Mu Hanyan and Mu Nan walked all the way. On the way, Mu Hanyan felt the eyes of passers-by, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Hey, does that fruit seller need to clean up his stall and run fast when he sees Miss Ben? Will Miss Ben snatch those fruits from you? And that biscuit seller, why don't you hold your pot and try again? Don't you feel hot when holding your pot
Mu Hanyan looked at the peddlers along the way and saw her panicked to avoid her, and kept complaining in her heart. Is it useful? Really, is this necessary? Hey, that's enough, that stinky tofu seller, you protect your stinky tofu so tightly, you don't even know how to eat that kind of thing if you give it to Miss Ben!
Mu Nan looked at the situation along the way, and then looked at Mu Hanyan's dark face, he really wanted to laugh. Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Anyway, if Big Brother Hanyan does any good deeds, others will think it's abnormal and won't believe it. Big Brother Hanyan did something that would have a bad influence, and it spread quickly, so let’s not talk about the rapid spread, the key is to spread more and more exaggeratedly.
"What are you laughing at? Believe it or not, I told you to pay back the money?" Mu Hanyan looked at Mu Nan's snickering expression, got angry, and used his trump card to bully Mu Nan.
Mu Nan's face collapsed, and he muttered, "I don't want to bully people like this."
"What's wrong with bullying you? I'm in a bad mood, so don't think about it." Mu Dawan sniffed air-conditioning from his nostrils, and squinted at Mu Nan.
Mu Nan winked, exaggeratedly drew two tear stains on his face with his fingers, and said in a crying tone: "Look, I'm crying two lasagna tears now, I'll be with you Not good, okay?"
The corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth twitched, and he muttered with hatred: "I don't believe that no one likes this young master."
She is really a flower that cannot bloom when it sees a flower, and everyone does not love her.
Could it be that no one likes young master Ben? After all, I am the eldest son of the City Lord's Mansion!
Mu Hanyan complained silently in her heart.
As soon as she finished complaining, she heard a loud voice calling her.
"Master Mu, please stay."
The voice is a bit whiny, but it sounds quite old.
Mu Hanyan followed the voice suspiciously, and saw a well-dressed, mid-mature woman leaning against the door to greet her.
kindness? Mu Hanyan blinked, then looked up at the door plaque on the woman's head, and then her face turned dark.
Baixianglou.
This is a very popular brothel in Black Rock City!
Oh, there are indeed people who welcome her, and there are indeed people who want to see her, but it's the procuress of the brothel!
"Hey, haha, someone likes you, young master." Mu Nan was overjoyed, hugging his belly and laughing. In the early morning, this old bustard is absolutely dead, doesn't he only start doing business at night, and he is greeting Brother Hanyan early in the morning. This is to say that big brother Hanyan is so messed up, he went to patronize their business in the morning.
"Grandpa, come up and play." Just as Mu Hanyan's face turned black, the window on the second floor opened, and a young woman who was also dressed up beautifully waved to Mu Hanyan. That voice was just so creepy.
"Master is not free today, let's talk about it another day." With a dark face, Mu Hanyan snorted and turned around angrily.
As soon as he turned around, he met a cold and handsome face.
Late at night? !
It's just that he feels black air all over his body now.
He, is he angry
why