Everyone doesn't believe I'm a boss

"Why don't you stop? We've been walking for half an hour." After walking with the scarf for a long time, Li Tong asked out of breath.

"Here we are." Ning Wang said, grabbed the scarf that had fallen, looked at the unfinished building in front of him, and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm going, it's a place like this, it looks gloomy." Li Tong muttered, "Is there anyone in there? Why can't I hear a sound."

The surroundings were so quiet that not even a bit of wind could be heard, only the sound of their breathing.

It was pitch black in the unfinished building, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Ning Wang handed the scarf to Li Tong and said, "If you are afraid to wait for us outside."

"No, no, it's even more terrifying outside, I'd better go in with you." Li Tong shook his head hastily.

Ning Wang walked in first.

The unfinished building looks seven or eight stories high from the outside, and the stairs are still good.

The three climbed up to the sixth floor lightly, and Ning Wang heard some sounds, like music.

"I seem to hear someone singing." Li Tong said blankly, "It's upstairs. Is it a person singing, or a ghost?"

"Hush." ​​Ning Wang put his index finger on his lips, signaling Li Tong not to speak.

He pointed to the upstairs, and said silently, "Shen Shu and I will go up and have a look, you wait here for us."

Li Tong didn't want to wait, Ning Wang continued, "I don't know the situation above yet, you will be in danger if you go with us, stay here to meet us, and run if you encounter danger."

He took out a teleportation talisman from the space bag, handed it to Li Tong, and then walked upstairs.

"Director, be careful." Li Tong yelled in a low voice.

He didn't take a look around until both of them went up.

It was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, Li Tong clenched the talisman paper in his hand, and began to swallow nervously, and suddenly remembered that Ning Wang hadn't told him how to use this talisman, so he was in a hurry.

up?Or wait here?

After struggling for a long time, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to support the wall next to the stairs, and walked upstairs.

It was too dark around, and it took several flights of stairs to finally finish.

There are no stairs further up, and the music is getting louder, in the next room.

There was a faint yellow light inside, Ning Wang glanced at Shen Shu, motioning to slowly lean over.

Shen Shu nodded, Ning Wang walked forward with him one after the other.

The two stopped at the door of the room, and Ning Wang glanced at the half-hidden door next to him.

A dozen or so girls stood in front of the wall, trembling.In front of them was a person sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and his head propped on his hands. There were several people standing beside him.

"Stop." The person on the sofa said impatiently.

The younger brother standing on the side handed him the grapes in his hand, and quickly stopped the music on the phone.

The voice of the speaker was a teenager, and it was very familiar.

Ning Wang frowned, and didn't remember who it was, but the other party quickly turned his face to the side, allowing him to see that it was Mo Bingchen.

All doubts were resolved at this moment, Ning Wang pursed his lips.

"I can't find Jun Wusui, what's the point." Mo Bingchen picked up the grape and threw it directly at the younger brother's face, so he was extremely furious, and the gloomy face became ferocious and distorted at this moment.

Outside the room, Shen Shu, who was hiding, tightened his fingers slightly.

"Your Majesty, calm down, as long as Jun Wusui is still alive, he will definitely appear. You guys, hurry up and dance for Your Majesty to relieve boredom." The younger brother pointed at those girls.

"I, I won't." One of the girls said in fear.

"We won't either."

"Really not, woo woo woo."

"..."

"You can't even dance, so what use are you for?" The younger brother was extremely angry, "If you can't dance, I'll throw you out of here!"

He is about to arrest people with all his teeth and claws.

"Yes, I will, I can dance, don't throw me down." The girl cried immediately and said hastily.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry and cry, shut up! Let you dance, not let you walk a tightrope! Dance!" the younger brother roared.

A girl looked at the boy tremblingly, "But I can only do square dancing."

Mo Bingchen chuckled lightly, which made the originally weird atmosphere even weirder.

He tilted his head a bit laxly, pulled the grape from the other brother's hand and put it into his mouth, and asked casually, "Do you know how to dance in the square?"

A dozen or so girls nodded with fear on their faces.

"Dance, if you don't dance well, I'll crush you." Mo Bingchen waved his hands, "Can you sing? Sing and dance for me."

The girls hesitated to speak, but in the end they were too frightened to sing and dance.

"Original……"

"Hey, hey, let me introduce you. Don't you guys tell me what dance to dance and what song to sing!" the younger brother reminded.

The girls quickly stood up, discussed for a while, and said in unison: "Next, we will bring a piece of "Drunken Butterfly" for Your Majesty, songs and dances."

"I can't fly no matter what... Puff... Huahua's world, puff, puff..."

"So I'm a drunken butterfly, poof..."

The crowd didn't know who laughed first, followed by all kinds of suffocated laughter.

Mo Bingchen stared at the person in front of him expressionlessly, his gaze was heavy, and he frightened and suppressed those who laughed out loud.

Everyone was terrified, so the rhythm was outrageously messed up. At a glance, everyone had their own rhythm, and they didn't see it at all.

The younger brother started yelling again.

Mo Bingchen narrowed his eyes, his expression seemed unhappy, the girls became even more timid, trying to overcome their fear, and continued singing and dancing.

The originally quiet surrounding seems to have become a square dance scene.

The little brother watched with gusto, and wanted to applaud. Glancing at his master's expression, he stopped immediately, "Du, what are you dancing about? It's a mess, and your song is so ugly. I'll just go to the vegetable market to grab a chicken. They can sing better than you."

"And you, do you think that moving around there is called dancing? Believe it or not, I will throw you down."

"No, I'm not a professional dancer. I've tried my best. I've only danced square dances a few times."

"The square dance is not as ugly as yours." Mo Bingchen sneered, stood up from the sofa, and walked over with a heavy face.

The girl thought he was going to kill someone and screamed in fear.

Ning Wang clenched the long sword in his hand, and when he was about to rush in, he was pulled back by Shen Shu.

Shen Shu shook his head, "Wait a little longer."

Ning Wang stopped, loosened his grip, felt the warmth coming from the back of his hand, and was slightly taken aback. He lowered his head and saw that Shen Shu's hand hadn't been taken away yet.

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes and said nothing.

The breathing of the people around him was much lighter, Shen Shu tilted his head, and saw the young man's eyelashes sweeping up and down, they were black and curled up, and every movement seemed to be sweeping at the tip of the heart, making it tickle slightly.

That face was obviously very ordinary, but under the silhouette of the lights, it was inexplicably hard to move away.

"Give me back." In the room, Mo Bingchen yelled extremely unhappy.

A dozen girls didn't know what he wanted to do, so they could only take a few steps back obediently.

Mo Bingchen stood in front of them, "Everyone dances with me, anyone who dares to dance wrongly for me or sing indiscriminately will be pinched to death by you."

"Do you understand?" the younger brother shouted.

"Understood." The girls looked at each other and answered quickly.

"Play the accompaniment." Mo Bingchen glanced at his younger brother.

The younger brother quickly searched for the accompaniment on his mobile phone and played it.

Mo Bingchen sang first, and danced all the square dances that he was forced to dance before.

The girls behind followed, but at first they struggled to keep up, but after seeing Mo Bingchen dancing and singing very happily, they relaxed after chatting, and the rhythm also kept up.

"It turns out that I am a drunken butterfly, your oath..."

The sound of singing in unison floated around, and Li Tong, who finally climbed up in the dark, was startled when he heard the singing, and staggered and fell. Fortunately, they sang loudly enough to drown out the sound of his falling.

Li Tong got up, walked up again, took advantage of the light in the room to see clearly, saw Ning Wang and Shen Shu, and immediately sneaked over.

"Why are you here?" Ning Wang said.

"I don't know how to use this talisman, and I was scared by myself, so I came up. What are they doing? Are they dancing in the square?"

Li Tong took a sneak peek. Everyone was dancing in the square, and they seemed to be having a good time, without any danger.

"Yes..." Ning Wang was silent for a moment before answering.

Li Tong: "..."

Never thought that the people inside would bring so many girls here just to sing and dance in the square?

"Look here, my lord, this way." In the room, the younger brother took a picture of Mo Bingchen with his mobile phone, "Hey, that's the look in his eyes, handsome, so handsome! Ahhh!"

"It sounds good, it sounds good."

"Your Majesty is so powerful, he is simply the King of Dance."

"What are the people in the back doing standing there in a daze? Everyone applaud me, and dance for me while applauding."

There was crackling applause, and the younger brother smiled with satisfaction.

He edited the video and prepared to post it on Weibo. When he set the Weibo name, he thought about it for a long time before he thought of one - the most powerful in the world and no one can beat Mozun.

After posting the video, the younger brother quit Weibo, handed the phone to Mo Bingchen who was sitting on the sofa after the dance, and squeezed his shoulders.

The girls stopped, huddled together, bewildered.

Mo Bingchen didn't bother with them, he ate grapes and enjoyed a massage.

"Boring." He suddenly sneered, pushed away the younger brother who was massaging, walked up to the girls, picked a girl at random, strangled her neck, and strangled her to death.

"Help, help, save me! I don't want to die, please let me go." The girl had difficulty breathing, and she burst into tears of fear.

"You don't want to die? But what if I want you to die?" Mo Bingchen pinched her and walked to the edge of the window, about to throw her out. "It's better like this. If one of these people is willing to replace you, I will I won't throw you away, how about it?"

The girl was stunned, and glanced at the girl squatting on the ground.

Everyone avoided her gaze, lowered their heads and remained motionless.

The girl shook her head, knowing that this condition was impossible, she cried and said, "I'll continue to sing and dance for you, don't kill me."

"Boring." Mo Bingchen threw her back to the original position, sat back on the sofa again, crossed Erlang's legs, and sneered, "I don't know if that idiot Feng Youchen is here. If he comes, I can fight him." It's over, tie him here. Then let him see how I humiliated Jun Wusui, hahahaha."

His laughter echoed in the room, and no one dared to speak.

The atmosphere was extremely weird, Ning Wang felt something was wrong, and looked at the people around him.

The man lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, he could only see that he reached out to take down the long sword and clenched the hilt tightly.

"Shen Shu." Ning Wang held his wrist, "Don't be impulsive."

Shen Shu took his hand away without saying a word, just when Ning Wang sensed something was wrong, Shen Shu was already holding the long sword and rushed in with murderous intent.

"Shen Shu!" Ning Wang yelled, Shen Shu didn't look back, and the long sword was straight at Mo Bingchen's throat.

Ning Wang saw his scarlet eyes and was slightly taken aback.