Closing the ghost's hood and pulling the car keys from the car, Mo Li returned to the car and tidied up his clothes a little, and then drove the wind chaser to the top of the mountain.

When he arrived at the place, the expected cheering did not happen, Mo Li shook his head self-deprecatingly, and walked into the motel with Pei Wen in one hand.

Walking into the door, I looked around, and found that there were a lot fewer people here, probably because I didn't want to be involved in the dispute between the Zhang family and the Gao family, so I had cleared the scene in advance.

It seems that these rich second generations who like excitement still know how to protect themselves!

This is just right, so that Lao Tzu will not recognize people.

Mo Li continued to walk into the hall, and Gao Shijie's shouting was heard from a distance, and the theme meaning was only two words: "Pay back!"

Seeing Mo Li walking in, Gao Shijie's eyes suddenly lit up, and he greeted him with a smile, and said: "Mr. Mo, you came just in time! Zhang Zixuan, this guy not only doesn't want to repay the 150 million under our handicap, but they even turn a deaf ear to the gambling agreement, and they don't plan to pay it!"

We have a handicap of 150 million? Mo Li looked at Gao Shijie with a smile, you didn't bet on it?

Gao Shijie was looked at weakly, and hurriedly changed his words and said: "It was you and my sister who placed 150 million together, and this guy didn't pay it, even the 150 million principal, I didn't want it back!"

"Oh, what does this mean?" Mo Li looked at Zhang Zixuan with a surprised expression, and threw Pei Wen in his hand at Zhang Zixuan with a slight force in his hand.

Zhang Zixuan, who was sweating profusely, took over the wet Pei Wen, and asked with a panicked face: "Pei Wen, what's wrong? How did he become like this, who was it? Who beat him to a serious injury?"

After hearing this, Mo Li complained speechlessly: "Your performance in this play is so bad, even the lines are wrong, now the one on the ground should be called "Pei Yong", not "Pei Wen"!"

Zhang Zixuan raised his eyes in surprise and asked, "Pei Wen, who is Pei Wen? I was talking about Pei Yong just now! No, what did you do to Pei Yong? Let me tell you! If you make my driver three long and two short, I will not be finished with you!"

"Still pretending?"

Mo Li turned his head to the people present and asked, "Is he talking about Pei Wen or Pei Yong, you say!"

The people present are not from the Zhang family, they are from the Gao family, Zhang Zixuan said it very clearly just now, and everyone heard it clearly.

After Gao Shijie first said "Pei Wen", the other Gao family members also echoed one after another, but the Zhang family didn't know how to answer at all, and fell into silence.

"Look, the eyes of the masses, no, the ears are bright! Pei Yong is Pei Yong, Pei Wen is Pei Wen, do you think that you have found a twin to compete, and the plan of stealing beams and changing pillars can be perfectly implemented? Ridiculous! Childish!"

Zhang Zixuan threw Pei Wen on the ground when he heard this, stood up silently, clapped his hands, with an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and said indifferently: "If you want money, you want to die, how to Zhang Luo, you draw the road yourself, and the brothers will accompany you today!"

As soon as these words came out, a pessimistic and desolate atmosphere arose, and the Zhang family members present took a step forward, as if they were soldiers who regarded death as home.

"Yo, what does this mean?" Gao Shijie sneered, waved his hand at his subordinates, and the Gao family pulled out their sharp blades from behind them, revealing their edges, and the situation of the scene was almost imminent.

At this time, the crisp applause resounded in the hall, Mo Li patted his palms, and smiled faintly at Ji Kaijie, who was sitting in the corner: "What is the appropriate way to deal with the debts that were not repaid in the previous gambling contracts?"

Ji Kaijie, who was leaning on the sofa, raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Li, and then lowered his eyes lazily, as if he couldn't wake up.

"Ahem, Ji Kaijie has been poisoned by Zhang Zixuan!" Gao Shijie prompted with a dry cough.

Ji Kaijie's mental trance is indeed a sign of being hit*, Mo Li looked at him twice, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, Ji Kaijie, a bird with eyes above the top, was also calculated, which was surprising.

"Don't look at me! The tea you drank was with Ji Kaijie, Ji Kaijie was drugged, but you didn't, this means that there is no problem with our tea, don't just push the speculation without evidence on me!" Zhang Zixuan saw Mo Li looking at him, and hurriedly explained.

Mo Li looked at Zhang Zixuan, a stupid person, and felt a little sympathy for Zhang Zhiyao, you are so stupid, does your master know?

"Give me the phone, I'll talk to someone who can talk!" Zhang Zixuan was determined to play Laipi, Mo Li was naturally in no mood to talk nonsense with him, stretched out his hand to Gao Shijie, and dialed Zhang Zhiyao when he got the phone.

Who is the person who can speak? Zhang Zixuan's heart was beating wildly, and he asked in fear, "Who are you calling?"

"You're so wide!" Gao Shijie said.

"Of course I'm giving ...... Wait a minute, it's connected, I advise you not to interrupt my call with him!" Mo Li stopped talking and gave Zhang Zixuan a meaningful smile.

Could it be that? Zhang Zixuan swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and the index finger that touched the gold ring tightened again.

"Hey, Zhang Zhiyao, is it!" As soon as the name was pronounced, the audience suddenly fell into silence, no one dared to gasp, even Gao Shijie, who was nominally on an equal footing with Zhang Zhiyao, heard the name of this leader among his peers, his eyes were also much more solemn, the shadow of the famous tree, this deterrent power alone was enough for everyone present to calm down.

In a quiet study, looking at the monitor in front of him, Zhang Zhiyao leaned back in his chair and picked up the phone, smiled and said in a gentle tone: "I know what you want to say, I am willing to lose the bet, the total price of those two ghosts is 700 million, and the rest, I will enter the account in Gao Yuanyuan's name, what do you think of this way of handling?"

A top sports car like a ghost, whether it is a collection by yourself, waiting for appreciation, or selling it and exchanging it for cash, the price must be more than 700 million.

Zhang Zhiyao made such a concession, and his sincerity is not insufficient.

Mo Li had the intention of turning his face a little, but the money had not yet arrived, so it was not good to lift the table at this time, so he asked casually: "Do you know Zhang Zixuan's plan to steal beams and change pillars?" Since Zhang Zhiyao took the initiative to send it to the door, Mo Li would not be polite, beat the water dog, and make a fortune first.

"Is there any point in asking these questions now?" Zhang Zhiyao picked up the red wine glass in front of him, brought it to his lips, took a sip lightly, and said.

Mo Li looked at Zhang Zixuan, who was pale, and said with a smile: "Of course there is, if you can agree to such a clumsy plan, then wouldn't your IQ be as worrying as Zhang Zixuan?"