Everything happened too suddenly. The group of people watched as Mo Han was forcefully held in someone's arms. They didn't react in time. Mo Peng, who was the closest, was the first to rush over. He grabbed the man's arm and helped the struggling Mo Han break free.
Mo Tao, Mo Han's elder brother and the strongest member of the group, let out a low roar and rushed forward, slamming the man against the wall and grabbing his collar. "You're not going to die," Mo Tao said.
"What are you doing!?"
"F * ck me! What the f * ck are you doing?"
The man was pressed against the wall, but his voice was even louder than Mo Tao's. The smell of alcohol coming from his mouth was nauseating. He was clearly very drunk.
Luo Nan and the others were at the place where they had just walked past the reception hall and entered the passage. The environment suddenly became narrow. A dozen or so people formed a circle, blocking most of the passage.
The drunkard hoodlum shouted a few words, but he seemed to sober up a bit when he saw the dense mass of people before him. He was a bit scared for a time and stopped for two seconds.
But soon, his drunken eyes caught a glimpse of a certain person in the crowd. He immediately stretched out his hand and swung it twice. Finally, he placed it on Mo Tao's shoulder and pointed at Tian Qi, who was dumbfounded and had his mouth agape.
"What's up, Little Tian, Little Tian Qi. You can just flip your face when you want it outside?"
"D-Officer Huang?"
Tian Qi blurted out the first word, but he couldn't hold back the rest of the words. The man's many years of accumulated power made him feel weak in his heart. But the current situation truly exceeded the limits of his face.
His fair face soon flushed red. If he could, Tian Qi would certainly want to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself in it.
Fortunately, his cousin Tian Si stepped forward bravely and angrily rebuked, "Huang Bingzhen, what kind of drunken madness is this!?"
The drunkard hoodlum narrowed his eyes. With great difficulty, he saw Tian Si's face clearly under the blurred light of the hallway. He laughed again, "Tian Si... Si, Sister Sisi!"
This guy called Huang Bingzhen was at most in his twenties. His drunken face perfectly accentuated his usual arrogance. "Sister Sisi, long time no see. What's up? Is it the Student Union or the Student Union? These people around me look unfamiliar … Don't crowd around me, I'm bored."
He tried hard to pry Mo Tao's hand away but failed. This made him a little annoyed. "Hey, you already know who I am. Who are you trying to fool?"
At that moment, some people in the crowd
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Luo Nan finally found some relevant memories. That's right, it's this Huang Bingzhen. According to the intelligence report, he's an officer of the Mystic Arts Research Society. He's a typical rich second generation and a pervert. Last Friday night at the Limestone Water Village Pub, Cat Eyes had smashed him into the wall.
Perhaps it was because he had taken too many drugs at the time, but that experience clearly did not teach him a sufficient lesson.
Tian Si naturally knew the ins and outs of Huang Bingzhen. She wasn't afraid of his position in the school, but she was afraid of the Huang family's social influence. Her expression was very unsightly. "Huang Bingzhen, who did you come with? If you're drunk, go puke in the toilet. Is it fun to lose face outside? The Mystic Arts Research Society and Acumen College have lost all face because of you! "
Huang Bingzhen had a cheeky grin on his face. "It's fine. Sister Sisi is so pretty. She'll grow back sooner or later …."
Everyone could see that there was no way to communicate with this fellow at this time.
Mo Qiu confirmed that Mo Han wasn't injured, so he didn't want to tangle with her any longer. He took advantage of the situation to close the distance between him and Tian Si. He lightly embraced her shoulder. "Let's go. We can't lower ourselves to the level of a drunkard …. Tao Jiu, let's go."
Mo Tao glared fiercely at Huang Bingzhen. He grabbed Huang Bingzhen by the collar and slammed him into the wall before letting go.
Who knew that once Huang Bingzhen regained his freedom, he would run his mouth like a train. "Hey, my friend over there. You're familiar with this line of work. Did you ask me for permission before doing this? Did you ask their president, Chen Chen? "
This fellow had an intoxicated look on his face, but his heart wasn't. His words were poisonous.
Tian Si's face turned green from anger, but the more she was like this, the more excited Huang Bingzhen became. "So you guys are all hooking up, but I'm not allowed to hug a little girl. Come, little girl. Let me tell you about the Mystic Arts Research Society …."
He reached out to hug Mo Han as he spoke, but Mo Han, who had come back to her senses, wasn't someone easy to deal with. She immediately kicked out, hitting Huang Bingzhen's shin bone.
Mo Han was wearing pointy leather shoes. Her kick was filled with hatred. Huang Bingzhen immediately let out a miserable groan. He hugged his leg and jumped, but he didn't stand firm. He fell to the ground, battered and exhausted.
"Let's go!"
Mo Qiu didn't want to make a big deal out of this. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and called his companions to leave. The group of people walked inside, leaving Huang Bingzhen behind. Huang Bingzhen shouted, "F * ck me, f * ck me."
When they reached the corner of the passage, Mo Peng turned his head and swept a glance at Huang Bingzhen, who was still cursing on the ground. He muttered, "This guy's mouth is too sharp. I'm afraid I won't be able to have fun tonight."
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Luo Nan grunted. He looked at Tian Si and Tian Qi's preoccupied appearances. This was indeed the case.
When they turned the corner, Luo Nan's line of sight could no longer be seen. However, the range of Luo Nan's mental senses still covered Huang Bingzhen. He discovered that someone had gone over to greet Huang Bingzhen just as they turned the corner. Clearly, this person had seen the conflict earlier but intentionally avoided trouble.
Luo Nan had actually seen this person before. He was Liu Tao from Xie Junping's circle of friends. At the same time, he was also a high-ranking member of the Construction Society. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a very scholarly appearance.
Huang Bingzhen was from the Mystic Arts Research Society …. The circle of this group of rich second generation kids far exceeded the circle of the school's societies. It didn't seem like a cruel bidding war was going on at all.
Tonight, Mo Qiu had actually spared no expense for this get-together. He specifically booked a large private room to facilitate the preparation work before entering.
After the group of people entered the private room, they were guided by the AI to the scanning area to stand. The relevant equipment examined their body shapes, body characteristics, and so on. Data models were built, peripherals were matched, and so on were used to achieve the best effect of reality.
Actually, the vast majority of people had accounts at Frost River Reality. A single scan was enough to connect with their previous data. They could stand for a bit and come out.
But there were always exceptions to everything. Only Luo Nan could not get through the scan.
Mo Peng was impatient. "What's going on? Nanster, I brought you to play before."
As a veteran gaming geek, Mo Cheng was quite clear about the things here. He shook his head and said, "Nanster, you came last year. You're half a head taller than last year. You've developed, but you don't play often. The system needs to readjust."
Luo Nan was well aware that the drug stimulation had caused quite a large change to his body over the years. Now there was no more drug stimulation, but under the stimulation of soul strength, the changes would probably be even greater in the days to come.
He laughed. "Actually, it's nothing. I told you earlier that I wouldn't play sensual games."
"Why wouldn't you play?" Mo Han found it strange. "Isn't this the reason we came to Frost River Reality?"
"This …."
Luo Nan's scan finally went through, but a rare yellow light lit up in the scanning area. There was also a prompt. "Distinguished customer, we are very sorry to disturb your gaming progress. Since you are currently undergoing treatment, according to the doctor's advice, please do not engage in highly stimulating games …."
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