Mo Changsheng turned around, and now he was even more surprised.

Although he was only in the Qi cultivation period, Mo Changsheng had divine sense, and it was not easy to avoid his sense and bully his side.

Those who can do this either have a cultivation level much higher than him, or they have a special method of breathing, but ......

Looking up and down at the man behind him, Mo Changsheng was surprised to find that the other party was just a martial artist who had just entered the acquired martial arts, and even if this person was right in front of him, he still couldn't sense the other party with his divine sense.

"Who are you?" Mo Changsheng squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Ouyang Fugui, who are you, Qu Zhengyang is also a figure with a head and a face in Rongcheng, why is he so in awe of you?"

Ouyang Fugui first patted his chest proudly, his nostrils turned to the sky to report his name, and then as if he remembered something, he lowered his head, looked at Mo Changsheng levelly, and asked cautiously.

"What a wonderful character!" Mo Changsheng looked at the other party's series of reactions and sighed secretly.

Ouyang Fugui is about the same height as Mo Changsheng, but he is very thin, if you only look at his facial features, his appearance should be good, but because he is too thin, he looks a little weird.

It stands to reason that the physique of the acquired martial artist is much better than that of ordinary people, at least his complexion is ruddy, but this person is pale, or rather, his whole person is weirdly pale and lacks vitality, and he feels very similar to an old man who is about to die.

The funny thing is that Ouyang Fugui obviously doesn't have a few taels of meat, but he also wears a hip-hop style dress, fat and big, and there are messy gold and silver chains and other jewelry, not to mention that it is completely inconsistent with such a formal occasion, and it is also very incompatible with his own body shape and temperament.

Mo Changsheng said that he was wonderful, not only because of the parts that were shaking all over his body, but also because of his really villain character.

Ouyang Fugui was condescending at first, with his nostrils facing the sky, thinking that it was because of his noble status and his usual arrogance, and later he treated Mo Changsheng equally and even a little cautiously, because he thought of Qu Zhengyang's abnormality, and guessed that Mo Changsheng might have a good background.

In a short period of time, he was able to naturally transform his proud posture into cautiousness, there were no obstacles at all, and he did not make others feel abrupt at all, as if it was natural to bully the soft and fear the hard, such an undisguised true villain character, Mo Changsheng could only say that he was very exciting.

"Mo Changsheng, a nobody, has a little relationship with Qu Zhengyang, but there is nothing to be in awe of. ”

Mo Changsheng took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, wanting to take advantage of the situation to explore this person's body.

"You lied to me! Ben Dashao is not a fool, I bully a lot of people, but I never provoke people with deep backgrounds, this vision is still a little bit!"

Ouyang Fugui shook the parts of his body, stretched out his right hand and slapped the palm of Mo Changsheng, pouted and said:

"Young Master Ben is proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he has been in contact with all of the three sects and nine streams, and this pair of eyes is very thief. This young master called Qu Zhengyang's name, that is because this young master's grandfather is the head of the Ouyang family, and Qu Zhengyang has to befriend my family. But you don't have any respect for Qu Zhengyang, you still say that you are a nobody, a liar!"

"Oh, why does a nobody have to respect Qu Zhengyang?"

Mo Changsheng took advantage of Ouyang Fugui's high-fives with him to quietly probe his body, as if he remembered something, but he couldn't grasp the point.

"Qu Zhengyang is a well-known rich man in Rongcheng, and he has recently broken through the innate nature, how can ordinary people not respect him. Since you know his name, it's impossible not to know his identity, but you have a little condescending feeling about him, say, who are you?"

Ouyang Fugui raised his chin very smugly, but suddenly like a pug, he came to Mo Changsheng's side flatteringly, and said with a smile:

"Are you from a rich family, do you have any money, how about borrowing me a little?"

Mr. Mo looked at the other party speechlessly.

Is Lao Tzu familiar with you, you just want to borrow money, the dignified Ouyang family is young, and there will be a shortage of money?

With these thoughts in his mind, Mo Changsheng had a smiling expression and said casually:

"My family is not a rich man, but there is still a little money, how much does Ouyang Dashao want to borrow?"

When Ouyang Fugui heard the first sentence, his face fell, and after listening to the last sentence, he became energetic again, and couldn't wait to ask, "How many do you have?"

Mo Changsheng took out his wallet and looked at it, there was about one or two thousand yuan in cash, and he was about to speak, but he was startled by the fire in Ouyang Fugui's eyes.

"Damn! You're so rich! You actually have 1,700 yuan in cash! Tyrant, let's be friends, how about I mess with you in the future?"

Mo Changsheng felt that his brain hurt, this guy just took a cursory look, and actually accurately reported the approximate number, what kind of strange thing is this?

"Could it be that the eldest young man of the Ouyang family has never even seen such a little money?"

Ouyang Fugui didn't care about answering, snatched the wallet in Mo Changsheng's hand, took out all the cash, spit on his hand, and counted the banknotes in his hand with his eyebrows.

Then he flipped through all the corners of his wallet, and even the dime coin stuck in the card wallet was pulled out by him, and he carefully counted it over and over again.

"God, earth, it's been two months, it's been two whole months, and Ben Dashao finally has more than ten yuan in cash in his hand!"

Mo Changsheng looked at Ouyang Fugui with a cold sweat on his face.

This strange woman put all the money on the tip of her nose and took a deep breath, closed her eyes with satisfaction and intoxication, and almost shed tears of excitement.

Then he unbuttoned his pants in full view of everyone and hid the money in some mysterious place.

"You...... Are you really the eldest young master of the Ouyang family?!" Mo Changsheng's body stiffened and stayed on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

What kind of thing is this weirdness!

Ouyang Fugui returned the wallet to Mo Changsheng, gratefully held his hand, and said in an extremely pitiful tone:

"Brother Tuhao, you don't know, I'm really pitiful!"

Ouyang Fugui's eyes finally fell into tears, and he said with tears streaming down his face:

"Since my tigress came back, all my bank cards and cash have been confiscated, and all the money in the account has been transferred, and she has taken away my ID card, so that I can't even get a credit card, I am really poor!"

"Not only that, but she also pleaded with my father, greeted everyone I knew, and was not allowed to lend me a penny, and only reluctantly agreed when I was forced to die, giving me ten yuan a day for pocket money, ten yuan a day!"