Tang Ze is a British nobleman, Mo Yao's best friend when he was in high school in the UK, classmates have classes together for two years, and they have fought together, and they have laid half of the country in London, and at the most glorious time, Mo Yao and Tang Ze walked on the streets of London, and more than half of the gangsters had to bow down and call themselves big brothers.

Later, due to political factors and family interests, the Tang family had a great turmoil, Tang Ze's father secretly sent him to Mexico in order to keep him safe, and later the turmoil passed, Tang Ze liked the life in Mexico, so he simply stayed in Mexico.

"Who's looking for?" Tang Ze was really a little curious, what kind of person could make Mo Yao Xingshi move the crowd to beg him.

"An Oriental woman." Mo Yao threw over a portrait of a human face, which he had printed out with a computer last night.

Tang Ze stretched out his hand to take the portrait, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly didn't leave a trace, and was replaced by a smile, "Wait for my news." ”

Sending Mo Yao away, two people of similar size walked side by side in the hospital corridor, one black and one white in stark contrast, black as Satan's evil and arrogant, and white as a jade tree.

There were a lot of amazing sounds along the way.

"Go back, I'm leaving." When he arrived downstairs, Mo Yao waved his hand in a dashing manner, leaving Tang Ze with a free and easy back, and turned around and got into the car.

Aston Martin's top-of-the-line limited-edition sports car, this man is really, he doesn't know how to be low-key wherever he goes.

"Walk slowly, I'll let you know if it's gone." Tang Ze naturally put his hands in his pockets and watched Mo Yao drive away.

As soon as Mo Yao left, the luxurious and atmospheric Bentley Yazhi rushed over from the main entrance of the hospital, and with an arrogant sudden brake, the car stopped steadily in front of Tang Ze. A tall, thin and white Chinese man jumped out of the car and greeted Tang Ze hip-hop, "Hey, Tang Shao, looking for me?" ”

Tang Ze was shocked into a cold sweat, but fortunately, Mo Yao took a step earlier and didn't hit it.

"Put your coquettish Bentley here these days." Tang Ze snatched the key from Zhang Xian's hand, put it in his pocket in Zhang Xian's surprised eyes, and took out a car key and threw it to Zhang Xian, "You drive mine." ”

"Why?" Zhang Xian looked puzzled, and watched Tang Ze open the door and sit in the Bentley driver's seat, and a foot of the accelerator disappeared from his eyes.

Zhang Xian looked at the Ford Raptor key in his hand with a look of disgust.

Tang Ze drove Bentley to his exclusive garage and locked it, Zhang Xian has always been flamboyant and high-profile, hoping that he has not been found by Mo Yao. After looking around, Tang Ze walked out of the underground and returned to the office with confidence.

Looking at the portrait left by Mo Yao, Tang Ze's warm face condensed.

How did she offend Mo Yao?

Summer in Mexico is also as unpredictable as the rest of the country, from sunny afternoons to overcast in the evening, and after dinner, the sky is already dark and the city is in the darkness before the storm.

Hurried footsteps sounded in the hallway, and a moment later, stopped in front of the door of a hospital room.

Sleeping in the room was the girl he picked up from the side of the road yesterday.

The girl seemed to have experienced a very unpleasant thing, her body was traumatized, and it coincided with her menstrual period, and the guide zhì body lì did not support and fainted on the side of the road. When examining her, the nurse found that she had multiple bruises on her body, some pinching marks, and some contusions, which made him wonder how intense the scene was to cause such a tragic injury.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck at the end of the hallway, and in an instant the light lit up the windowsill and reflected it on the windows that were not yet closed.

Tang Ze hesitated for a moment, then turned around and planned to come over and close the window.

Boom, a thunderclap resounded through the sky, and the raindrops of beans smashed down densely, and the raindrops chased by the storm rushed over the windowsill and splashed on the wall, and after a while, the corner of the wall was wet.

Tang Ze quickened his pace.

Suddenly, a scream drilled into the ears, and it looked particularly terrifying on this stormy night.

The voice...... Tang Ze didn't care about closing the window, turned around and ran to the ward just now, and the screams came from there.

Another flash of lightning lit up, thunder followed, and the sound of something falling to the ground could be heard in the ward.

Tang Ze opened the door of the ward, only to see that the room was messy everywhere, fruits and medicine bottles were falling everywhere, and the girl who should have been lying quietly on the bed for infusion was curled up by the wall at the moment.

Because of fear, the small body hugged together.

Is she afraid of thunderstorms?