Chapter 188 Who the hell are you?
Soon, the two went out.
Han Xi did not drive his usual Maybach tonight, but went back to the garage and drove a gray Lamborghini Urus.
The two got into the car, Han Xi stepped hard on the accelerator, and the car rushed out of the garage in an instant. In a few minutes, it was out of the manor and driving down the mountain road.
It was nearly ten o'clock and the night was very dark.
Not sure if it was because the long-awaited good thing was interrupted again, or because Yang Miao’s matter was more serious, but Han Xi drove in silence with a gloomy expression all the way.
The car was driving very fast, and soon there were more and more cars on the road. Fang Li couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man who was concentrating on driving next to her.
"Is Yang Miao... okay?"
Han Xi frowned, and after a few seconds he moved his left hand from the car window to the steering wheel, and his right hand reached over the center console to hold Fang Li's hand on her leg.
"I'm not sure yet. Lin Mo is here too, so it shouldn't be a big deal."
Fang Li pursed her lips, feeling his palm was a little cold, so she held his hand and comforted him: "Yang Miao is a smart girl. She knows how to protect herself when she encounters danger. Besides, Lin Mo is here. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"Um."
He held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it. Where Fang Li couldn't see, a hint of coldness flashed across his calm eyes.
In just over ten minutes, the car turned into a bar near Peking University.
The roar of the engine came from far away, and the tires rubbed against the ground and suddenly stopped at the door of the bar.
The car turned off and the two men opened the door and got out.
"Remember to follow me when you go in."
"I know."
Han Xi pulled Fang Li towards the bar.
The bar is located in the alley behind the Peking University. It was converted from a dilapidated two-story building.
It has no name, only a big smiley face painted on the side wall with luminous spray tin, so the students of Kyoto University call this bar the Smiley Face Bar.
The bar is not very big and the decoration inside is not luxurious.
Most of them are in primitive style, with cement walls and rough bricks, and only some dark areas are simply decorated with colorful lights.
Fortunately, the consumption here is not high, so it has attracted a large number of young people. Supported by students from Peking University and several nearby schools, the business here has always been good.
As soon as Han Xi and Fang Li entered the door, they were hit by a biting chill.
Immediately afterwards, waves of energetic singing and dancing surged through the hall.
The two of them stood at the door, looking out of place, their eyes scanning around quickly, searching for something.
But the second floor at that time was completely different from the downstairs.
The doors of the private rooms that were originally closed and bustling with activity were now open, and men and women who were having fun gathered in the corridor.
Everyone stood in groups of three or four, looking at a private room at the end of the corridor, and occasionally lowered their heads to talk a word or two.
“Snap!”
Another sound of breaking glass came from the end of the corridor.
The people gathered in the corridor couldn't help but crane their necks to look forward.
A man in a floral T-shirt was kicked out of the door, flew back dozens of centimeters and fell heavily to the ground.
The next moment, a man in a gray shirt appeared at the door with a gloomy face.
"How dare you actually do this? Do you know who I am?!"
The man lying on the ground struggled in pain for a few times, then covered his chest and said angrily with a fierce look on his face.
The man standing at the door was Lin Mo.
His eyes were cold. He ignored the man's words and sneered, then walked towards him again.
Seeing him coming, the man's face changed slightly, and he supported himself with his arms and prepared to get up from the ground.
How could Lin Mo give him this opportunity?
While he was hunched over and hadn't stood up yet, he immediately raised his foot and kicked him in the side of the waist.
The man noticed it in time and dodged in a panic, his body swaying and almost falling to the ground.
Seeing that he missed the kick, Lin Mo raised his hand and kicked again.
This time, the man obviously had no chance to dodge.
Lin Mo usually looks like a slim white-collar worker. However, how many people who can stay with Han Xi are the kind of people who allow themselves to be bullied?
His boxing skills may not be as good as the boss's left and right bodyguards named Jiang.
But compared to these thugs who have no skills and only know how to fight, they are still worth watching.
Besides, Lin Mo only looks thin. People who know him well know that he pays great attention to physical exercise. When he takes off his clothes, his muscles are clearly defined, and he is just the right kind of strong.
The fist wrapped in gusts of wind quickly attacked the terrified man.
The onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath. Just when everyone thought that this man would be knocked down by Lin Mo's punch...
"Bang!"
A figure suddenly appeared from the side.
Lin Mo didn't check and was punched hard instead.
His head jerked back by the force, and his body staggered back several steps before stopping.
There was a buzzing in his head, and Lin Mo shook his head slightly. He also had a temporary deafness in his ears. After several seconds, he squinted his eyes and came to his senses.
Looking up, he saw that the man he had just beaten was being protected by someone behind him.
In front of him were four or five men with ferocious looks and thick faces.
It was obvious that they were in the same group. In front of them stood a young boy with a clean-looking face who did not look very old.
Lin Mo's eyes swept across the faces of those people and landed on the boy.
"Yang Miao trusts you so much, and you treat her like this as a classmate?"
The boy's face was very calm. He curled his lips slightly when he heard the words. There was a bit of evil in his eyes that didn't belong to his age. He said, "What did I do to her? I just invited her to have some drinks and have some fun. If she can't afford it, why should she blame me?"
Lin Mo's face was very gloomy.
The boy brushed his bangs indifferently and said, "Besides, I invited someone else. She insisted on coming. I've seen many girls like her. They want to play around but also want to pretend to be innocent. They pretend to be innocent just to seduce more men. I'm giving her the opportunity."
"She needs your chance!"
"It's not up to you to decide whether it's necessary or not. Why don't you go in and ask her now?"
Thinking of Yang Miao's current state in the private room, Lin Mo could no longer tolerate it. He raised his hand and pointed at him fiercely: "Yang Miao has leaked so much since he was a child that you can't even pick it up even if you follow him around. Who the hell do you think you are!"
"Who the hell do you think you are? I was just planning to have some fun with it, but since you said that, fine! I'm telling you, I'm fucking determined to get Yang Miao. Tonight, I'm going to make sure she can't pretend anymore!"
"You dare!"
The boy sneered: "Try it!"
Lin Mo's eyes darkened, and he wondered why the boss hadn't come yet.
His cold gaze swept sharply over the people behind the boy. After a moment of silence, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corner of his mouth into a sneer.
"You're so young, but you don't want a bright future and are seeking your own death. How dare you provoke Yang Miao? Do you know what Yang Miao's family does?!"
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