mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 33: The ultimate sense of security brought by Chen Mo leads to a collective confession from
Chapter 33: The ultimate sense of security brought by Chen Mo leads to a collective confession from
Chapter 33: The ultimate sense of security brought by Chen Mo leads to a collective confession from the girls!
Chen Mo sat on the sofa.
A row of spirited young men knelt before him, all with bruised and swollen faces, trembling, not daring to raise their heads, their faces full of admiration.
Because he was so resentful, he couldn't even kneel down now, and was lying on the side groaning.
Chen Mo looked at the blond man kneeling at the front and said, "Will you dare to brag again?"
The golden retriever quickly shook its head: "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
Chen Mo has already reattached his hand.
After all, one of his hands was already in a cast. Considering that he was quite proactive in admitting his mistake and acted relatively quickly, Chen Mo decided to leave him with one usable hand, otherwise this guy would have trouble even eating.
Xiao Rou, Xiao Lu, and Ke Ke couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh when they saw the group of arrogant young men kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.
If they are powerless against men who play the piano, they are even more powerless against men who can fight.
They thought Mo Ge was so manly and handsome; every movement, every expression, even every strand of hair pierced their hearts!
That sense of security is something that nothing else can provide.
It's not money, not a house, not sweet words.
It's a sense of security that "with him around, no one can bully me."
This sense of security is a fatal temptation for these insecure young women.
It's like a poison; you can't quit it, you can't forget it, and you can't live without it!
The girls' eyes flashed with a strange light as they looked at Chen Mo.
Xiao Rou, in particular, seemed to have a hint of determination in her eyes, as if she had made up her mind!
Chen Mo had no idea what the girls were thinking at that moment.
He was still looking at the golden retriever when he asked again, "Why are you bragging? Are you planning to come back and get revenge later?"
He decided he had to completely subdue this blond-haired guy to prevent him from plotting anything bad in the future.
He couldn't be with these girls all the time.
If this guy harbors hatred and takes revenge on these girls while I'm away, then I'll be in trouble.
After all, these young men are very cunning and don't know how to hold back when they strike.
Chen Mo absolutely cannot let this happen.
Upon hearing this, the golden retriever immediately shook his head, his voice trembling with tears: "How could I dare, brother? I just wanted to brag a little."
His expression was as aggrieved as that of a primary school student who had been wrongly accused by his teacher.
"After all, I'm in this state. It would look terrible if word got out. My brother Hao—no, I mean, my Hao—is a respectable figure in this area, right, bro? Please be magnanimous and don't stoop to the level of a nobody like me, okay?"
Chen Mo looked at the blond-haired man and said calmly, "Are you sure you're convinced? You won't dare cause trouble again?"
The golden retriever nodded repeatedly, his forehead almost hitting the floor: "Don't worry, bro, I'll never dare to cause you any more trouble. I'm completely convinced."
Nonsense, after witnessing the opponent's fighting power, how could he not be convinced?
This thing is simply not something a normal person could beat. He even suspected that Chen Mo was a retired special forces soldier.
Chen Mo nodded: "Okay, then I forgive you."
The golden retriever was immediately moved to tears, his voice rising a half-octave: "Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother!"
Chen Mo added, "However, I don't know which of your underlings is dissatisfied."
The golden retriever's eyes widened in anger, and it abruptly turned to look at the row of spirited young men kneeling behind it.
He was about to stand up when he realized something, quickly put his knees back on the ground, and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Did you hear me?"
His voice echoed through the billiard hall, his spittle flying far and wide.
"From now on, if anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll be the first to take them down, and I'll make sure they shit their pants!"
The young men kneeling on the ground nodded in unison, mumbling "I heard you, I heard you," and "I wouldn't dare."
The sounds overlapped, like a flock of startled ducks.
Chen Mo said, "Okay, then I'll trust you one more time. Keep your underlings in check and take care of yourself."
The golden retriever repeatedly said, "Don't worry, bro."
Chen Mo nodded: "Then get lost."
The golden retriever, as if granted a pardon, struggled to its feet and limped toward the door.
His underlings also scrambled to their feet, some clutching their stomachs, some leaning against the wall, some supporting each other, and fled in a panic.
They didn't even dare to look back.
Those young women with all sorts of bizarre names on their bodies scattered like a flock of frightened quails.
Xiao Rou and her friends chuckled again as they watched the blond-haired guy and the other young women flee in a sorry state. Their laughter, like silver bells, echoed throughout the billiard hall.
Coco was the first to turn around, put her hands together in front of her chest, looked up at Chen Mo, her eyes shining: "Brother Mo, you were so cool just now, my heart almost jumped out of my chest."
Little Deer nodded, her ponytail swaying behind her head, her voice as clear and crisp as if she'd just taken a bite of an apple: "That was so satisfying! When that blond guy was kneeling on the ground calling me 'brother,' I wanted to take a picture and post it on my WeChat Moments!"
Xiao Rou stood to Chen Mo's left, her pinkish-purple braids draped over her chest. Her voice was soft, but every word she spoke was earnest: "Brother Mo, with you by our side, we're not afraid of anything."
Sweetie whispered, "Brother Mo, you're our Superman."
Xiao Ning stood at the very back, her round eyes red, her lips pursed repeatedly, and finally she managed to squeeze out, "Brother Mo, thank you."
Xiao Nan pursed her lips. Although she didn't speak, her shy, peach-blossom eyes said it all.
At this moment, Coco tilted her head, her long flaxen hair slipping off her shoulders, and her tone suddenly became serious: "Brother Mo, I'm serious, I'm going to follow you from now on, wherever you go, I'll go."
Xiao Lu immediately raised her hand: "Me too, me too! Brother Mo, even if you kick me out, I won't leave."
Xiao Rou didn't say anything, but she took a step forward, stood in front of Chen Mo, and looked up at him.
Her pinkish-purple braids swayed gently in front of her chest, her eyes shimmered with tears, and her lips moved slightly, conveying a thousand unspoken words.
Chen Mo smiled slightly as he looked at their bright eyes and flushed cheeks.
"Alright, stop filming. Didn't we come here to play billiards?"
He turned around, picked up a billiard cue from the table, and ran his fingers along the cue to feel the texture of the wood.
Then he took out a piece of chalk from his pocket, rubbed it on the end of the stick, and did so with practiced ease.
The girls then remembered the purpose of their trip and scattered. Some went to get clubs, some went to set up balls, and some went to find suitable hitting positions.
The deer arranged the balls, the triangular wooden frame was removed, and fifteen colorful balls were quietly arranged on the green table, shimmering under the fluorescent light.
Chen Mo bent down, placed the club between his fingers, aimed, and struck.
The cue ball shot straight out and hit the apex of the triangle, scattering the fifteen balls. Two of them went straight into the pocket.
The girls clapped and cheered from the sidelines.
Chen Mo straightened up, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
He hasn't played billiards in a long time.
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