After three rounds of wine and five flavors, I burped hard, and I couldn't help but admire his appetite when I saw that Lao Mo was still pulling into the shark fin soup. Three-quarters of the dishes on this large table went into his stomach, and it was difficult for him to be at this age. Boss Sun didn't have much appetite for this, just ate two bites casually, and kept watching me and Lao Mo put down chopsticks the whole time, and he just shook it around with a glass of red wine.

When there was no place for chopsticks on the table, Lao Mo stopped his mouth, called the waiter to get a few toothpicks with him, and said while picking his teeth: "Boy, I forgot to take the things I left at the door of your community, and I can count on that little thing today." I understood what Lao Mo meant, he said it was a magic weapon in the commissary at the entrance of the community, and I got up from the chair at that moment. Just as he was about to go to get those magic weapons, Boss Sun came to his senses, and he hurriedly asked, "Daoist Mo, if you need anything, just mention it, what is this little brother going to get something?" Iron Head!"

What iron head? Just when I was wondering, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a large man of nearly two meters walked in from the outside. I saw that he had a big bald head, as if he had been waxed, and it would reflect under the light of the private room. The tendons and flesh of his body are wrapped in a pitch-black suit, and looking at the way he walks and the suit is tight, he knows that he is a tough guy at a glance.

"Boss, what do you command?" After the big man entered the room, his eyes were on Boss Sun's body from beginning to end, and he didn't look at me and Lao Mo, as if we were air. Boss Sun didn't pay attention to his subordinates, but smiled at me and said, "Little brother, just tell him where you want to go, don't be polite, just call him an iron head."

I laughed at Boss Sun, this iron-headed brother is not a good stubble at first glance, I have to tilt my head to talk to him, where do I dare to instruct him? Just when I was about to say a few polite words to Boss Sun and wanted to go back by myself, the iron head had already turned around and walked towards the outside of the private room.

"Boy, what are you doing in a daze? Get things done early and go back to rest early, and don't forget that you're flying to the capital tomorrow morning. After Lao Mo finished speaking, he ignored me, turned around and shouted outside the door of the private room. It's still the male waiter, Lao Mo asked for the menu, and continued to order a few dishes, just by hearing the name, you know that it is not cheap. When I walked to the door of the private room, I happened to hear Lao Mo say: "Pack all these and send them to the inpatient department of the First People's Hospital, and record them on Boss Sun's account......"

When I reached the door of the hotel, the big man named Iron Head was gone, and when I looked around for him, a black sedan slowly stopped in front of me. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, and it wasn't until the window glass of the driver's seat of the sedan was lowered that I realized who else could the big man sitting in it be if he wasn't an iron head?

Before I got into the car, I deliberately kept an eye on it, went around to the back of the car and looked at the license plate, and saw a big B letter in the middle of the license plate, and a pair of silver wings on both sides. At that time, I also sighed, this rich man will really enjoy, not to mention Bentley when he is so big, I haven't even sat in a car a few times, and the limited number of times I still rubbed my classmate's father's Land Cruiser home.

After getting into the car, Tietou still looked like he was not close to the living, and asked without looking back, "Where are you going?" I originally wanted to be polite to this buddy, but the words that had come to my lips were squeezed back by his two words, and finally I had to report the address of my community.

After taking Lao Mo's guy, the big man took me to set off again, but this time he didn't drive to the road he came from, but turned around and drove on the Ring Road. What kind of situation is this, did Lao Mo set me up and let me hold his dick alone and find that female ghost to fight alone? Just when my face was a little wrong, the big man glanced at me in the rearview mirror and took the initiative to say, "Boss, they've gone home."

After more than half an hour, our luxury car drove into the Dihao Garden, known as the richest villa area in Jianghai City. After walking around the villa area for a minute, I stopped in front of a villa that was a little ridiculously large. It is said to be a villa, but it is actually the size of a small manor, with a large garden and an open-air swimming pool. Even if this is a suburb of Jianghai, but such a large piece of land, it is estimated that it will not be able to go down without tens of millions.

When I entered the villa, I found that Lao Mo was already leisurely drinking tea there, and he was constantly pointing to different corners of the house with Boss Sun, as if he was talking about feng shui. After seeing me come in, Boss Sun politely beckoned me to take a seat, personally poured me a cup of tea, and pointed to the refreshments on the tea table and said: "This is a Cantonese refreshment freshly airlifted from Guangdong, little brother can try it."

My first reaction was to be stunned for a moment, can you still leave something for me where Lao Mo is there? When I saw that there were already three or four plates piled up on the tea table in front of Lao Mo, I understood. Just as I grabbed a piece of turquoise dim sum and just took a bite, Lao Mo suddenly said, "Boss Sun, let your subordinates take down the painting."

Boss Sun nodded and glanced at the bodyguard beside him, and two minutes later, the bodyguard trotted over with Boss Sun's "baby". Originally, Boss Sun was still talking and laughing with us in the last second, but as soon as he saw this ancient painting in the next second, a cold sweat broke out on Boss Sun's forehead, and his buttocks moved a few times intentionally or unintentionally, distancing himself from his bodyguard.

At the suggestion of Boss Sun, the bodyguard handed the ancient painting to Lao Mo, and after taking the ancient painting, Lao Mo was not in a hurry to unfold it. Instead, he took out a slender stick wrapped in oiled paper from his satchel, and after unfolding the oiled paper, it revealed a long purple-black incense inside.

I haven't seen the incense in Lao Mo's hand, although I am very curious, but in front of so many people, I am not embarrassed to ask Lao Mo. Then Lao Mo groped around on his body again, I knew what he was looking for, after he gave me the match in the morning, I was ashamed and threw it at home. At that moment, I took out a lighter from my pocket (I bought it when I went to the commissary to pick up Lao Mo's things) and handed it to Lao Mo.

After Lao Mo lit the purple-black incense, his eyes stared directly at the white smoke coming out of the incense. Seeing this white smoke drifting up slowly, Lao Mo Zhi frowned, and after almost half a minute, the white smoke still did not change.