Chapter 396

Chapter 396 - Battle

“What's wrong? “You're sighing.”

Over at Mu Sizheng's side, he sighed the moment he hung up the phone. His good bro glanced at him and asked.

“You should know that Big Bro is living at Sister-in-law's house right now!” The man sighed again.

“And then?” His brother rolled his eyes, ‘Can you talk big?'

“Exactly! When I called! When I heard that my big brother had been slapped twice by my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law also cried. Anyways, this is the case, I don't know what's going on. “

The man spoke incoherently, unable to explain the situation clearly.

“So what are you trying to say?”

Is it some kind of stimulus or something?

“Forget it, I'm not curious either. I heard someone went to mess up Brother Wu steel's situation.” He changed the topic and didn't want to continue talking about Mu Sizheng with the man.

The person in the room scratched his head in annoyance, but his gaze still didn't leave the car. However, he also complained, “That brat Xiao Yi suddenly went missing, who knows where he went.”

Meanwhile, at the car in the surveillance video, the man in the front passenger seat looked at Mo Ya, who was standing in front of the door, with a sad expression. He was unable to move away from Mo Ya for a long time.

At the entrance of the bar, a bunch of thugs were causing trouble, and the security couldn't stop them. Mo Ya, who was watching on the side, looked on coldly, as if he wasn't going to do anything, but it also seemed that he didn't put those thugs in his eyes at all.

The place where Mo Ya opened his shop was a place with poor security, so it was common for hooligans to look at him, especially when he wasn't from the local area. Many people thought he was easy to bully and made trouble for him.

It was probably because he was looking at them and also seemed to be looking at himself in the past. That was why Mo Ya did not act and just silently stood to the side and watched.

Because Mo Ya's background wasn't that good either, it was common for him to be beaten up or starved since he was young. Everyday, he could see people fighting to the death for a single mouthful of rice.

It was also because of this that he had been a hooligan for a period of time. Like these people, he had stirred up trouble everywhere, but it was just a bluff to keep himself warm.

“Brother Yi, do you need my help?”

Over at the car, Dong Shang, who was in the driver's seat, asked.

The man who was called Brother Yi didn't say anything. His gaze was tightly locked onto Mo Ya, revealing the pain he was feeling once again.