Chapter 570: Unspeakable

"Cold, I'm about to suffocate Ben Shao!" asked Shui Chong stepped forward, looked at Xiao Mohan excitedly, and didn't almost hang on his body: "How is it? Jincheng has not been peaceful recently, isn't it time for Ben Shao to make a move?"

Han Changqing crossed him, and after Xiao Mohan got into the car, he said to him, "Keep up." ”

Asked the water to listen, excited to drive a sports car to follow.

"Master, what's wrong?" Han Changqing looked at him holding his mobile phone, his face was not very good, and he asked with concern.

Xiao Mohan rubbed his temples with a headache, leaned back on the chair, and said, "My grandfather, ran away." ”

"....." Han Changqing listened, drove the car seriously, and whispered: "He is an old man, and he is getting more and more lively." ”

Xiao Mohan was silent, only to see a number calling.

"Is it him again?" Xiao Mohan looked at the number, it had been written off for almost ten years, and that person had also been dead for more than ten years, and now he was actually ......

The number was reused, and it was him who asked Gu Chuyan to meet last time.

"Master. Han Changqing called him in a low voice.

Xiao Mohan was decisive and pressed the missed call.

He set his phone aside, a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, touched the back of his right hand with his fingertips, and whispered, "The game is about to begin." ”

Using the numbers of people who have been dead for more than ten years, they began to play this game repeatedly.

"Squeak. A luxurious road, parked horizontally in the middle of the road, blocking Xiao Mohan's driver's seat, Han Changqing clasped the steering wheel with his hand and turned his head to look at Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Mohan closed his eyes and was completely unmoved.

"Master, it's surnamed Hei. Han Changqing said.

"Hmm. Xiao Mohan responded, he reached out and pushed the car door, turned around and got out of the car.

He turned, strode forward, and walked forward.

Xiao Mohan is tall, his posture has its own wind, the cold wind blows around him, blowing up his long coat, and the morning sun is just shining on his body, like a morning star, which is magnifying the light.

With a "click", the door of the RV was opened, and the tall and thin figure of the president appeared.

He endured the wound in his abdomen, took a big stride, but the wound was involved, his face was in the sun, but his smile was gloomy, especially the light flashing in his black eyes, as if he wanted to remove everything that was in his way.

"Third master. "Your Excellency the President caught up.

Xiao Mohan strode forward, and when he heard his voice, his footsteps stopped, but he didn't look back.

He raised his wrist, looked at the time, touched the diamond watch with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, I don't know what is the matter with calling me?"

The president panted and ran forward, the wound on his abdomen was torn up, blood seeped out, and the black clothes were wet, but he did not dare to say anything.

"Third master, Hei has something to ask for. ”

Xiao Mohan lowered his head, his silent black eyes swept over his face, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The President stood there respectfully, bowed slightly, like a servant, and whispered: "Last time, Zhuo Song was playful and gave me a little injury, but now the poison is in the body, some... It's hard to speak, and I hope that the third master will raise his noble hand and give the antidote to Hei. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Mohan frowned, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Zhuo Song, may I ask about the medicine on my family Ah Zhuo, but you ordered it?" Xiao Mohan's voice was cold, but there was an inexplicable momentum.

"Third master, Hei will never dare to hurt the people around you, besides... Hei has been unwell recently, and he only had surgery last night. The president's face turned whiter and whiter.

He was hunched over, his wounds ripped open, blood soaking his fingertips, dripping from them to the ground.

The "dripping" blood stained the clean ground with color.

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