The Counterattack of the Charming Control Group [Quick Travel]

Yue Shanqing was eager to eliminate all the unstable factors around Zhan Ge, and when he saw his subordinates, he chose to tell his subordinates the content and importance of the task as soon as possible, urging them to find out a result as soon as possible.

That is, at this moment of leaving, when they met again, Yue Shanqing noticed the strange atmosphere between Zhan Ge and Jian Dong Li, and his eyes looked at the red marks on Zhan Ge's lips that were sucked out.

He didn't say anything, turned around and punched Jian Dongli in the eye socket, Jian Dongli reacted quickly, turned his head dangerously, but was still hit on the cheek by the fist, Yue Shanqing did not restrain his strength at all, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Jian Dongli's lips, and it was the teeth that scratched the inner wall of the mouth.

The photographer of the program group was annoyed that he had lost two guests in the square just now because there were too many people and missed the possible breaking point.

The number of barrages, which were sparse just now because there were no guests on camera, suddenly increased dramatically.

[Fighting?]

[Damn!

] [What's the reason?] The photographer is really useless, just a few guests can still be lost.

[I'm speechless, Yue Shanqing is manic, right? [

I don't know the cause and effect, I'm scolding people here

?] [Who does it first and who doesn't take care of it, is there any problem that can't be solved by communication?] [

Yue Shanqing was separated from them before, and he disappeared for a while.

[At this moment, we just met and there was a fight. [

Are you jealous of the world of Jian Dongli and his wife?]

[Ahhh

[

Find out who the junior is, Yue Shanqing's fans haven't recognized their status yet?

Yue Shanqing stared at Jian Dongli coldly, his eyes were surging with anger, and he said word by word, "You are dead."

"Hehe, I'll wait. Jian Dongli wiped the blood from his lips casually, and replied casually, Yue Shanqing was already one step late, one step late, one step late, he would not have another chance.

The two caught up with the footsteps of Zhan Ge, and tacitly did not say anything more, and the fist-to-flesh struggle just now was like an illusion of the audience.

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Goddess of Victory sailed out of port at night.

Because he was irritable and wanted to avoid people he didn't want to see, Zhan Ge came to the bar and sat in the corner of the bar.

The view from this position can take in most of the bar, and it can also hide from the sight of the crowd, so after two hours of quiet solitude, Zhan Ge unexpectedly saw Mu Zhi.

Whether it was an accident or not, Zhan Ge naturally knew in his heart, and he silently looked at Mu Zhi who was dressed as a waiter.

Mu Zhi held the wine plate, came to a booth, bent down and put the wine on the plate on the table one by one, the guest on the booth seemed to inadvertently knock over one of the glasses, Mu Zhi immediately apologized, and began to wipe the wine ruble.

However, the guest did not relent, and pulled Mu Zhi to ask for an explanation, obviously the drunkard did not mean to drink, Mu Zhi was crooked, he had no choice, he couldn't get out, so he could only drink the wine glass after glass at the request of the guest.

Soon, his figure shook a little, but the guests at that table became more lively, Mu Zhi shook his head and refused, but was suppressed by several people and forcibly poured wine.

The amber liquor couldn't swallow it, it flowed down from the corners of his lips, wetting the white shirt, faintly revealing the color of his skin, this scene was very delicious, Zhan Ge couldn't help but drink an extra glass, and the guests obviously felt the same, and refused to let him go, some whistled, and some made lewd gestures.

Mu Zhi violently pushed one of them away and took the opportunity to escape, but before he could run far, he was caught back, the guest pinched his chin and forced him to drink, and soon, Mu Zhi looked confused, obviously drunk, the guests glanced at him a few times, and a man smiled, helped Mu Zhi up, and dragged the person to the toilet.

Many people saw it, but no one stopped them, because the guests at the booth all had tattoos and looked fierce and difficult to mess with.

Zhan Ge shook his wine glass, and thought with some wickedness, what would happen if he didn't follow Mu Zhi's script?

After waiting for a moment, Zhan Ge got up and walked to the toilet.

In front of the toilet door, a sign reading "Under Maintenance" was placed, and Zhan Ge walked around and stepped into the toilet, walking through one compartment after another, and the sound of his hands hitting the partition became more and more obvious in the struggle.

The environmental management of the bar is not bad, and even the toilet does not smell, otherwise Zhan Ge is really not sure that he can continue to play here.

Zhan Ge kicked open the door of the last cubicle, and without much effort to drive away the guests, Mu Zhi's shirt had already been untied, obviously not very gentle, and there were buttons on the tiles that jumped open.

Mu Zhi's face was red, a large area of skin was exposed on his chest, and the muscle lines of his abdomen were faintly visible, he sat on the ground, his long legs were restrained and could not be straightened, Zhan Ge looked condescendingly, Mu Zhi reached out and grabbed his trouser legs.

"Please......

Zhan Ge didn't take anyone back, but found another room and threw Mu Zhi into the bathroom, no matter how clean the toilet looks, it's still a toilet, so let's wash it first.

Zhan Ge didn't adjust the water temperature, the cold and biting water poured Mu Zhi's face, and he barely sobered up.

Zhan Ge apologized, "Are you okay?" I saw you collapsed in the toilet at the bar...... I'll bring you back. The

warm water gradually filled the bathtub, and Mu Zhi showed a grateful look, "...... Thanks, you saved me again.

"It's nothing, since you're all right, then I'll go first.

Mu Zhi grabbed Zhan Ge's wrist, his eyes were pleading, his hair was wet and his eyelashes were wet, like a puppy soaked in the rain.

He seemed to be drunk and ruthless, watching Zhan Ge's tears fall, holding Zhan Ge's hand and sticking it to his cheek, "Don't go."

Zhan Ge was moved by compassion and said loosely, "Okay, then you take a bath first."

Mu Zhi only held Zhan Ge's hand as if he didn't understand, the two were stalemate for a moment, the water temperature gradually dropped, he sneezed, Zhan Ge sighed, resigned himself to help him change the water, and rinsed it briefly, Mu Zhi's body temperature seemed to have risen, and Zhan Ge scooped the person out of the bathtub.

His white shirt had become translucent, clinging to his skin, with obvious texture lines, and the mermaid line at the tight waist was hidden at the edge of his pants.

That's right, Zhan Ge didn't take off his clothes either, can't he take a bath when he wears clothes?

Mu Zhi, a drunk, couldn't refute it, and in the end, under the command of Zhan Ge, he was forced to take off his clothes semi-automatically and wrap himself in a bathrobe.

Zhan Ge also had to admire his acting skills and psychological quality, until now, Mu Zhi's drunkenness was still very well acted.