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"Hey, bro, come out for a drink."

Hearing the slurred words on the phone, Mu Zehao frowned. Mo Jiean said he wanted to find him to drink, but he had obviously drunk it. Thinking that Mo Jiean was still injured, he didn't dare delay any further, so he asked for the address and rushed over.

The bar's lights were very dim, the squirming men and women were crowded together