Chapter 761 I Am Your Father!

Zhong Mo suddenly rushed over with an angry look on his face, blocking Li Rumeng and Fu Luoluo behind him, and glared at the dozen black men: "What are you doing? This is Xiangjiang, not a place for you to act wild!"

When Jiatu and the others saw Zhong Mo finally showing his face, a glint flashed in their eyes.

It’s this Chinese man who is too handsome!

He didn't sing well, but he incited thousands of Chinese people to participate in the marathon, completely aborting his plan!

This time I must let him know what conspiracy is!

The big black guy at the front scratched his neck, gave Zhong Mo a contemptuous look, and shouted carelessly: "What do you mean? What did we do? We just handed over to Zhong Mo with these two beautiful ladies. Friends, we haven’t violated the laws of Xiangjiang, how can you scold us? Is this your way of hospitality in Xiangjiang?”

"Huh? Make friends?"

Zhong Mo widened his eyes, turned around, glanced at Li Rumeng and Fu Luoluo, then turned to look at him again, shouting with shock on his face, "This black uncle, looking at you, you could be their grandfather. Now you want to make friends with them, aren’t you still awake? This is too shameful?”

grandfather? ? ?

More than a dozen big black guys were dumbfounded for a moment.

Do we look that mature?

Although they look more mature than their actual age, they still look like they are in their thirties. How can they be as exaggerated as Zhong Mo said? If you want to be the grandfather of Li Rumeng and Fu Luoluo, you must be at least sixty years old, right?

Who wants to be told that they are old?

The big black man suddenly felt like he was being severely humiliated. He gritted his teeth and said, "You, you bastard, how dare you insult me? I will fight you!"

After saying this, he waved his fist, preparing to punch Zhong Mo.

"Ahem!"

But at this moment, Chiatu covered his mouth and coughed twice.

The big black man's body shook suddenly and he suddenly woke up.

What's wrong with you?

It was obvious that his mission was to deliberately anger Zhong Mo and make him beat him.

In this way, he can take the opportunity to make the matter bigger. Not only can he demand compensation, but he can also prevent Zhong Mo from participating in the competition.

Simply kill two birds with one stone!

But why did he get irritated and want to hit someone instead?

Thinking of this, he suppressed the raging anger in his heart and gritted his teeth and said: "I think you Chinese people can only talk and do nothing else. I am mature. I don't look like their grandfather at all. Instead, I look like you. I look fair and fair. Clean, just like a big girl, this is a shame to us in Africa!”

"What? You said I look fair and fair?"

Not only was Zhong Mo not angry, but there was a hint of surprise on his face. He hurriedly took out his phone and handed it to Li Rumeng. He was so happy that his voice became much brighter.

"Rumeng, did you hear that? This big black guy said that I am a pretty boy. It seems that my international friends have sharp eyes. Take a photo of me quickly and I will send it to my scarf to show my beauty. Millions of fans should take a look!”

“This is certified by international friends and has extremely high gold content!”

After saying this, he secretly winked at the two of them.

Li Rumeng and Fu Luoluo understood instantly.

Zhong Mo is fighting with these gangsters to see who can lose his composure first!

Li Rumeng took Zhong Mo's phone, took a photo of Zhong Mo, then clicked on the video mode, pointed at the big black man, and smiled enthusiastically: "Sir, did you just say that he You're a pretty boy? Can you say it again? Don't you know that Brother Zhong Mo is participating in a show where there are a total of forty-six big stars, and whoever has the fairest skin will win the championship! "

"Brother Zhong Mo is now in second place, only 15 votes away from first place. Since you say he is white, you will definitely be willing to vote for him, right? And with your participation, support for him There will be more and more people, and he will definitely win the championship!”

"Dear friends, I now solemnly announce something to you. Just now a black gentleman said that Zhong Mo is very white, very white, super white. Tell me, even foreign friends support Zhong Mo, who else doesn't support him? I hope everyone will vote for Zhong Mo."

"Oh? Does anyone want to see what that international friend looks like? No problem, I'll ask him to say hello to everyone!"

Fu Luoluo actually started the online live broadcast. While chatting with netizens, he pointed his phone at the big black man and showed a bright smile, "Sir, please say hello to everyone, otherwise, they will definitely think you are It’s nonsense and it’s very detrimental to your reputation!”

"I, I, I..."

The big black guy was instantly in a mess.

who I am?

Where am I?

What just happened?

I was obviously mocking this man, but why did it feel like I was helping him?

This was not my intention at all!

He waved his hands quickly and roared angrily: "This, this is all fake. I didn't praise him. He and I are enemies. He is the most shameless and shameless bastard in the world..."

"Sir, this is your fault!"

Zhong Mo's face darkened and he said with some displeasure, "When you praised me just now, I already regarded me as a good friend for the first time. How could you stab me in the back? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

After saying this, he put his right hand on the black man's shoulder, put on an intimate look, and whispered a few words in his ear, and the latter actually showed a happy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Mo then patted his shoulder and gave him a big hug.

"From now on, you are my good friend. I will treat you to a meal and a drink at noon today!"

"You, you won't lie to me, right?"

The black man asked with ecstasy on his face.

These people have never had the habit of saving money. They have always spent as much as they earned, so they can only provide daily expenses by constantly participating in competitions and earning bonuses.

And the black man's pockets are cleaner than his face. These days, he has been eating and drinking with others and being looked down upon by others. Now someone actually treats him to a meal and a drink, which is simply a great joy for him.

"We are good friends, how could I lie to you?"

Zhong Mo took out his cell phone, exchanged contact information with him, and then waved at him, "I'll contact you later!"

After saying this, he led Li Rumeng, Fu Luoluo and Lin Meng'e away.

"Barnaby, what did he say to you just now?"

Chiatu asked with a gloomy face.

"He, he said,"

Barnaby frowned slightly, tilted his head, thought for a while, stared at Chiatu and said, "I am - your - father!"