Chapter 929: Run

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What Murong Cheng said was just a joke.

He has been the head of the Huo family for many years, although he has aroused anger and resentment, but his terrifying methods have made most people talk about him and be uneasy.

Murong Cheng is the life of a hero in troubled times. What is a troubled man? It means that the more chaotic the world, the more he can do something, and in a peaceful and prosperous world, he will be mediocre all his life.

Huo Zheng couldn't kill him with so many means, and it verified how arrogant Murong Cheng's fate was, and people in this industry were superstitious, and the mystery added a lot to his prestige.

Huo Jun knew that he was a small character, and he didn't dare to provoke Huo Zheng, let alone Huo Rong.

If Huo Rong appeared in front of him like a rat hiding in Tibet, Huo Jun might tell Huo Zheng, but Huo Rong swaggered in front of him and invited him to be a guest, Huo Jun really didn't dare.

I don't even dare to think about those thoughts.

When you leave, you see the president's daughter, how can you not recognize it? Recently, this daughter won the lawsuit again, and the news media are about to praise her to the sky, who doesn't know her?

Huo Jun saw the spotted python at her feet, and immediately remembered Huo Rongjian's crocodile pool, and he was trembling and his legs were weak!

I just feel that this couple is ruthless one by one, and they must not be offended!

That night, Huo Jun brought someone according to Murong Cheng's explanation.

The person was packed in a sack and thrown from the car to the gate with a clatter, and then the car left in a hurry at night, the whole process did not take more than a minute.

The bodyguard immediately told the steward.

The steward immediately told Mu Zi.

Mu Zi just fell asleep, and after being woken up, he didn't bother to get up, and weakly pushed Murong Cheng beside him to take a look.

Murong Cheng got up and got dressed, and said, "Huo Jun has sent me a gift." ”

"What kind of gift do you give in the middle of the night......" Mu Zi muttered with her eyes closed.

Murong Cheng bent down to kiss her, turned around and went out.

Mu Zi continued to sleep on the bed, but she felt that something was wrong when she fell asleep, and her mind gradually cleared up a little, so she quickly put on a piece of clothing and got up to chase after Murong Cheng.

In the middle of the night, what gift did Huo Jun come to give? Will there be fraud?

Mu Zi is not afraid of anything else, but she is afraid that something will happen to Murong Cheng!

The man in front was tall and long-legged, and when Mu Zi caught up with him, he had already arrived at the gate.

The cylindrical street lamps are towering and bright, illuminating the roses and climbing vines on both sides of the bright green, and the flat road in front of the courtyard gate is even more snow-white.

In the middle of the road lay an earthy yellow sack, which squirmed a few times from time to time, but there was no sound.

The bodyguard untied the sack, revealing an old man whose mouth was tightly gagged by the cloth, unable to speak, only a pair of eyes that kept rolling and looking very restless.

When the old man saw Murong Cheng, he was stunned at first, and then his eyes widened in horror, and he struggled desperately to escape despite the fact that his hands and feet were tied.

Murong Cheng grabbed his back collar with one hand and dragged him directly into the courtyard.

Mu Zi followed Murong Cheng and finally recognized who this person was.

"Old Ghost Huang?!" Mu Zi pulled Murong Cheng's sleeve, "He's Old Ghost Huang!" ”

The twig-twig iron door behind him closed and locked.

Murong Cheng let go of his hand, and Old Ghost Huang's body suddenly fell on the bluestone brick pavement, and his head slammed into each other.

Murong Cheng pulled out the cloth from Huang Laogui's mouth, and stepped forward to kick it with two feet.

"Run, you can keep running if you have the ability! In the end, it didn't fall into my hands! Murong Cheng's eyes were full of gloom.

He hated being played the most in his life, Huang Lao Ghost did something bad, rolled up the gold and ran away, which can be said to be a taboo for Murong Cheng.

Old Ghost Huang grinned in pain, and the fat on his face trembled, "Ouch, spare your life!" Be merciful! At the beginning, I said that I was only 30% sure! You know that, too! ”

Murong Cheng sneered: "Then what are you running?" I think you know you're going to fail, so you're ready to sneak away! ”

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