Chapter 5375 Mo Nanjue, I’m talking to you! (7)

"you……"

Mu Bailiang's expression changed, and he showed a rare expression of gnashing teeth. He stared at Mo Nanjue coldly, and suddenly smiled again, "It doesn't matter what kind of monster I am, what's important is Chen Anlian, the woman you are messing with."

Even if you can go on, do you think he should feel better than me?"

Mo Nanjue's blood suddenly froze, and his handsome face suddenly turned cold. He suddenly turned around and wanted to kick him, but the primitive man grabbed his shoulders and suppressed him hard.

Three or four primitive people pressed him down at the same time, and he couldn't move at all.

They pressed down on Mo Nanjue and wanted him to kneel down to the girl, but he refused. The primitive people kicked his knees hard, and Mo Nanjue bent down and then immediately turned sideways, preferring to be punched rather than kneel down.

I went back and forth several times, but he just wouldn't kneel down.

The primitive man was completely angry. They hit him while holding him down. They were too strong and punched him in the abdomen. Mo Nanjue felt the blood surge in his chest and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Bailiang looked at him coldly. With Mo Nanjue's stubborn and unyielding character and temper, could he get any good results here?

80% of the time you will end up angering these monsters and get beaten to death.

He sneered, "I'd love to see you beaten to death, and let me enjoy the sight of you vomiting blood."

Mo Nanjue touched the corner of his mouth with his tongue and licked away the blood, "Appreciation is obviously not suitable for you. Do you still need me to evaluate your aesthetics and taste?"

Mu Bailiang, "..."

Oh shit.

Go to hell!

At this moment, Mu Bailiang hoped that the primitive man would just beat Mo Nanjue to death, but that didn't happen. Perhaps because he saw that he was bleeding, the girl who was just watching suddenly stepped forward.

She bent her slender waist, and her long hair fell down with her movements. The girl looked down at the handsome man who was half bent over, and stretched out her thin, calloused fingers to touch his face.

Mo Nanjue suddenly turned away and stared at her with extremely cold black eyes. The coldness and ice in his eyes were like the sharpest sharp knives, which actually frightened the girl to retract her hand suddenly.

She took a step back and said something she didn't understand, and the primitive man immediately punched Mo Nanjue in the abdomen.

The girl looked at him condescendingly, obviously used to being surrounded and surrendered. She snorted coldly and turned to leave, but she heard the man's low, magnetic voice from behind, "Do your parents know you are here?"

He spoke standard American English.

parents……

The girl paused and suddenly turned her head. When she looked at him, her eyes were filled with incredible shock and confusion, "mo...moth...mother..."

She tried hard to repeat the English word "mom", but although she pronounced it, it was already extremely substandard.

No one has said this word to her for a long time.

After several attempts at pronunciation, the girl stared at Mo Nanjue for a while, then turned and walked away.

As soon as the girl left, the primitive people dispersed, leaving only a few people watching them.

Mu Bailiang looked at Mo Nanjue in shock, "She is an American?"

Mo Nanjue ignored him and didn't even glance at him.

Mu Bailiang suddenly felt very unhappy, and added, "This should be a female-centric clan. Men are very respectful to women. Women never have to do anything, they are only responsible for giving birth to children."

Mo Nanjue still ignored him.

Mu Bailiang moved to his side with her knees and bumped him hard with her shoulders, "Mo Nanjue, I'm talking to you!"

Mo Nanjue then looked sideways at him with an indifferent expression, "Tell me about your woman who wants to give birth to a child for you?"

Mu Bailiang, "..."
Chapter completed!