Ning Yuan didn't come back, his fist arrived first, and he smashed on Mo Qi's cheek with a punch, and Mo Qi slammed into his mouth, and Ning Yuan knocked down Mo Qi with a punch, jumped up, and grabbed Young Master Saturday, who was almost lying on the table, and beat him with a fist.
The little guy swarmed up with them, although they had no combat effectiveness, but fortunately, there were many people, and they played the tactics of being beaten by the crowd, squeezing one by one and squeezing up desperately, not asking for a beating, just for being beaten a few times, and it was best to have a wound on the face.
Mo Qi, Su Zilan and Young Master Saturday, Ning Yuan were squeezed in the middle of the crowd, only Ning Yuan was tall, and second, before being squeezed into a pot of winter solstice dumplings, he had already jumped up and freed up the upper half of his body, and at this time half of his body was above the crowd, one hand grabbed the collar of Young Master Saturday, and the other hand kept slapping him in the face, returning his hand from time to time, and slapping Mo Qi who was desperately tearing his clothes, but couldn't slap him.
Su Zilan's head flew, his shoes fell off, and he didn't know whose clothes he was pulling in his hand, so he desperately shouted not to fight, don't fight, his voice was dumb, how could anyone pay attention to him Mo Qi was dizzy by Ning Yuan's beating, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he saw that he was also wearing a red shirt at a glance, and he was desperately trying to pull Ning Yuan's Su Zilan away, but he bumped into it, his hand couldn't pick it up, he suddenly lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit Su Zilan's shoulder.
Su Zilan screamed in pain, and couldn't help but slap Mo Qi in the face, "You idiot, it's me who hurts me to death."
Mo Qi was already stunned by Ning Yuan, and was slapped by Su Zilan, and suddenly became so vigorous that he actually picked out two arms, now it's okay, Mo Qi, who has Venus in his eyes, picked up his two arms, no matter who is with whom, screaming, just turn the windmill and punch the king's eight punches, where it goes, except for not hitting Ning Yuan, everything else is almost all over.
Young Master Saturday, who was held in Ning Yuan's hands, could only cry when he was beaten at this time.
Mo Qi's eight fists were thrown on Su Zilan's head and neck one after another, and Su Zilan screamed miserably, and in a panic, he rushed to the table that was already in a mess, but the pot of fragrant pheasant soup was still fine, seeing that Su Zilan was about to plunge into the pot of soup, Ning Yuan picked up a plate of green vegetables and slapped it on Su Zilan's head, slapped Su Zilan away from the soup, and then slapped the pot of steaming chicken soup, picked up the roasted buttery and tender pheasant next to the pheasant soup, and smashed it on the face of the young master on Saturday.
The lobby was full of ghosts crying wolves, Wei Fengniang came in slowly, one foot in the threshold, one foot outside the threshold, leaning on the door frame of the Gospel Pavilion, holding her arms, looking at Ning Yuan who was trapped in the crowd and fighting with interest.
Shopkeeper Liu wasn't stupid, he didn't know how many times he circled around the adults who were in a ball, and while pulling desperately, he commanded the guys, "Pull it away, pull it away, don't fight, don't fight, don't fight."
"This doesn't work" Mrs.
Zhang, who rushed downstairs, pulled the shopkeeper Liu over, turned her head to look around, "I'm dizzy, what do you have to use to wash them away, what is there in the store, I remember that you often go to the river to net fish, do you have nets?"
"Yes, yes, yes" Shopkeeper Liu saw Mrs.
Zhang, as if he had a backbone all of a sudden, and nodded hurriedly.
"Go and bring the fishing nets, and then call someone who can cast the nets" Mrs.
Zhang commanded sharply, and the shopkeeper Liu agreed again and again, and ran to call someone in person.
Li Tong stood beside Mrs.
Zhang, stared at the chaotic and lively battlefield for a while, turned his head, and looked at Wei Fengniang, who was leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, with an interested face, and the long-term entourage who seemed to have not seen the brawl in the lobby, and calmly arranged the harness outside the gate, and did whatever he wanted.
Wei Fengniang looked at Li Tong sensitively, Li Tong retracted his gaze, pulled Mrs.
Zhang, and said in a low voice: "Auntie, don't worry, there will be nothing, you look outside, it looks measured." ” "Well, I can see that too."
Mrs.
Zhang replied in a low voice, "Proportion is proportion, but that is the seventh young master of the Mo family, breaking a little oilskin is a big deal, people are not afraid, we can't stand still, alas, look at it like this, it's not just about breaking oilskin." ” Mrs.
Zhang looked at Mo Qi, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes and was like a madman, and then looked at the young master Saturday, who had a mountain chicken bone in his hair, and his nosebleed wiped his face all over his face, and Su Zilan, who was dangling a long string of green vegetable leaves hanging from his hairpin.
Alas, this time, I really don't blame this guy, this bandit with a northern accent, who is the scourge of which family has to make a big trouble Shopkeeper Liu ran away quickly, and ran back quickly, carrying a bundle of fishing nets on his shoulders, "Mrs.
Mrs.
Fishing Nets are here, take them" "Yes, who will cast the net," Mrs.
Zhang nodded.
"I, I, the little one" The guy who followed closely behind the shopkeeper Liu hurriedly agreed, and Mrs.
Zhang pointed to Ning Yuan in the lobby and ordered, "Seeing that person is not, you must catch him, don't worry, take a breath, cast this net well, after the net is caught, everyone pull together, hard, pull quickly, don't be nervous when you put them all down, after this incident, your host will definitely reward you." ” "Yes, Mrs. rest assured, rest assured" The guy took a deep breath, took the net off the shoulder of the shopkeeper Liu, shook it carefully first, wrapped the net rope with one hand, and held the net with the other, took a deep breath, stomped his foot, and threw the net out.
Mama Wan looked for a clever little girl with fast legs and feet, and told him to hurry up to Baolin Temple to find money and the old lady reported the news.
Ning Hai grabbed the little guy, "Look at you, what happened, how did you run like this, look at you like this" "It's terrible, it's not our wife and girl, it's the seventh young master of the Mo Xiang family, who was beaten and was beaten, let go, Mrs. asked me to hurry up and find Mrs.
Qian to report the news, Ning Ye let go quickly" The little guy said quickly, before his voice fell, Ning Hai let go and pushed it, "Then you go quickly, be careful not to fall" "Young Master Mo Qi was beaten up," Second Master Wen was stunned.
"Who dares to beat the Seventh Young Master Mo" Li Xin was even more stunned, "Let's hurry up and take a look" "Ning Hai, you hurry up the mountain, go to find Lu Yan, and tell him that Young Master Mo Qi has a fight with someone, go and say quietly" Second Master Wen turned around and ordered Ning Hai, Ning Hai glanced at Li Xin, saw that he also nodded and signaled him to go quickly, agreed, turned around and ran up the mountain
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