Jiao Yang looked in the direction she indicated and saw two girls drinking at the bar. One of them was facing his direction. She was pretty good-looking. However, with his fiery eyes and golden eyes, he could tell at a glance.
The girl had plastic surgery.
"Having had plastic surgery."
"What about that one?"
Mo Bei held his shoulders and raised his chin diagonally.
Jiao Yang moved his gaze, only glanced at it and then looked away, "That one is a transsexual, I'm not interested."
"This must be original, right?" Mo Bei pointed to another girl.
"Pretend to be noble and show off."
"that……"
"That one is out to find prey. I'm not interested in buses."
…
"Hey, I'm here to save you, can you stop being so picky!" After a few times, Mo Bei couldn't help but curl his lips, "Don't compare them with your goddess, otherwise, they will definitely not look at each other.
It's pleasing to the eye, let me tell you Jiao Yang, if you want to forget Luo Xiaoqian, you must start a new relationship again, even if it is a rotten love affair."
Jiao Yang shrugged, he had had enough of that kind of life.
"I think it's good how I am now!"
Just as Mo Bei was about to say something, one of her companions pushed a boy in front of her away.
"What are you doing, where are you touching?!"
"I just touched you. What's wrong? Isn't it just for letting people touch you if you wear so little?!"
The boy stood up, and several companions immediately came to his side.
Not to be outdone, several of Mo Bei's little sisters also moved closer to the girl. Seeing a boy reaching out to touch his companion, Mo Bei rushed over and pushed him away, "What are you doing?!"
"Oh, I didn't expect such a top quality product to be found here." The boy looked her up and down, "How much does it cost per night? I'll cover it for you for a month!"
Mo Bei smiled and raised his fingers at him, "Come here and I'll tell you!"
The boy believed it and immediately turned to her.
Snapped!
Mo Bei raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face.
The boy's face changed instantly, and he reached out to grab her.
A hand with slender joints grabbed Mo Bei's wrist before he touched it.
The palm seemed weak, but the boy felt that his wrist was about to be scratched to pieces. He frowned in pain, "You...you know who I am, please let me go quickly!"
"I don't care who you are!"
Mo Bei raised his foot and kicked the boy unceremoniously between his legs.
The boy immediately shrank up, and with a push from Jiao Yang, he fell onto the dance floor.
Several of the boy's companions refused to give up and immediately rushed towards Jiao Yang.
"Call the police!"
Jiao Yang shouted loudly and rushed towards several people. Although there were many people on the other side, he was a man and could not let the girl get beaten.
"Damn, I really thought the sisters were afraid of you..." Mo Bei's little sister, who was wearing smoky make-up, dragged a baseball bat over from nowhere and was holding one from the counter.
wine bottle.
"Give me!"
Mo Bei snatched the bottle away, rushed forward, and hit the guy who wanted to use the chair to hit Jiao Yang with a bottle on his head.
Bang!
The wine bottle bloomed directly at the boy. The boy fell to the ground and pointed the broken stubble of the wine bottle at the boy's crotch. Mo Bei's face was cold, "Let them stop, otherwise you will never think about it again in this life."
