arc. He was as handsome and elegant as a prince walking out of a comic.
"Ye Momo, you can't escape."
----------------------------------------Ouyang Meng feels a little strange these days, because these days
When he sings, there are always people who make trouble for no apparent reason. For example, they boo, provoke, and some even obviously want to make trouble with him.
In order to keep this only job, he always gritted his teeth and endured it.
But today, when a scar-faced man wearing a black wallet smashed a wine bottle on his guitar, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. The angry Yan Nuohan picked up a stool and threw it at the man.
"You fucking think I'm easy to bully." The irrational Ouyang Meng smashed the stool on Scarface's head regardless of the consequences, and then kicked the man in the stomach again. He Ouyang Meng
He's a gangster, so he won't be merciful.
The bar instantly became chaotic, with shouts, heckles, and help tightly surrounding the two men in a small circle. Tables and chairs were overturned on the floor.
"Fight, good fight."
"Ouyang Meng, well done, beat him to death"
"Oh, I'm not strong enough. If you want to do this... it's up to me."
There was noisy laughter and the whole bar was in chaos.
At the moment when the man's head was bruised and bleeding, Ouyang Meng suddenly calmed down because he found that the man didn't fight back at all when he was beating him, but just kept holding his head as if he was a victim.
Many of the crowd were Ouyang Meng's fans, and they also helped Ouyang Meng beat the dying man on the ground.
No, if this continues, this man will probably die!!!
"How dare you hit someone from our 'Qinglian Gang'? I have memorized the scene just now. Just wait for our boss to deal with you." A man in a plaid shirt walked out of the crowd holding a camera, as if he had just arrived early.
He said meaningfully to the stunned Ouyang Meng as if he was prepared.
Everyone "booed" loudly.
Ouyang Meng stayed where he was and was completely stunned. He suddenly felt like he was being set up.
Ye Mo spent a lot of effort to push away the crowd.
"Ouyang Meng, what happened?" She rushed to the stunned Ouyang Meng. She had just changed clothes from the water, and her hair was still dripping.
"This... ah, blood, so much blood." Ye Mo found the man on the ground and grabbed Ouyang Meng in fear and screamed.
"Ouyang Meng, are you okay?" Ye Momo checked Ouyang Meng worriedly.
"I was plotted, I must have been plotted." Ouyang Meng suddenly said.
"What do you mean? Who plotted against you? What's going on." Ye Mo suddenly felt a headache.
Before Ye Momo could ask clearly, Ouyang Meng was grabbed by the hair and pinned to the ground by several gangsters who suddenly arrived.
"You, what are you doing?" Ye Momo had never seen this posture before. She anxiously stepped forward to protect Ouyang Meng, but was pushed away by the burly man.
"What are you doing? He's beating people from our 'Qinglian Gang'." The gangster smiled and pointed at the dying man on the ground.
Everything was so orderly and well-rehearsed.
"Momo, you go home first, it's okay. I know everyone on the road." At this moment, Ouyang Meng was held by two burly men and led away. He had no way to resist. He turned around with all his strength, but still let Ye Meng with a smile.
Rest assured silently.
"Don't worry, I'll be home soon, just wait for me."
"I don't want it." Mo Mo quickly followed and blocked the way, "You can't take him away."
She opened her slender arms like a child playing tricks.
"If you are wise, get away." The man kicked Mo Mo away, causing Mo Mo to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Ouyang Meng struggled desperately when he saw this, but he was outnumbered and was forcefully taken out.
The crowd of onlookers immediately burst into an uproar. No matter what, Ouyang Meng is the idol that these young people worship crazily.
"Okay, let's all disperse. If you don't want to die, please stop coming and join in the fun." Another man waved his hand to indicate to the onlookers what to do. After all, the 'Qinglian Gang' is also a famous gang in the underworld. Everyone knows
The words were still understood and dispersed.
"Please don't arrest him, don't..."
Momo chased her to the door of the bar. Without stopping, she tripped and fell on the stone stairs at the door of the bar. Holding her painful stomach, Momo could only watch helplessly as Ouyang Meng was roughly thrown into the ground by those strong men.
They were taken away in a white van.
For a moment, it suddenly felt like the sky was falling. Ouyang Meng was her god. How could she live without Ouyang Meng?
The night was as cold as water, and the night wind blew against her thin body, making her shiver with cold.
There was a lot of noise inside the bar, but outside it was as quiet as the night should be.
A sidewalk, two crossroads, dim street lights, dark landscape trees, without Ouyang Meng, all of this looks so strange and terrifying.
Ye Momo was still squatting at the door of the bar. She didn't know what she should do now.
Let’s go home? But she can’t ride a bicycle, and she doesn’t know the road either.
Go back to the bar? But without Ouyang Meng, she felt that chaotic place was so scary.
Just wait here for him to come back? But, will he come back?
He will, he said he would.
It was so cold. Ye Mo hugged her arms. It was really cold. What should she do now? Helplessness and fear made her tremble.
"You seem to be in a bad mood?" The man's smiling voice sounded above her head.
Ye Momo's whole body stiffened for a moment, and at that moment she suddenly felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat. The dark clouds in the sky were pressing heavily on her, maybe a storm was coming.
She slowly raised her head to look at him, her whole body trembling and her lips turning white. Just like a little rabbit facing a big bad wolf, she only felt that death was slowly approaching her.
The man in his eyes was still tall and burly, still wearing his usual dark suit, looking steady and elegant.
He put his hand casually in his bag, and his unique aura surrounded her again. Ye Mo just stared at the man blankly. It was almost impossible to escape. Now she was just waiting for this man to strangle her to death with his own hands.
At that moment, what is coming will still come no matter how much you hide...
The tall man leaned over and looked at the timid woman on the ground, with a cruel and charming smile on his handsome and cold face: "You are well, my toy." He smiled, and his black figure enveloped the petite her.
In an instant, Ye Momo fell into the abyss of darkness again.
Some people are destined to be tied together forever!!!