"Alas! Women are a source of trouble. Let's just play around. I don't dare to bring trouble to my family, otherwise I will die in their hands again."

"What? Lao Bai, don't tell me that you have suffered from women?"

"Do you think I look like me? I have always regarded women as clothes."

"Actually, women are not bad. Why does God have to make a male and a female for everything when he creates all things? Apart from the descendants who carry on the family line, the rest are just circles. Look at it, it's possible.

If so, get a few more wives back, and I’ll organize a wedding banquet for you.”

"Haha! You should take care of your women. Listen to this."

Downstairs, there was the sound of Ouyang Danlu and Ye Yao quarreling. The two ladies refused to obey the other. If they didn't like the other, they would scold them when they opened their mouths. If they couldn't scold them, they would beat them.

Alas! Having too many women is also a problem.

………

At the same time, in a building in Jeju City, an old man with white hair and a somewhat pale face looked at the noisy bar below with hatred.

"Gui Jue, we've been here for three days, when are we going to start?" A middle-aged man said impatiently after walking in.

This big man is bare-chested and has very well-developed muscles. His biceps alone can match the thickness of a fat man’s thighs. Damn! He’s another guy with brute strength.

Ghost? That old man is Ghost!

"When everyone is here, we will naturally take action! Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a good time for us to take action!" Gui Jue's tone was very polite, because the bald man was from the Murong family, and his identity was Murong Chong's uncle.

, Murong Qiliang.

"To deal with a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you, Gui Jue, have to be so cautious. It's really shocking!" Murong Qiliang went out impatiently. This time, the Murong family sent many people, and they were all playing cards outside.

Gui Jue snorted coldly and cursed secretly in his heart: A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals? You Murong family may not be able to fight against these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. In the end, I have to take action!

Gui Jue looked at his right hand, which was already useless. Thinking of that person, a trace of panic arose in his heart.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sister Meng ordered a banquet that could accommodate three to four hundred people on the rooftop of the gorgeous hotel. The employees of the Black and Blue Bar and Finland Nightclub took turns coming to eat, and after finishing the meal, one group was replaced by the next.

It's not that the rooftop can't fit in, it's just that we can't stop our business, otherwise we'll be sorry for those customers.

The autumn wind was blowing on the rooftop, and everyone had almost finished drinking. The damn thing was that the autumn wind never blew away the dark clouds in the sky. In the dark sky, not even a single star was visible, let alone the moon.

But admiring the moon is not the most important thing. What is important is that on this festival, everyone can get together, drink and chat, talk and laugh like a family. This is the most important thing.

"Here, drink, cheers!" Sister Meng held up the wine glass that had been drained unsteadily, raising her head and wanting to pour herself some wine.

Over the past six months or so, Sister Meng feels that she is so lucky to have made so many friends, even though they are all weird, there are also many who came out of the underground world.

What makes Sister Meng feel the luckiest is having Han Qing. Ever since Han Qing came to her, no matter what the problem, any difficulty can be easily solved. From the beginning, in order to avoid Wang Zhengde, Sister Meng wanted to sell the bar. You see
Chapter completed!