[QT] Online Teaching of Beautiful White Lotus (Arc 6-11)

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"No, just go after drinking." Guo Zi didn't care. He had to make up for the three days of fear. "I don't care, I must go."

When they arrived at the bar, Mo Zhiyang sat alone in the corner, while Guo Zi danced on the dance floor and got carried away.

Mo Zhiyang was sitting in the corner. He didn't have any wine or fruit plate, and he was focused on his own happy beans. For an urbanite, he didn't know how to survive three days without a mobile phone!

"Hey, do you want a drink?"

A man in shabby clothes walked over. He looked very unpleasant with a sinister look and his hair was dyed in various colors.

"No." Mo Zhiyang turned his head and flatly refused.

Being rejected, the gangster was a little unhappy and put the wine on the table with a bang, "Do you know who I am? How dare you reject me!"

"I don't know, please leave me alone!" Mo Zhiyang stood up and wanted to leave.

That man had his eyes on him from the moment he came in. He looked at him for a long time and found that he had no companions before he dared to come over.

"I'm telling you, don't toast and you'll be fined." Seeing that he was about to leave, the gangster stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and threw him onto the leather seat.

The movement here attracted the attention of others. Guo Zi looked over and found that Ah Yang was being bullied. He was so frightened that he ran over, "What are you doing?"

"Guo Zi." Mo Zhiyang stretched out his hand towards him, wanting him to take him away.

Guozi reached out, but was knocked away by the man, "If he doesn't drink the wine today, none of you will be able to walk out, I said so!"

After looking at the wine glass, Mo Zhiyang glanced at Guo Zi awkwardly, took a deep breath, and stood up, "Can we leave if I drink?"

"Yes!" The gangster handed over the wine glass.

Mo Zhiyang took the wine, the dark brown liquid in it, took a deep breath, and then raised his head and drank in front of everyone.

Guo Zi looked distressed and pushed the man away to support him, "Ah Yang, are you okay?" Ayang never drank, so this time, it was really a bit difficult.

Seeing that his cheeks were red from drinking, he quickly reassured him, "Are you okay? Are you okay?"

"Cough cough cough~" After Mo Zhiyang drank it, he reluctantly swallowed, coughed a few times, and put the glass down, "Can we go?"

His voice was hoarse, his figure was in a trance, and he looked like he was too drunk.

If it hadn't been for knowing that the host's drinking capacity was enough to knock down ten tables, the system would have almost believed that he didn't know how to drink. It was so awesome that it touched the world.

Once you compromise, there will be a second time. The gangster decided that he was a soft persimmon, and stretched out his hand to block the person, "I've drunk enough, have another drink, and play with me."

"Hey, are you crazy!" Guo Zi stretched out his hand, pushed him away, and protected Mo Zhiyang behind him, "How shameless are you to ask Ah Yang to accompany you?"

In terms of appearance, it is indeed not good, which is also the pain point of this gangster. When he heard this, he couldn't help but picked up the wine glass on the ground and threw it to the ground.

Everyone shrank back in fright, and the music stopped.

"Damn it, do you believe it or not? Sh*t, I'm going to beat you two together!"The gangster was also angry. He snatched the beer bottle from the onlookers and smashed it to the corner of the table with a choking sound, leaving only the mouth of the bottle.

The gangster drank a little too much, emboldened himself, and pointed the mouth of the glass bottle at the two of them, "Why don't you stay and drink with me? I'll see if any of you can walk out, you idiots!"

The gangster threatened with his teeth and claws, and suddenly a man in a suit appeared from behind, picked up another beer bottle, and hit him on the head. The bottle did not break, and he fainted.

Damn, that's awesome! 

Mo Zhiyang was about to applaud, but he caught a glimpse of the figure near the door. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong.

His whole body went weak and he fell down on the leather chair, "Help...Help!"

Seeing the figure turning to leave, Mo Zhiyang pretended to be frightened and shouted, "Mr. Rong, help me!" I don't believe you can still leave.

There was extreme attachment and fear in the voice.

The figure was startled and stopped.