Sky Clubhouse.

After Yang Feng was blown up by a stool, he had no face to stay at school and no face to go home, so he had to come to the Sky Club.

The Sky Club is the property of the Yang family, and all kinds of service measures are readily available in it.

Yang Feng was lying on the bed, although there were all kinds of fruits and food next to him, but his face was blue, and he was not in the mood to eat at all.

Originally, every time I came to the Sky Club, I had to find a few beautiful women, as long as I didn't make a lot of noise and was known by my family. This time, the room where Yang Feng was was empty was empty, and no one was allowed to enter.

The key is that it's too humiliating, the grandly grandson of the Yang family, who was blown up in school, is still in front of the public, watching with hundreds of pairs of eyes.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There was a knock on the door.

"Get out, I didn't say it, no one is allowed to come in!"

At the same time, Slim pushed open the door and walked in with a waitress outside.

"Xiaofeng, why is there such a big anger?"

Yang Feng saw that it was Xian Mo'er, his face suddenly fell, and he said, "Sister Mo'er, why are you here, I told them that I can't tell you!"

"Xiaofeng, I took over the Sky Club from your sister, and now I am the general manager, can I not know if you come over, and let them notify?"

She pulled over a wooden chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yang Feng shivered when he saw Xian Mo'er sitting on the wooden chair, only to feel that the back hurt even more.

"Why did you hurt that, so carelessly?" said Xian Mo'er with a forced smile.

"Sister Mo'er, the stool I was sitting on was broken, and it really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes!" Yang Feng explained.

What Yang Feng said was indeed the truth, but no matter how the truth sounded, it was like an excuse, folding the stool and letting the stool burst, who would believe it?

"It's okay if you're injured, it's just a few days to be honest, I brought you the wound medicine!"

"Sister Mo'er, I've already taken the medicine!"

After taking the medicine in the infirmary before, Yang Feng almost died of shame and indignation, and he had to retake the medicine, so he couldn't live anymore!

"Can your medicine be compared to my medicine, my medicine is a secret Chinese medicine ointment, and I can let you go to the ground tomorrow, you can't watch it yourself!"

After Xian Mo'er finished speaking, she was about to leave, Yang Feng gritted her teeth and hurriedly confessed: "Sister Mo'er, I'll change the dressing again, don't tell my sister about this!"

Yang Feng can't help it, with the current injury, it is better to let someone else fight, so that he can bring someone back to the field.

But if you sit on the stool by yourself, how can you find a venue, you can't find the rotten stool back, and you can't make people laugh to death if it spreads.

Therefore, Yang Feng could only put the target of revenge on Mo Chu's body, and secretly swore to himself: "Bastard, when I can get out of bed, I have to find a few men to turn you, so that you can taste the taste of being really exploded!"

Xian Mo'er smiled and nodded, arranged for the waitress to change Yang Feng's dressing, and turned around and left.

Yang Feng looked up at Xian Mo'er's back, and slowly arched his buttocks, until Xian Mo'er disappeared from sight, and then sighed deeply.

Even in the Yang family, there are many men who regard Xian Mo'er as a target, but Yang Feng knows very well that Xian Mo'er's status in Old Man Yang's heart is definitely comparable to Yang Manling, but they can't compare with their descendants and grandchildren, so they don't dare to make any moves at all.

When Xian Mo'er returned to the office, Yang Manling was half-lying on the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips in her hand, and a movie was playing on the computer, eating with relish.

"Manling, Xiaofeng still asked me to hide it from you!"

"Hehe, then I'll pretend not to know, it's okay to let him suffer a little loss, the province is outside the eldest and his second, who hurt him, does he know?" Yang Manling said indifferently.

"Who Hurt ......"

Xian Mo'er smiled awkwardly and said, "Xiao Feng said, it's a wooden stool." “

Yang Manling almost squirted out the potato chips in her mouth, and said, "Stool? Such a shoddy excuse can also be said, you are stupid in school!"

Xian Mo'er also covered her mouth and laughed, and went to the pile of snacks in front of Yang Manling to find a few jellies.

"Man Ling, didn't you say that you found that person, why didn't you tell Sun Fan?"

Yang Manling stretched her waist, smiled slightly, her eyes emitted a burst of light, and said: "It's not Sun Fan who is looking for him alone, how can Sun Fan's favor compare to a long favor, I'm waiting for a long news, I want to notify the two of them at the same time, one news for two favors!"

Hearing this, Xian Mo'er fell into deep thought, Yang Manling was looking for Mo Chu, or the news she learned through her.

Therefore, Xian Mo'er became more interested in Mo Chu, seeing that the World Bartending Contest was about to be held, thinking back to the moment when the flying nine days appeared, Xian Mo'er's eyes gradually became confused.

"What an interesting man, you can't be an unknown person, who are you?"

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Tianlan Pharmaceutical.

Mo Chu came to the living room, opened the door and saw that the tiger was sitting on a chair with a cup of cold tea in front of him.

"Why are you here?"

A light of surprise erupted in the tiger's eyes, and he had been waiting from morning to now, if it weren't for the harsh training he had experienced, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

This is different from ordinary waiting, the more time passes, the more you can feel the passage of power, as if you are waiting for the verdict to be announced, and you have to wait for more than half a day.

"Mr. Mo said that he laughed, I'm still late!"

"What? You're here to deliver money?"

Mo Chu sat on the sofa, learned Qiu Ruoxi's posture, and also raised Erlang's legs.

It does feel good to do that, especially when you despise people.

The tiger killer hurriedly picked up the suitcase that was placed aside, and said, "That's right, one and a half million are here, you can count them!"

After opening the box, there were stacks of brand-new banknotes inside, for the tiger killer, in fact, one and a half million is nothing, as a killer, he has also accumulated a lot of money over the years.

"Yes, but I'm talking about 1.5 million US dollars, don't you look down on me if you take RMB!"

"What? are you talking about dollars?" asked Tiger Slayer in astonishment.

"You are also in the mixed killer world, don't you know what it means to sit on the ground and raise the price, of course, it is your freedom to give it or not, you can leave!"

At this time, the tiger killer wants to die, as a lone killer, 1.5 million US dollars is not a small amount, and it will definitely hurt the muscles and bones if you take it out, and you will do it for nothing for several years!

It's the first time I've seen someone shameless and upshit, but is it okay not to give it, if it's paralyzed, it's not money that can buy it back.

Mo Chu smiled slightly and said, "Of course, you can also choose to work for me for three years, and after three years, I will give you 1.5 million US dollars and give you detoxification, how about it?"

"Who do you want to kill?"

The eyes of the tiger squinted, as a killer, most of the time in a year is spent on vacation or training, after all, taking on a mission is enough to eat for several years, and he is not in the mood to continue to take on tasks without spending the money.

The killer is a profession with his head pinned to his belt, and when he has money, he enjoys it all in time.

"If you kill a few people in three years, you can pay 1.5 million US dollars, and it's not unacceptable!"

Tiger Slayer figured this out and agreed to Mo Chu's request.

"Okay, I promise you, but I only go out on missions three times a year at most, say, whoever you want to kill, give me a name!"

"Who asked you to kill someone, I'm an ordinary person now, the deputy director of the security department of Tianlan Pharmaceutical, understand?"

"Then you still let me work for you for three years?" The tiger's pupils gradually expanded, and a bad omen suddenly appeared in his heart: "Could it be that you want to ......?"

"Hehe, now in this world, being a security guard is the king, you stay in Tianlan Pharmaceutical as a security guard, I will directly mention you to the captain, and you will not owe each other after three years, how about it?"

The tiger killer didn't want to agree, but he pinched the handle in Mo Chu's hand, and now that he has discussed it, it is already very face-saving, thinking about it this way, it is not unacceptable to be a security guard.

"Okay, I'll be a security guard for you for three years, and you give me the antidote first!"

Mo Chu got up and patted the shoulder of the tiger, but the tiger only felt that his shoulder was sore, and he was pricked by a needle.

"I delayed the onset of the poison for you, and after three years, I will completely remove the poison for you!"

The tiger wanted to scold, isn't this a pit person, but Mo Chu didn't pay attention to it at all, turned his head and left.

Mo Chu went to Erniu's restaurant, and raising pigs is the first profession. After pouring the pig food into the pigsty, I went to the office leisurely.

Today, it was also a temporary decision to bring the tiger killer as a security guard, since the tiger killer is a killer, then as a security guard, he will definitely know how to prevent it, however, Tianlan Pharmaceutical is so big, it is definitely not possible to kill the tiger alone.

It is unrealistic to transfer people from the temple, although he is the master of the temple, but the temple is essentially a killer organization, don't look at the problem of forcing the tiger killer to be a security guard, if you let the killers affiliated with the temple organization be the security guard, those old guys will definitely take the opportunity to find trouble.

Mo Chu took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, and soon, someone replied with a message, the content of the message was a mobile phone number.

With the resources that Mo Chu has mastered, it is too easy to find a person's mobile phone number.

"Dut...... Toot ......"

When the phone was connected, a vigilant voice was heard.

"Who is it?"

"Hehe, eldest nephew, I'm your Uncle Mo, you've only been away for a few days, and you can't hear my voice?"

After Mo Chu finished speaking, the other end of the phone fell silent, but the sound of heavy breathing could be heard through the mobile phone.

Although the other party was silent, Mo Chu still didn't care, and said, "Big nephew, I need some manpower here, can you come over and help me?"

"Mo ...... Uncle Mo, don't lie to me, with your identity, how can you use me to help you?"

"Haha, Wang Liang, didn't I become the minister of the Ministry of Security, I need some manpower, you are also from Huaxia, I don't want to be able to return to Huaxia for the rest of my life, what do you think?"