Mo Ming carried Qi Miao straight to the hospital, he was seriously injured, and he had to be treated professionally, if there were any sequelae left, it would be terrible, and when he arrived at a private hospital, the doctor looked at Qi Miao's injury, and asked suspiciously.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mo Ming could only block his mouth with money, and the doctor's eyes lit up when he heard the word money, and he didn't ask more, and directly arranged a professional rescue treatment course for Qi Miao, and also arranged a single ward.

Money can make ghosts grind, and ghosts can be bought, not to mention a person, although doctors are saints, but unfortunately in society now, medical ethics are corrupted, and there are too many snobbs who see money.

After Qi Miao was professionally treated, he was transferred to a single ward, the doctor said that his injuries were too serious and needed a period of recuperation to recover, Mo Ming took out a sum of money to the doctor, which was regarded as the cost of hospitalization and finding a good nurse to take care of him.

When the doctor saw so much money, he immediately agreed, and he didn't say a word of nonsense, and Mo Ming didn't bother to pay attention to it, after the matter of Qi Miao was done, there was no need for him to stay here, even if he left the hospital.

went straight back to the hotel, it was not too early, Mo Ming finished bathing, threw himself on the bed and fell asleep with his head covered.

As soon as it was dawn, Mo Ming was full of energy, and after washing, he watched the situation at the headquarters of the Little Youth Association through the binoculars for a while, and found nothing abnormal, so he put on his clothes and went out.

Now He Yunsong's whereabouts are still unknown, Mo Ming thought about going to Yang Fan to inquire about the news, if Zhuge Sheng is really dead, then the person in charge of the overall situation can only be Yang Fan, if there is any news about He Yunsong from the Xiaoqing Society, Yang Fan must be the first to know.

Mo Ming went to Yang Fan's territory for a few days, but he couldn't find Yang Fan's figure at all, so in desperation, he directly arrested a little brother of Yang Fan, and only after asking did he know that Yang Fan's recent whereabouts were also reported, and he had never appeared on the territory at all.

After asking, Mo Ming killed the little brother, and if he left him, his whereabouts would be leaked, Mo Ming didn't want the people of the Xiaoqing Association to know his news now, if you want to blame him, blame him for his bad luck, but he met Mo Ming!

"Yang Fan shouldn't have something wrong, right?"

After Mo Ming returned to the hotel, he couldn't help but think, first Jun Qiye was killed, and then He Yunsong became a traitor, that night, Zhuge Sheng was assassinated and died, and now the only person who can preside over the overall situation Yang Fan has not been seen for a long time, as if there is a huge conspiracy shrouded in it, which makes Mo Ming can't help but have some worries.

"I'll go to the headquarters of the Little Youth Association tonight, maybe I can get some answers inside." Mo Ming made up his mind, so he didn't think about these things anymore, and he couldn't think through it anyway, so why waste so much energy to guess?

……

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Mo Ming left the hotel wearing a black windbreaker with a hat, and went directly to the headquarters of the Xiaoqing Association, bypassing the gate and going to the side wall.

After looking around, no trace of anyone was found, Mo Ming took out a prepared mask from his pocket, and after putting it on, he put on a windbreaker and hat, and the whole person was wrapped in clothes, only the nose and eyes were exposed, and it was difficult for people who didn't know Mo Ming to recognize it at once.

After a good time, Mo Ming took a few steps back, sprinted a short distance, jumped up, grabbed the wall with both hands, kicked his right foot, and the whole person drew a perfect arc in the air, and landed safely in the courtyard.

Mo Ming had observed before that at this point in time, the guards' monitoring of this direction was very weak, and this location was a blind spot for the camera, so Mo Ming sneaked into the courtyard quietly.

"Look around first, you might find some useful clues." Mo Ming didn't really know the specific structure of the courtyard, and he didn't know what he could find in the courtyard tonight, but he wanted to try his luck and see if he could find something useful.

Just as Mo Ming was about to take a step, two junior brothers of the Little Youth Association passed by, and one of them yawned and complained, "Hey, what time do you think it's now?" Before the change, I would have been sleeping with my wife in my arms, but now I'm still guarding this place, guarding a fart, what's there to see! ”

"Don't complain, the Xiaoqing Club has not been very peaceful recently, the former dragon leader was killed by the traitor He Yunsong a few days ago, and then the dragon leader Zhuge Sheng was assassinated again, Boss Yang Fan said, we must strengthen the garrison, if there is any mistake, kill it!" The other sighed and said.

"yes, what's the matter, I remember the night the dragon head was assassinated, it was the two of us on duty, right?" The first little brother who spoke looked around, and this time it was in the ear of another junior brother nearby, and said: "Do you remember, it's strange, I saw that Yang Fan boss had an accident after seeing Zhuge Shenglong's head that night, but what about the assassin?" There is not a single ghost! ”

"Shh The second little brother who spoke immediately became nervous, looked around again, and then whispered: "This thing should have never happened, if you don't want to die, it's best to rot the words in your stomach." ”

The little brother who was the first to speak swallowed his saliva, nodded, and said, "Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise, I won't be able to hold my wife to sleep, hey, let's go, patrol around, if something really happens, we can't afford it!" ”

After saying that, the two little brothers immediately went on patrol.

Although the two of them spoke very quietly after that, Mo Mingtong still knew what they were talking about.

"Yang Fan saw Zhuge Sheng, and Zhuge Sheng had an accident?" Mo Ming frowned, thought for a while, and secretly thought: "It seems that things are starting to have some clues, if Yang Fan didn't have an accident, then this matter has nothing to do with him!" ”

In fact, from the first day he met Yang Fan, Mo Ming felt that this person was very deep, and from his eyes, he could clearly see that he was ambitious, but Yang Fan was too low-key, as the boss of the Xiaoqing Association, he had been doing his business, which made people feel that he did not have much desire for status.

But after listening to the conversation between the two younger brothers, Mo Ming carefully recalled Yang Fan, and suddenly felt extremely terrifying, the sinister of people's hearts, if Yang Fan was really the mastermind of Yiqiē, then the depth of this person's city was really unimaginable.

When the two little brothers walked away, Mo Ming was wary of the surroundings, and then moved to the house, this house is only three stories high, but it occupies a large amount of ground, and the house must have at least more than thirty rooms, each of which can accommodate more than ten beds of one meter six, Zhuge Sheng occasionally lives here, so the equipment is also complete.

Mo Ming quietly probed every room, the room on the first floor carefully found several rooms, the lock was open, there was no one inside, they were all empty rooms, but the bed and table, the basic furniture was still there.

Mo Ming doesn't know who these houses are for, but since this house has a bed, it must be for people to live in, as for who to live in, then we have to find out later, this is not Mo Ming's focus tonight.

Originally, Mo Ming wanted to go up to the second floor from the stairs, but there was a camera on the stairs on the second floor, and Mo Ming could only climb up from the water pipe that was attached to the wall next to him, and when he reached the second floor, Mo Ming saw that there was a room with a crack in the door that was shining through.

Approaching the room, Mo Ming carefully put his ear on the door, and immediately felt bad, and took a few steps back, and the tip of an extra sword pierced out of the door.

"Damn, Lao Tzu guessed right, he is really a master of using a sword!" Mo Ming couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, if he hadn't reacted fast enough just now, the sword would have pierced his head, and he had escaped a catastrophe, Mo Ming knew that his deeds were exposed, and he jumped from the second floor.

Just when he landed, he immediately rolled forward a few times, unloading some strength, and Mo Ming was safe.

"Hmph, since you're here, don't go!"

Not long after Mo Ming landed, someone jumped upstairs again.

"This is my line, what are you doing robbing me of my line?"

Mo Ming smiled, but he didn't panic, he looked at the person in front of him carefully, his eyes were a little sharp, he had fiery red hair, a black tights, explosive muscles exposed in the air, and he was holding a long sword, the sword was black and dark, and there was a dazzling ruby on the hilt.

"Heh, anyone can say anything, but whoever dies later, then it's obvious." The corners of the man's mouth were slightly upturned, looking quite weird, and as soon as the words fell, he immediately became troubled.

The sword roars!

The sound was a little pleasant, but at this moment, it seemed to be a life-seeking music, heading straight for Mo Ming, and the speed of the long sword stabbing was extremely fast, like a flying dragon that flew straight into the sky.

Seeing this, Mo Ming's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, but his body was not stunned, and he immediately dodged to the side, the long sword stabbed into the air, the person snorted coldly, waved the long sword, the trajectory was quite weird, and several afterimages were waved.

"Wow, that's a lot of swords!"

Mo Ming shouted, the sword had already swung in, and the long sword was dancing fast, but Mo Ming's eyes were extremely sharp, and his body quickly twisted, dodging the attack of the long sword.

"A little skillful, boy, you deserve my seriousness!" When that person saw how agile Mo Ming's skills were, there was a hint of interest on his face, but the long sword in his hand did not relax at all, and the dance was even more violent.

The speed of the sword dance was too fast, and almost all the sounds in Mo Ming's ears were the sword sound that broke through the air, it was too passive to go on like this, and the consumption of the body was too fast, Mo Ming didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and his eyes became more condensed.

"Kick you!"

The corners of Mo Ming's mouth rose, his body quickly squatted, dodging the attack of the person who was slashing horizontally, taking advantage of the gap of the person's attack, he swung a fist towards the hand holding the sword, the speed was extremely fast, the action was coherent, the person did not react, and the hand holding the sword was smashed away by Mo Ming.

At the same time as smashing the opponent's long sword, Mo Ming jumped up with a flying leg and bombarded the person's lower abdomen, but the person didn't have time to block, and the lower abdomen was kicked by Mo Ming, and his body retreated.

If it was normal, this time was the time to chase after the victory, but alone in the tiger's den, Mo Ming didn't dare to stay longer, and after repelling that person, Mo Ming pulled out a pistol from his pocket.

Seeing this, the man's face changed, and he quickly ducked to the side, and just as he moved out, a gunshot rang out, and an extra bullet appeared on the tree behind him.

"Lao Tzu went first!"

Mo Ming laughed, then jumped up to the wall on the side, climbed over the wall and was about to leave, countless gunshots immediately rang out behind him, and the little brother of the Xiaoqing Association rushed to hear the wind, but unfortunately Mo Ming had retreated safely.

"Brothers, let's chase it!" The people of the Little Youth Association are going to chase after it.

"No need, just rely on you idiots, you will be sent to death if you catch up!" The man holding the sword said in a cold voice, then looked in the direction where Mo Ming left, there was a hint of murder in his eyes, and said, "No matter who you are, if it falls into my hands next time, you will wait to die!" ”