She paid back this life for Lord Monan.

This thought jumped up, like a possessed soul, and he couldn't shake it off.

Luo Xiao didn't dare, didn't want to think about it, he forced himself to put aside the idea of denial, he was always firm, the twenty-one year relationship between them could not be destroyed because of a half-way kill Mo Nanjue.

How can it be?

Yes, it's impossible, Xiao Ran loves him, even if Xiao Ran has the position of Mo Nanjue in his heart, as long as she returns to him, he is sure that she will forget it completely.

"The unworthy person is you!" Mo Nanjue pressed against Luo Xiao's waist, making him unable to move, and the man's raised fist smashed into his face, "She came out safely, and you can go in with your remnants!"

There was a sharp pain in his right cheek, Luo Xiao licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, he was not to be outdone, and he swung the same punch over, Mo Nanjue avoided it and was pulled by the collar, and hit it with a backhand.

In the empty hallway, two equally tall men scuffled together, and from time to time there was the sound of fists hitting their bodies, and the walls and floors were kicked, and occasionally there was the sound of bones crunching.

Both of them made a dead hand, pulling each other, and neither of them would let go first.

Chen An sat on the seat outside, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, it can be seen that the situation is getting more and more intense, and if he continues to fight like this, he must die.

When he got up and walked over, Mo Nanjue was pushing Luo Xiao against the wall, he smashed it with a clenched fist, Luo Xiao quickly turned his head sideways, and his fist smashed on the snow-white wall, shaking the wall ash and shaking it down, bang-

The man's knuckles instantly became red and swollen.

Mo Nanjue was as fierce as a lone wolf, Luo Xiao gasped, and when the punch fell, he could feel the walls behind him tremble.

The corners of their mouths were broken, and the blue and purple wounds were blurred, compared to Mo Nanjue, Luo Xiao was more injured, half of his shoulders were a little swollen, and the skin on his forehead was also scratched.

Seeing this, Chen An hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Nanjue's arm and tore half of his body apart, he knew the temper of a man, and it was not good to make trouble in the hospital if he went on like this, "Jue, I have something to tell you, you come with me." ”

"I'll talk about something later," Mo Nanjue's chest rose and fell slightly, and his dark eyes glared at Luo Xiao, "I'm not free right now." ”

"About this afternoon," Chen An dragged him and didn't let go, Zhilu said that only this name could make him stop, "Tong Ran's matter, do you want to listen to it?"

Sure enough, as soon as Chen An's words came out, the two men around him looked at him in unison, Mo Nanjue's eyes lit up, and the hand holding Luo Xiao suddenly let go, pushing him away hard, "Get out!"

Luo Xiao didn't fight with her, he took care of himself, straightened the collar of his shirt, walked to the side of the seat and sat down, his hands on his knees, and his head hanging on his wrists.

Mo Nanjue glanced at his calm and relaxed posture, his heart became more and more unhappy, he wanted to step forward, but thinking of what Chen An said, he still walked over, and there was a broken light spilling in at the end of the corridor, and the man narrowed the corner of his eyes, "What's wrong in the afternoon?"

Chen Anzhi said that he was angry in his heart, since he was a child, except for the people of the Mo family, he had never seen Mo Nanjue because of who had been angry, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over, "Han Qingqing's death, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"