"Bring it in for me!"

The leading man, seeing that Jiang Xinying was caught, hurriedly said.

Immediately, several men in black dragged Jiang Xinying directly to a black car, and left here quickly.

"Moyang, you did a good job this time!

The leading man took out a packet of white powder directly from his pocket, threw it directly on the dirty grass, and threw it over.

The man's movements were very frivolous, as if he was throwing food at a vicious dog.

However, Mo Yang didn't care at all, his eyes were very bright staring at the bag of white powder, and his whole eyes became a little excited.

Picking up the white powder on the ground, Mo Yang opened it very excitedly, and then, the tip of his nose was on it, and he took a deep breath, and the whole person trembled, it seemed to be very refreshing.

"Thank you, Ninth Master!"

Mo Yang kowtowed to the leading man gratefully.

", boy!"

The leading man glanced at Mo Yang with disdain, and directly kicked him away.

At this time, Moyang, where is there still a little bit of dignity, the whole person is completely different from before, like a hungry wolf, staring at the bag of white powder very greedily, very excited and anxious to open it, suck it.

When Zhu Bufan came out of the toilet, he found that Jiang Xinying was gone.

"Where's this chick?"

Before coming to the running body, Zhu Bufan didn't find Jiang Xinying, and then he searched around, but there was still no trace.

At this moment, Zhu Bufan's brows couldn't help frowning.

Immediately, thinking of something, Zhu Bufan shouted, "Not good!"

The extraordinary reflexes and awareness made Zhu Bufan quickly feel that Jiang Xinying might have had an accident, and it was very likely that it had something to do with that Mo Yang.

After inquiring around, Zhu Bufan learned that just now, Jiang Xinying and Mo Yang went to the grassland over there.

Zhu Bufan did not hesitate and came to the meadow, but when Zhu Bufan came over, he didn't find Jiang Xinying.

Just as Zhu Bufan was about to leave, he saw Mo Yang hiding under the big tree, a little overexcited from sucking, and his body trembling slightly.

Zhu Bufan walked over directly and found that Mo Yang was holding a white bag in his hand, as if he was intoxicated, and his whole face was full of excitement.

"Where's she?"

Zhu Bufan was condescending, glanced at Mo Yang indifferently, and asked.

"Who the hell are you, get out of the way! Don't disturb Lao Tzu's good deeds!"

Mo Yang was sucking it well, and when he heard someone disturbing him, he suddenly scolded very unpleasantly.

"The girl I was with just now, where did you take her?"

Zhu Bufan's eyes suddenly became cold, his fists clenched slightly, and he made a chilling creaking sound, and his voice asked indifferently.

"What the hell do I know?"

Mo Yang's face looked a little flustered, avoiding Zhu Bufan's eyes, and he was very weak-hearted.

Zhu Bufan's gaze locked Mo Yang's eyes tightly, at this moment, from Mo Yang's panicked eyes, Zhu Bufan could basically judge that Jiang Xinying's disappearance was definitely related to him.

Taking a step forward, Zhu Bufan directly lifted Mo Yang up with one hand, looked into his eyes, and asked very indifferently: "Tell me, where did she go?"

Feeling that he was hanging in the air, seeing Zhu Bufan's very cold eyes, Mo Yang couldn't help but feel a little chilly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but then he calmed down.

In his opinion, Zhu Bufan is just an ordinary person, and he is a well-known flying car bully in the neighborhood, what can this guy do to himself?

"Let go of Lao Tzu, what are you, what if Lao Tzu doesn't say you?"

Mo Yang snorted very arrogantly, and his tone seemed very disdainful.

"Oh?"

Zhu Bufan glanced at him with interest and said, "Don't say yes! Okay! I'll treat you to a big meal today!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Bufan directly lifted Mo Yang up, and then slammed it towards the trunk over there.

Bang!

Mo Yang slammed on the trunk of the tree, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his mouth and back, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood, rolling on the ground in embarrassment, and a few teeth fell out directly.

"How's it going? Cool, right? Can you say it now?"

Zhu Bufan asked coldly.

"Dream on!

Mo Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Zhu Bufan fiercely, with a very arrogant attitude.

"Looks like you're not happy enough!

Zhu Bufan's eyes suddenly turned cold, he took a step forward, raised his palm suddenly, and slapped it directly.

Bang Bang Bang!!

Zhu Bufan's palm slapped directly and continuously on his cheek, the force was so great that his face was slightly deformed, bloodstained, and very tragic.

"You... What the hell are you, if you have a kind, you'll kill Lao Tzu!"

Mo Yang roared very frantically, and his tone was full of not afraid of death.

Bang bang bang!!

Zhu Bufan's eyes were completely cold, and then, his fist smashed violently, directly on the bridge of his nose and cheeks.

Suddenly, Mo Yang felt that his face was about to burst open, and a hot pain came, and suddenly, as if he had experienced purgatory on earth, he was in pain.

"How's it going?"

Zhu Bufan smiled coldly, his smile was full of horror.

Cool, cool you, b!

At this moment, Mo Yang was so angry that his lungs exploded, he was willing to be smashed to death by Zhu Bufan's punch, and he was not willing to be tortured like this.

This guy is a violent maniac!

"Dude, it seems that you haven't been completely cool enough! Come on, the old driver will fly you!"

Zhu Bufan's eyes were a little cold and terrifying, and Zhu Bufan had no sympathy for this kind of sinister villain.

What's more, Jiang Xinying is very likely to be in danger now, so Zhu Bufan must use strong means to quickly ask Jiang Xinying's whereabouts! Otherwise, this chick will be very dangerous!

"***, don't even want to know her whereabouts!"

Mo Yang roared with resentment.

"Very characterful, nice!

Zhu Bufan smiled indifferently, grasped his hand, and directly clenched it into a fist.

"Left hook, right hook!"

Zhu Bufan's fist slammed into Mo Yang's face, moving left and right, directly into his face, smashing hard.

When Mo Yang's cheeks were miserable and blood was flying, Zhu Bufan withdrew his fist and said coldly: "Tell me immediately, otherwise I will make you more uncomfortable than death!"

Zhu Bufan's face was full of indifference, and there was even murderous intent in his eyes.

If it weren't for knowing Jiang Xinying's whereabouts, Zhu Bufan at this moment might have sent this kind of garbage to hell directly.

"Hehe! You're going to kill me!"

Mo Yang glanced at Zhu Bufan with disdain, the corners of his mouth that were constantly overflowing with blood and his resentful eyes were raised, and he said very hideously: "Let me tell you the truth, if I say it, I will die... It's a dead end, and if you have a kind of killing, you'll kill Lao Tzu!

"Okay! I'll send you on your way!"

(End of chapter)