Bang......

There was a shocking shock, and the north shadow in the next room frowned, it must have been the uncertain Mo Qiye who had another attack.

The woman named Chu Qiao said goodbye without saying goodbye and touched the reverse scales of the seventh master. Qi Ye searched all over Mexico City for an afternoon, but finally came the news that she fainted on the side of the road and was rescued by a Bentley, and the license plate number of the car that rescued her was protected, and they could not find the identity information of the owner through the normal way of guò.

This is nothing, after all, manpower is not omnipotent, but what makes the Seventh Master angry is that with their current power in Mexico City, it has not reached the point of acting arbitrarily.

In the room, the shelves for red wine were toppled, and dozens of bottles of red wine fell to the ground, dyeing the floor of the red wine room a demonic red, and the liquid flowed through Mo Yao's feet, meandering like a stream.

Mo Yao was very irritable, and his black eyes shone with a violent essence.

He didn't respect her wishes, but he didn't mean to, he obviously drank too much, and she ran away without saying a word, not even giving him a chance to explain.

No, why did he have to explain, she was bought by him, he wanted it, and there was no woman in this world that he couldn't touch.

Run, dig three feet into the ground, and the master will also catch you back! The hand hanging at his side clenched inadvertently.

Broken woman, wait for the master, and see how the master catches you back and cleans you up.

The Tang Family Hospital, the top luxury private hospital in Mexico City, is truly a supernatural place to enjoy even hospitalization. Dean Tang Ze is not only a medical wizard, but also a genius in the medical field, and he is probably the only one in the world who can open the hospital into a private club.

Mo Yao shook the red wine in his glass, and looked at the man sitting opposite him with dark eyes.

Tang Ze has a typical western face, and his body is pure British aristocratic blood. Blonde hair and white skin, a pair of blue and clear eyes, a white Amani suit on his body is straight and slim, with an elegant smile on his face, and he sits on the sofa casually.

Tang Ze's blue eyes looked at Mo Yao's face.

Mo Yao will come, he is not surprised, but what is the matter with the two blood marks on Mo Yao's face? Who is so not afraid of death, dare to break ground in the face of Mo Qiye, who does not dare to be angry or complain.

Mo Yao didn't avoid his good looks, he leaned back in a black suit with an equally slender and straight body, half-leaned on the wine rack, and jokingly said: "Dean Tang, your hospital is not Fengyue Field, and it is both red wine and coffee, is it appropriate?" ”

Tang Ze chuckled, and the sun shone on his curly long eyelashes, as if he was plated with a layer of gold yarn as light as a cicada's wings, elegant and vivid. He didn't refute either, "The seventh master is here today, isn't it a special trip to evaluate whether my hospital facilities are logical?" ”

Mo Yao raised his eyebrows, moved his steps and sat down opposite Tang Ze, "I have something I want to ask Dean Tang for help." ”

"One bite Dean Tang, are you still used to calling it?" Tang Ze folded his legs and leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, deliberately ignoring Mo Yao's request for help.

Mo Yao's thousand-year-old coffin board's face sank, and he went straight in, "Say whether you can help or not." ”

Tang Ze put away his feet and leaned over, "You have to tell me something." ”

"Look up a car, find someone." Mo Yao said in a deep voice.

Tang Ze's blue eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and it was really blackened, but you Mo Qiye is looking for someone, when will it be his turn Tang Ze to help?