Mo Nanjue's eyes were still locked on the screen, the green tendons on the backs of his hands and hands appeared, and even his temples tightened.

It was clear that he was in a state of extreme rage.

Steward Zhou followed the man's line of sight, and when he saw the picture on the screen, his eyes widened instantly, "This, this is not ......"

Chen An walked over and stood beside him and asked an obvious, but very serious question, "Is this you?"

Steward Zhou nodded when he heard this, he didn't hide anything, because there was nothing to hide, "It's me." ”

Mo Nanjue's eyes were even more gloomy, he turned his head, his delicate handsome face was slightly sideways, and his voice was like a dark night Shura, "It's you?"

Steward Zhou was stunned when he saw this, he grew up with Lord Mo Nan from a young age, and knew that this was a sign of his anger, he was puzzled, "Young master, it is indeed me...... Did something happen?"

Mo Nanjue's hands hanging at his side began to tremble violently, he turned around, and when his slender legs stepped up, he stepped on the ground with heavy shadows, "You say it again, it's you?"

He walked up to Steward Zhou step by step.

The picture on the screen was frozen at the moment when the man in gray turned around, Mo Nanjue raised his hand and pointed directly at the face, "It's really you." ”

Steward Zhou frowned, he subconsciously took a step back, his steps a little staggering, "Young master, that's me...... Is something wrong?"

Monanjue's fists clenched and clicked......

Steward Zhou's eyes widened, and in the next second, Mo Nanjue suddenly grabbed him by the collar, and the man raised his big hand, picked him up and smashed him against the wall!

Bang –

"Young master!"

Steward Zhou's whole back hit the wall, after all, he was too old to withstand such a toss, and he had already begun to cough at this time, "Less...... Young master, you are ......"

"You ask me?" Mo Nanjue leaned over with a handsome face, he grabbed Steward Zhou's collar with one hand, and shook it off with the other, "You still ask me? I still want to fucking ask you, how are you over there?!"

"I, I'm just doing something......" Steward Zhou didn't know why, and he didn't understand what Mo Nanjue was angry about, "Young master, did I do something wrong?"

Monan Jue picked up a punch and smashed it into his face!

"Jue!" Chen An rushed forward and grabbed his arm, can Steward Zhou still live if this punch goes down, he pulled away Mo Nanjue, "Jue, something has happened, it's useless to kill him......"

Mo Nanjue's face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodthirsty, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the whole person took a few steps back.

Steward Zhou slid down the wall, he supported the ground with both hands, "Young master......"

Mo Nanjue stared at him condescendingly, and the corners of his mouth sneered, "You're just doing something, what are you doing?"

Steward Zhou actually didn't remember much, after all, how many years ago, he raised his head and looked at the screen a few times, and then remembered, "Yes, it's what Grandma Young Grandma told me to do......"

Mo Nanjue's face was gloomy to the extreme, and he clenched his hands tightly, "She commanded you...... Kill Tong Minghai?"

Steward Zhou frowned, and thought about it for a long time before he remembered the name, "Yes...... At that time, the eldest young grandmother said, because the young master was sent to the enemy's hands by the man named Tong Minghai before, and was seriously injured, although he was rescued later, it is impossible for the Mo family to count this account, so he sent me to China to solve him later......"

Chen An was taken aback when he heard this, there was such a story in it, he looked at Mo Nanjue, "Jue, you were sent to the enemy by her father?"