208: Trouble in the Bar

Trouble in the Bar

"Don't ask too many questions. As long as you agree, I can give you everything you want," Mo Jinrong said solemnly.

"The Tan Corporation has nothing to do with me, I don't need your help!"

Tan Lin rejected the suggestion.

Just then, many women in revealing clothes suddenly entered and stood in a row.

"Who let you in!?" Mo Jinrong asked softly.

"Sir, someone asked me to pick a few girls to come over and said he will pay the cost." the man said.

"Get out! We don't need it here!"

Mo Jinrong spoke in a deep voice.

The man saw that the situation didn't seem right and immediately told the girls to leave.

"Who did this?" Tan Lin asked.

"He's the only one who knows I'm here!"

Mo Jinrong stood up and was about to leave when he saw a woman dancing a fiery dance in the middle of the stage. The men in the audience cheered.

Tan Lin walked out and looked at the woman on stage, clapping his hands in praise.

"It seems that a small place produces talent as well."

Mo Jinrong walked out of the room and found the person on stage familiar. She had a sexy dance style, high ponytail, and bright red lips. She was the focus of the entire audience!

"You like it too?"

Tan Lin smiled.

When the woman turned around, Mo Jinrong was shocked.

Lan Anran!

Why is she dancing here?

The man in the audience looked at Lan Anran as though they were looking at their prey.

However, Mo Jinrong didn't stop her. He knew that Mo Changwen was testing him and he must be watching him from the bar. If he called Lan Anran down, Mo Changwen would definitely suspect him. He was a paranoid person and wouldn't simply believe him.

Mo Jinrong glanced at it a few times before turning to leave.

Lan Anran glanced at Mo Jinrong with the corner of her eyes, watching him leave before ending the dance and leaving the stage.

She had long received news from Mo Changwen that since she agreed to cooperate with him, she would have to act to the end. However, she couldn't let this old fox keep threatening her with Lan Yanran. She needed to think of a new plan.

Lan Anran was just about to leave when several men surrounded her, stretched out their fat hands, and handed her their name cards.

"Miss, you look good. Our company is hiring models, I think you can give it a try."

The man who spoke had a big belly and an obscene smile.

Lan Anran didn't even glance at him, directly walking around.

"You insolent b*tch!"

The man cursed behind her.

Lan Anran pretended not to hear. There were too many people today and she didn't want to be in the limelight.

Lan Anran wore her original clothes and walked towards the door. Suddenly, several men knocked her out with a stick, attempting to drag her to the washroom. Just then, Mo Jinrong walked towards the door and let Mo San follow Lan Anran.

Bars weren't good places, a beautiful woman like Lan Anran might be harmed.

The moment Mo San entered from the side door, he saw Lan Anran being dragged away by several men.

He had a bad feeling and hurried forward.

"Stop! What are you trying to do in broad daylight?"

"Who are you? Mind your own business!"

The man threatened.

"I don't care, I've called the police and they will be here soon. Do you still want to wait for them?"

Mo San threatened.

They looked at each other and smiled.

"We're not afraid! Mind your own business, this person is ours!"

The man prepared to drag her out.

"Put her down!"

Mo San's solemn expression didn't stop them.

"Beat him!"

The man was impatient.

The bar was in a mess.

Mo San was originally from the special forces, but he hadn't practiced in many years and had gained weight, making fighting a little strenuous.

Mo Jinrong took advantage of the chaos and carried Lan Anran out, preparing to get into the car and leave.

"Put her down!" the fatty behind rushed over and said.

Mo Jinrong turned and stretched out his long legs, hitting the fatty in the chest. He calmly turned and placed Lan Anran in the car.

"Who are you, how dare you meddle in other people's business?"

A man with a bruised face spoke.

"I don't care!"

Mo Jinrong looked at him coldly.

"You're courting death!"

The fatty stood up, grabbed a beer bottle, and smashed it at Mo Jinrong!

Mo Jinrong turned and kicked the fatty with a roundhouse kick, but the beer bottle accidentally scratched his leg, causing blood to flow.

"I don't care who you are, from today onwards, I don't want to see you in Rong City again!"1

Mo Jinrong straightened his clothes and spoke coldly.

Just then, Mo San rushed over with bruises on his face.

"Young Master, I…"

"Hurry up and deal with these people, Rong City can't tolerate them!"

Mo Jinrong turned, got into the car, and left with Lan Anran.

"Young Master… have you forgotten me…"

Mo San shouted, but the car had already left.

"The few of you are in trouble," Mo San struggled as he said.

"Mo San, who was that woman?"

Tan Lin looked at it for a long time, feeling that Mo Jinrong seemed to care about her.

Mo San whispered something in Tan Lin's ear.

"What? He…"

Tan Lin was shocked.

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