"Mo Yinghao?" Zhang Wuwu felt something unusual when he heard this.

This Mo Yinghao has been deflated in his own hands several times, even if he finds someone to bully, he will not be able to bully his own people, is there anything else he doesn't know?

Zhang Wuwu then asked the guy, and it turned out that it was similar to the last time.

The guy was originally from the eastern suburbs of Yecheng, and his family's land had already been expropriated, and his current residence was a house subsidized to his family by the land use unit.

Originally, everything had already been negotiated, and even the contract documents and so on had already been handled.

But yesterday, the old parents of this guy's family suddenly called and said that the off-plan house could not be paid, and the originally negotiated 14-square-meter big house would be replaced by a small single room of 50 square meters.

This is almost a hundred square meters, in a place like Yecheng, where every inch of land is gold, this 100 square meters of area can be sold for more than 2 million.

When the guy went home and wanted to find a theory from the relevant unit, he didn't want Mo Yinghao to block his way.

As soon as Mo Yinghao first met, he didn't even ask him what he was going to do, and he was beaten on his head.

The guy was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and his parents thought about calming things down, but the guy didn't agree, so he had to go to petition and find the relevant unit.

But who knew that Mo Yinghao seemed to have insight into all his movements, and stopped him halfway, this time, Mo Yinghao was not just beating him, Mo Yinghao even threatened to break his two legs if he dared to make any changes.

After Zhang Wuwu listened to the man's narration, he looked at the injury on the man's face, it was not too serious, presumably Mo Yinghao was a drunkard and did not mean to drink.

"Let's go, I'll go with you to have a look!" Zhang Wuwu smiled, pulled the guy and got into the car, and the driver's position was also him, which made the guy feel a little flattered.

Zhang ...... Mr. Zhang, I think, I think it's better to forget it, right?" The guy was a little apprehensive in his heart, although he knew that Zhang Wuwu's strength and power were not weak, but this Mo Yinghao was like a plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

As long as he is not disabled this time, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not settle accounts in the future.

"It's okay, don't worry, Mo Yinghao's kid is not here for you, he's for me!" Zhang Wuwu glanced sideways at the guy, and then asked the guy to show the way and went straight to his house.

Since Mo Yinghao took so much painstaking effort to lure him into taking the bait, he naturally couldn't let Mo Yinghao down, didn't he.

The guy looked at Zhang Wuwu's face and didn't care, and then he made up his mind, and then nodded at Zhang Wuwu, it should be his family's thing, he must fight.

After a while, Zhang Wuwu and the guy arrived at the building that the guy's family was temporarily renting, but it was as dirty, messy, and poor as ever.

It seems that Mo Yinghao can only find a sense of existence by bullying these poor people now.

Zhang Wuwu walked into their home with the pace of his buddy, but he didn't expect that the three of them only rented a room, and there was a table next to the two adjacent bunk beds, and there was a small electric pot on the table.

That's all they have.

Zhang Wuwu looked at the two old men who were a little sluggish, and couldn't help but step forward to sort out the meridians in their bodies, although this simple massage technique could not have much effect, but at least it could prolong life.

"Little abacus, let's go, go and meet that Mo Yinghao for a while!" After Zhang Wuwu said goodbye to the two old men, he pulled the guy and walked outside.

The guy's name is Bu Suan, and he has been in the Thirty-Three Heavens Gambling Village for a long time, and the guys inside have also begun to call him abacus, and because he has been malnourished since he was a child, he looks relatively thin, so the name of the small abacus comes from this.

When Xiao Abacus heard this, he couldn't help but look at him, "Mr. Zhang, I don't want us to find him another day!"

"What do you say?" Zhang Wuwu looked at the little abacus with interest.

"Then since Mo Yinghao dared to tell me so blatantly, as long as I want revenge, I can go to him at any time, and I definitely don't have the strength to take revenge, so I thought about it for a long time just now, and I feel that the person he is targeting is really likely to be you!"

The more Xiao Abacus thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was good.

And Zhang Wuwu listened to the words of the little abacus, but he couldn't help but glance at him in his heart, although this guy is not tall, his brain is still a little flexible.

"The person he is targeting is indeed me!" Zhang Wuwu looked at the little abacus indifferently, not taking this matter to heart at all, "In this way, you drive back to the gambling house first, and I will go by myself!"

"Mr. Zhang can't help it!" Xiao Abacus hurriedly grabbed Zhang Wuwu's arm, "I heard that the Mo family where Mo Yinghao is located seems to have fallen into the middle of the road recently, and Mo Yinghao is not a good stubble, I'm afraid he will ...... you."

"Don't worry! I have my own plans!" Zhang Wuwu glanced at the small abacus up and down, but he didn't expect this kid to have a little brain, and he has been treated as a thug in the gambling house, and he is really a little condescending.

"Mr. Zhang......"

The little abacus still had something to say, but Zhang Wuwu glared at him.

When he boarded, Xiao Abacus held his breath, turned around and walked towards the car.

Wait for the small abacus to go far.

Zhang Wuwu's figure faded a lot abruptly, until finally, he disappeared in place.

Shuttling in the wind, Zhang Wuwu can also cultivate, between heaven and earth, although there is not so much chaotic qi, but he can transform the agile breath into the chaotic qi he needs.

This is also a characteristic of the Chaos God Venerable Dafa that is relatively against the sky.

When I came to the empty building, I don't know if it was because the Chinese New Year was approaching and the staff had left here, or because the buildings here had become unfinished.

On the second floor, which is airy on all sides, a room made of simple wooden planks is filled with steam.

Zhang Wuwu lifted the plastic sheet that blocked the wind, and saw that there were more than a dozen people sitting in the room at this time, but there was no shadow of Mo Yinghao among these people.

When everyone saw Zhang Wuwu come in, one of them smiled coldly, "It's Mr. Zhang, you can make us wait!"

As he spoke, the man reached out and threw a dead log under his feet into the fire under a pot.

"Hehe, it's so fragrant, there is wine and meat here, you call me over directly, I'm afraid I'll have already beaten it!

Zhang Wuwu said, and walked towards the position of the soup pot.

Seeing that he was about to find an empty seat to sit down, he didn't know whose hand slapped a slight palm force, and directly pushed the empty stool into the distance.