The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 131 I Will Never Talk to You Again

Mo Huasong didn't take another look at Xiao Jie, turned around and walked out.

Mo Huasong was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and his mother asked him to watch Xiao Jie and not let her leave here.

Xiao Jie was so angry that she was about to vomit blood. What's not good about her graceful figure?

He is blind.

When Xiao Jie looked at the clothes above, her eyes were about to spit fire.

"Mo Huasong, come here." Xiao Jie yelled angrily.

"Why, what's the matter?" Mo Huasong thought that something was wrong with Xiao Jie, and walked into the bathroom.

"Ah, Mo Huasong, don't look, close your eyes quickly, you go out, don't come in." Seeing that Mo Huasong was still staring at her, Xiao Jie put on her nightgown.

Mo Huasong said impatiently: "Okay, let's talk about something quickly."

"Go and help me find some clothes, a small coat, a long coat and long trousers." Thinking of herself like this, Xiao Jie wished to beat the stinky man in front of her to death.

If he hadn't forced her to take that medicine, she wouldn't have been poisoned, and she would have discharged so much black stuff.

Fortunately, her clothes were all dirty and she couldn't wear them at all.

I don't know if there will be sequelae after taking that medicine, no, if Mo Huasong wants to trick her, and then give her that kind of CU medicine, and then he will do that kind of thing to her.

"Mo Huasong, I, I warn you, you can't do anything to me, or I will call the police and arrest you." Xiao Jie grabbed his collar nervously, fearing that Mo Huasong would behave like that to her.

"Okay, I won't care about your body." Mo Huasong couldn't help thinking about Xiao Jie's body.

"Ah, Mo Huasong, you have a nosebleed." Xiao Jie pointed at Mo Huasong's nosebleed and exclaimed in surprise.

"You are really small and brainless. I don't have a nosebleed, it's detoxification." Mo Huasong walked out in a little panic, and wiped the nosebleed by the way.

Xiao Jie called Wu Yuzhen and asked him to help bring a new set of clothes.

Wu Yuzhen said to ask someone to go out to buy it now, but the servants in the villa were coming and going, she suggested that Xiao Jie go to Mo Huasong's room first, and don't let others see.

Xiao Jie was right when she thought about it, she was too embarrassing to be in such a situation, so she should hurry to the room and hide.

So Xiao Jie went outside and asked Mo Huasong, "Hey, where is your room?"

"Turn left to the last room on the second floor." Mo Huasong blurted out, and then thought a little strangely: "Why are you asking this?"

Xiao Jie ignored Mo Huasong, grabbed the collar with her right hand and walked towards the second floor awkwardly.

"Xiao Jie, I'm asking you something." Seeing that Xiao Jie didn't answer his question, Mo Huasong angrily followed him upstairs.

When Mo Huasong returned to his room on the second floor, he found that Xiao Jie had already got under the quilt.

Mo Huasong glared at Xiao Jie angrily: "I warn you, I won't fall in love with you, don't dedicate yourself to me. Besides, don't think that you can get my family's money by being close to me."

Although Wu Yuzhen had arranged this room for him, he hadn't rested here yet.

"Mo Huasong, do you think I'm a money-grubbing woman?" Xiao Jie was instantly filled with righteous indignation.

If she was that kind of woman, as long as she stayed with those big bosses, she would at least be worth billions now.

"Isn't it? Now you see my family is rich, so you pester my mother." Mo Huasong sneered. "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Mo Huasong, get out, I don't want to see you in the future." Xiao Jie's tears fell on the bed sheet, and the mandarin ducks on the bed sheet were quickly dripped wet.

Seeing Xiao Jie crying very sadly, Mo Huasong seemed a little bit unbearable.

But he didn't say anything, turned around and walked outside.

"Woo, you stinky man, I will never talk to you again, I swear." Xiao Jie bit her sweet lips tightly.

Mo Huasong went outside the villa and saw Pang Yishan sitting in a corner practicing exercises.

When Pang Yishan saw him coming out, he immediately stopped and ran over. "Mr. Mo, are you so fast?"

"Pang Yishan, what do you mean by that?" Mo Huasong was in a bad mood, and immediately turned fierce.

"Ah, I didn't mean that. I mean—" Pang Yishan really wanted to slap his mouth.

A man is most afraid of others saying that he is not good or that he is a fast shooter. It seems that Mr. Mo came down not long after he went upstairs, and he himself exposed him as a fast shooter. How can he feel that way?
Mo Huasong snorted coldly: "You ask Pang Xiangliang and the others to come here, I have something to tell them."

"Yes, Mr. Mo." Pang Yishan ran to find Pang Xiangliang and Pang Wenjun.

Mo Huasong took a look at their current strength. Pang Xiangliang was innate in martial arts, and Pang Wenjun was innate in entry. The three of them are all innate strength now, so it should be no problem to sit here temporarily.

"I'm going to Mukong Sect and Star Gate, you stay here to protect the manor," Mo Huasong said coldly.

"Mr. Mo, don't you need us to go there with you?" Pang Xiangliang asked in surprise.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "No, I can go there alone."

"You alone?" Pang Xiangliang was even more surprised. "Mr. Mo, Mukong Sect and Star Gate are sects that have existed for hundreds of years. They have their own heritage. Let us go there with you."

Mo Huasong stared at Pang Xiangliang coldly: "Let me say this for the last time, if you want to continue to follow me, don't question my words, I say what I say."

"Yes, Mr. Mo, I was wrong." Pang Xiangliang had never seen Mo Huasong so serious before, so he hurriedly bowed his head in fright and dared not say more.

Mo Huasong walked towards his mother's villa, and his voice floated in the wind: "Don't worry, as long as you follow me faithfully, I guarantee that you will be able to raise your martial arts to the level of a master within a year."

"Ah, Grandmaster, am I dreaming?" Pang Xiangliang twitched at Pang Wenjun's mouth while talking.

"Huh." Unexpectedly, Pang Wenjun was prepared early in the morning, and immediately got out of the way, and Pang Xiangliang took the time.

Pang Wenjun said with a bitter face: "Old Ancestor, don't you slap my mouth every now and then, you are not dreaming, this is real, when did Mr. Mo lie to us?"

"Listen carefully. Don't doubt Mr. Mo's words in the future. If anyone commits another crime, I will not forgive him lightly." Pang Xiangliang reminded Pang Wenjun and the others.

Pang Wenjun muttered softly: "It seems that you have doubts, but we have no doubts."

"Slap." Pang Xiangliang slapped Pang Wenjun.

"Old Ancestor, what are you doing? Are you dreaming again?" Pang Wenjun was angry.

"No, you have mosquitoes on your face." Pang Xiangliang glared at Pang Wenjun.

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