Chapter 174: Is Your Head Strong?

"Let's go in!"

Looking at Chunyang City in front of him, Mo Qingyun signaled to Chi Lian, got up and walked into Chunyang City. 【Full text reading】

After Chi Lian heard the words, he nodded in response, followed behind Mo Qingyun, and walked into Chunyang City.

Coming to Chunyang City again, at this moment, Mo Qingyun's heart unconsciously felt a little more.

After walking in Chunyang City for a while, a hotel called Wangxiang Tower caught Mo Qingyun's attention.

"Let's go in and sit down."

After seeing this, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and walked into Wangxianglou Hotel with his feet up.

Entering Wangxianglou Hotel, Mo Qingyun walked to the second floor when he saw that the hall was full.

On the second floor of Wangxiang Tower, Mo Qingyun and Chi Lian found a quiet place to sit down and ordered some food and drinks.

After a while, while Mo Qingyun and the others were waiting for the food and drinks to be served, an old man and a young girl came over.

The clothes of these two people are relatively simple. The old man holds an erhu in his hand, and the young girl holds a pipa in his arms.

"Master, can you order a song?"

After the two came to Mo Qingyun, the girl asked Mo Qingyun with a look of prayer on her face.

Knowing the intention of the two, Mo Qingyun was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he encountered things like 'ordering songs' in the tavern.

After pondering for a while, Mo Qingyun smiled lightly: "Then let's have one."

"Thank you sir!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the girl suddenly showed a happy expression and thanked Mo Qingyun.

Then, the two girls began to play and sing.

The girl's voice is good, and the song she sings is sweet and moving, like the sound of nature.

When the girl sang, the wine and dishes ordered by Mo Qingyun and the others were also brought up one after another. Seeing this, Mo Qingyun and the two started to get started.

While listening to the little song, Mo Qingyun suddenly realized that this kind of feeling seemed quite comfortable.

"It seems that when we eat in the future,

There should be a little tune. "Mo Qingyun smiled lightly and joked to Chi Lian.

"Ha ha!"

After Chi Lian heard the words, he responded with a smile: "If the young master likes it, the old slave can choose some singers for the young master in the future."

"Don't be so troublesome."

After Mo Qingyun heard the words, he waved his hand and said, "This kind of thing is the best feeling when it happens unexpectedly."

Seeing Mo Qingyun say this, Chi Lian nodded, indicating that he understood what Mo Qingyun meant, and did not continue to speak.

"Come over to me, the two of you, and our young master will also order a little song."

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun and the two were enjoying themselves, a rude remark interrupted their elegance.

The person who spoke was a sturdy middle-aged man on a table next to Mo Qingyun.

In front of the sturdy middle-aged man, sat a young man in luxurious clothes, looking at the girl with a wicked smile.

"Little beauty, this young master, I want to order a little lover, you can sing it to this young master right away."

The young man in Chinese clothing smiled evilly at the girl, then his eyes narrowed as he glanced at the girl.

Seeing the actions of the young man in Chinese clothing, the girl's pretty face turned pale, revealing a hint of panic.

She was all too familiar with the scene in front of her. If nothing else happened, the young man in Chinese clothes would definitely be plotting against her.

People like them who have no identities, who sell songs and seek life, are most afraid of this kind of playful young master.

If you are not careful, you will be played by such a scoundrel master, and you will end up losing your virginity and shameless.

When the two girls panicked, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly and looked at the young man in Huafu with some disgust.

The atmosphere was originally quite good, because the actions of the young man in Chinese clothes were instantly destroyed, which made him feel a little unhappy.

When Mo Qingyun was unhappy, the old man who played and sang peeked at him and said to the young man in Chinese clothing: "This... this young master, yes... I'm sorry! The little song this gentleman ordered hasn't been sung yet, we can't do it yet. Sing to you."

After the old man finished speaking, he peeked at Mo Qingyun's expression again, and then said to the young man in Chinese clothing: "When we finish singing this son, how about we sing it to you again?"

Hearing the old man's words, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly, looking at the old man with a colder look in his eyes.

The old man's answer didn't seem to be anything, but if he pondered carefully, he would find that he was causing misfortune.

The old man's move was to divert the attention of the youth in Chinese clothing to Mo Qingyun, and he was pulling hatred for Mo Qingyun.

If Mo Qingyun's strength is not strong, and he is provoked hatred at this moment, the next thing will definitely be a very troublesome thing.

The most important thing is that Mo Qingyun doesn't like being used like this, and he feels like being used as a gunman.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun's expression darkened slightly, and he said to the old man, "Go and sing to them and let her stay."

When Mo Qingyun spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at the girl beside him, meaning that the old man would sing to the young man in Chinese clothing himself, and just leave the girl behind.

"This……"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the old man's face suddenly became bitter, and he responded to Mo Qingyun: "This son, this is absolutely impossible, there is no such way of singing..."

"Really?" Mo Qingyun smiled playfully, and said lightly, "If that's the case, then continue to sing to me."

"This……"

Seeing Mo Qingyun let the two of them continue to sing, the old man suddenly looked bitter, not knowing how to answer, and looked at the young man in Chinese clothes.

His move was undoubtedly a sign to the youth in Huafu, not that I wouldn't sing for you, but that Mo Qingyun wouldn't let him, and he couldn't do anything about it.

Seeing this move of the old man, Mo Qingyun's face was a little ugly again, this old man is really too sophisticated.

All the time, not thinking about killing someone with a knife, Mo Qingyun has already raised a killing intent towards him at this moment.

At this time, when the old man was embarrassed, the young girl suddenly gathered up her courage and said to the young man in Chinese clothes: "My son, I can't sing the song you ordered, and if you want to listen to the song, Please wait until we finish singing this boy..."

"Xiaoya, shut up!"

Hearing the girl's words, the old man's expression suddenly changed, with a look of horror on his face, interrupting the girl's words.

Seeing the old man interrupting her, the young girl looked stubborn and said indignantly: "Grandpa, you have always taught me to be honest and have principles, how can you do this now, obviously..."

"you……"

Hearing the girl's words, the old man's face darkened immediately, interrupted the girl's words, and wanted to reprimand the girl.

"Humph!"

It's just that before the old man's words were spoken, Mo Qingyun's face sank, and he interrupted the old man with a cold snort, saying: "Old man, it is better to be a person with some principles. In addition, don't treat others as fools. If you want to use others as a shield, it is better to Think about it first, if you are found out, can you bear such revenge? For the sake of your granddaughter, I will save your life today."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the old man's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He knelt down to Mo Qingyun and thanked him, "Thank you so much for your kindness for not killing, I won't dare next time."

Seeing the old man's actions, Mo Qingyun rarely bothered with him, and smiled lightly at the girl: "Go ahead, don't pay attention to other people."

When Mo Qingyun spoke, he never looked at the young man in Chinese clothes, as if the young man in Chinese clothes did not exist.

Seeing Mo Qingyun ignoring him, the young man in Huafu immediately turned pale and said angrily, "Boy, you probably didn't understand the situation and wanted to grab something from this young master. Are you sure your head is strong?"

Hearing the words of this young man in Huafu, Mo Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the young man in Huafu and said coldly: "You talk to me like this, are you sure, is your head strong?"

"Yoah, it's really fresh today."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the young man in Huafu was stunned for a moment, followed by a disdainful smile, and said with an arrogant sneer: "Boy, are you from out of town? Do you know my identity? I'm Chunyang. Zhou Honghui, the young master of the Cheng Zhou family, do you know what happens when you offend me?"

"do not know!"

Knowing Zhou Honghui's identity, Mo Qingyun's smile became even wider, and he responded.