Feng Chenglin is muttering to yourself here. Although the others are not very clear, they can also hear a few words.

"What are you talking about? What Mo family, dog...you, do you dare to scold us Mo family?" The man in the hat stood up sharply, and flew the hat quickly, revealing a face with fierce features.

Although I didn't understand it, did these words help me connect together?

But no matter which way to understand it, it is not a good thing.

Don't know...

Feng Chenglin's first reaction was: "...Hey, why are you so ugly?!"

The anger of the man in the hat was instantly frozen by the iceberg: "You, what did you say?"

Are they not here now, discussing the question of not cursing or not?

What, then, suddenly talked about his ugly appearance? ?

Also, he looks ugly, even if he looks ugly, he can't be sentenced publicly like this.

What's the difference between this and blatant slap? !

Lu Ming coughed: "Young Master Feng, this way, it's not good..."

Whether a person is ugly or not is determined by his parents and not what he wants. In theory, no one is qualified to judge others for their ugliness or good-looking.

Feng Chenglin waved his hand and scratched his head: "No, no, no, you have misunderstood, I, I absolutely don't mean to laugh at him for being ugly..."

"You still say that?"? The man in the hat was angry: "You just said clearly..."

"Brother Mo Lin, don't be restless, and don't be restless," Lu Ming promptly stopped: "Let's listen first and see how he explains it. If the explanation fails, Brother Mo Lin will never do anything. It's too late!"

"Is there any explanation for this? Look at the look and tone of his voice just now, it's clearly a joke to me, long and ugly..." Mo Lin almost gritted his teeth to say the following words.

For him, he has always cared about his facial features.

No way, who made him so ugly at birth?

Since he is sensible, he has been wearing a hat, just to block his appearance, so as not to make a joke.

Especially, in front of a good-looking man, he seems even more inferior.

Lu Ming's beauty is the famously stunning Protoss.

Unexpectedly, this Feng Chenglin is also a handsome man with extraordinary looks.

In front of them, Mo Lin always felt an inexplicable sense of inferiority in his heart, and he couldn't help it.

Nowadays, Feng Chenglin is even more silly and jokes directly in front of his face, saying that he is ugly.

At this moment, Mo Lin's pride was completely plunged into the abyss, and he was severely stepped on several feet.

If it weren't for Lu Ming's face, he would really have to do it, and fight Feng Chenglin directly to death and death.

Feng Chenglin was also very upset at this time: "I said, everyone is surnamed Mo, how come you are so different? What is your heart made of, glass slag, why can't you touch it? If you touch it, it will break or something? I will say you are ugly, and how can you drop when you say you are ugly..."

Not to mention it's okay, Mo Lin was even more angry when he said that.

With a roar, he smashed the table beside him with a palm and rushed towards Fengchenglin.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Lu Ming rushed over, opened his hands, and stopped between the two.

"Brother Mo Lin, calm and calm, they are all their own, their own..."

Mo Lin roared, turned around suddenly, took off his palm, panting heavily, staring at Feng Chenglin fiercely, without speaking.