Chapter 312 You can try

   This Madonna's standard posture made Mu Jing blink in surprise. What normal person would do such a pretentious act?

   "Jingjing, do you persuade Brother Prince? Brother Jiao didn't do it on purpose..."

The tired Mu Jing, who was standing with a person, just glanced at the sofa, Yuan Lin was very clever and cleaned up the things piled on the single sofa as quickly as possible, and then patted the sofa, saying: " Brother Jing, sit down!"

   Mu Jing glanced at him, and sat down with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

   "Brother Jing, do you need me to massage you? My mother used to run a beauty salon, she taught me some techniques, I'm very good at it~"

Zhou Qiyang glanced at Yin Ze at this time, then gently pulled Yuan Lin's back collar, and after attracting his attention, he said, "Brother Yang, do you want me to press it for you? I'll give it to Brother Jing. Can you help me when you're done?"

   Originally wanted to mention this child, but now it seems unnecessary.

  Some things can only be remembered if you experience them yourself.

   "No, I just saw a thread on your collar and pulled it out for you."

   "Really?" Yuan Lin touched the collar, then smiled at Zhou Qiyang: "Thank you Brother Yang."

   Zhou Qiyang patted his head, innocent child.

   Just when Yuan Lin was about to stand behind the sofa to give Mu Jing a massage, he saw that Brother Ze had been standing there for some time, and it seemed... there was no place for him.

  Yin Ze put his hands in his pockets and stood behind Mu Jing with an expressionless face, which made Yuan Lin... hide behind Zhou Qiyang.

  Mu Yafei watched their interaction, pursed her lower lip, and continued to say to Mu Jing: "Jingjing, the prince only listens to you, can you make him stop hurting others?"

   "Just listen to me?"

   Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, "My elder sister looks down on me too much."

   "Scenery!"

   "There are no rules in my team. The players are free to do whatever they want. I won't interfere. If you really can't stand it, just keep begging him, okay? You can't make a sense of existence with me."

   Mu Jing patted his brother on the back regularly, and continued to Mu Yafei: "In the future, don't just put your hands together to learn that indescribable posture, the effect is not good."

   Mu Yafei let go of her hands in embarrassment, and clenched her fists down by her side, "Jingjing, can I beg you? You are the captain, can't you restrain your team members?"

Yuan Lin stuck his head out from behind Zhou Qiyang, his voice was not loud enough for those present to hear, "I was curious before, why do you keep holding on to our brother Jing? Can't you solve your own troubles yourself? Why? Do you want our brother Jing to do things for you?"

   Zhou Qiyang raised his hand and pressed him back, "Shh."

   Yuanlin covered his mouth and nodded, he booed, he stopped talking.

The people who looked at Mu Jing had been arguing against Mu Yafei, and Ma Xiang, who had been very upset for a long time, stepped forward and said, "Infighting is prohibited in this place, Prince Chou, if you don't stop your behavior, I will go here. Your manager! Let him drive you all out!"

   Prince Chou stomped off the man's wrist with one foot, walked to Mu Jing's side, and under Ma Xiang's unbelievable expression, said, "Go."

   He took out a scalpel from his trouser pocket, tossed it twice, and said, "You can try whether you are faster or my knife is faster."

   "You dare to kill here?!"

   "I said, you can try."

   Prince Chou was playing with a knife, with a gloomy smile, "You can even try whether it's more important for people who can kill zombies to benefit them, or people like you who lie on the ground to satisfy some people's desires."

   (end of this chapter)