Han Changqing's hand slowly clenched into a fist, strode forward, reached out and lifted his collar, threw him aside, and raised his leg and kicked him.

"With you?" Han Changqing roared angrily and swung forward with a fist.

The president's face was deflected by him, and he originally wanted to hide, but Han Changqing was faster than him, grabbed his ear with his hand, tore it hard, and said in a deep voice: "I'm not done with you about this matter." ”

"Who fired the gun, who wanted to kill the old man, who else but you?" Han Changqing's angry voice was hoarse, and he narrowed his narrow black eyes.

The president struggled hard and pushed Han Changqing away.

Before he turned around, Han Changqing raised his foot and kicked from behind him, kicking the president to the ground, stepping on it heavily, and the president screamed a few times.

Three ribs snapped and broke at the same time.

"Ahh He screamed, was lifted by Han Changqing, and fell to the side.

His body hit the tree and fell hard, struggling for a few seconds. The bodyguards arrived, and Han Changqing looked like an enraged lion and put down several bodyguards.

"The surname is black, your black family has come to an end. Han Changqing put down his cruel words and strode forward.

Han Changqing walked forward, perhaps too excited, his chest was stuffy, which made him angry, walked forward, leaned against the wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Poof. Han Changqing's hand was clasped tightly to one side.

"Bell. His mobile phone rang, Han Changqing stood up straight, his back to the side, and after a long time, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the incoming call on the screen, thinking that he had seen it wrong.

He was very excited, and then he answered the phone, and before he could speak, Xiao Mohan's voice came from that end.

"Get back. Three words, and sure enough, I hung up the phone.

Han Changqing held the phone, knowing that the phone hung up, he still said, "Yes, yes, I'll come back." ”

Zhuo's compound

Xiao Mohan rushed back, the plane landed, he moved forward quickly, and pushed open the bedroom door.

"What about people?" Xiao Mohan looked at the empty room, which was cleaned up, as if no one had lived there, Xiao Nan and Gu Chuyan, asked for water, and Zhuo Dongyang was all gone.

He ran out anxiously, and the rain soaked his clothes.

"Ask Shui, Gu Chuyan, you come out for me. Xiao Mohan roared in the rain, almost wanting to flatten the Zhuo family's compound, and anger burned from his chest.

Although they are all for Xiao Nan's sake, if he really jokes with Gu Chuyan's life, he can't forgive it.

Xiao Mohan looked around, and the people of the Zhuo family seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, and everyone seemed to have disappeared, leaving an empty mansion.

On a rainy night, a white shadow squatted on the ground, trembling with cold, but did not dare to move.

"What about them?" Xiao Mohan stepped forward and looked at the little fox and asked.

The little fox squatted in the rain, his body trembling violently, and the little poor looked up, looked at him, clutched a box tightly with his paws, and shook his head.

"Whoa. The little fox's body trembled so badly that it seemed to think of something, and raised its paws, patted the box in his arms, and wanted to hand it to him.

Xiao Mohan wanted to leave, but when he saw the box, he squatted down.

"Is it her?" Xiao Mohan asked, and the little fox nodded and let go of his paws.

He stretched out his hand, lifted the little fox and walked towards the plane, saying, "Go back to Xiao's house." ”

The little fox shivered with cold, when Gu Chuyan handed it the box before, she was afraid that she would come back to find it, so it squatted in the rain and didn't dare to move.

With a "stuck" sound, the box was opened, and Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes stared at the contents of the box.

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