My iceberg smiled

Chapter 824 Who Tell You I'm Alone?

"How are you going to take people out by yourself?" Although seeing Han Mochen skillfully covering Dean Qi, Anan still felt uneasy.

The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, "Who told you that I belong to one person?"

Anan was slightly taken aback.

Is not it?

Han Mochen didn't say much, but looked at Ma Congliang again: "Is there any other exit here?"

Under the persecution of Han Mochen's eyes, Ma Congliang immediately replied: "Yes."

Han Mo Chen: "Where is it?"

Ma Congliang: "Exit this secret space and take the passage over the kitchen."

Han Mochen originally squatted on the ground to place Dean Qi, but now that he was settled, he got up and put down the white cloth on the dining car.

Perfectly shades the space below.

The young man looked at his watch and frowned slightly, "Let's go now. Follow the road you just said."

Ma Congliang: "Oh!"

From the moment Han Mochen appeared in this base, Ma Congliang didn't dare to ask who this person was.

However, vaguely, he felt that the other party had some temperament similar to his boss.

In addition, Master K brought it here, so he would subconsciously obey the other party's words.

Just when he was about to leave, the dumb man from before suddenly yelled "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Anan quickly stepped forward to help stop his hand, but fortunately coaxed: "Uncle Dumb, we won't do anything to Dean Qi, just take him to a better place to rest, knowing that you are here Lonely, I swear, before I leave here, I will definitely take you out of here too."

"Ahhh." Uncle Mute called again, still tugging at Han Mochen's clothes.

"Uncle Dumb, be obedient, huh?" Anan's hand increased a bit.

He knew that Han Mochen was in a hurry, and he was also afraid that this master would not be able to help hurt the dumb uncle, so he forcibly pulled the dumb uncle's hand off.

Han Mo Chen looked back at the man who couldn't speak for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Do you have something you want to give me?"

The dumb man nodded abruptly, then stumbled into another room, and finally came out with something in his hands.

Han Mochen had sharp eyes and a careful heart, and quickly saw that this was a prosthetic limb that had already been made.

The workmanship of this prosthesis looks very fine, and it looks ugly at first glance, but if you look inside, you will be shocked by the complexity and ingenuity of the structure inside.

Han Mochen understood in an instant that it was made for Dean Qi's amputated left forearm.

The dumb man stuffed the things in his hand into Han Mochen's arms, and then took out some small bottles and cans from his pocket.

It's all medicine.

Still handing it to Han Mochen.

"Ah ah ah."

Han Mochen glanced at Anan, and Anan explained: "These medicines are developed by Uncle Dumb himself. Over the years, the burns on Dean Qi's face were almost cured by this medicine. Uncle Dumb made them. The medicine is really very effective, and I have used it a few times when I was injured outside."

Han Mo Chen: "I asked you to take the things, I have nothing to hold."

Anan: "..." Damn.

Suddenly, he understood why Zhuo Qiu was so annoying when he spoke, probably because of his young master.

This young master Han is really good at calling people.

After Han Mochen put the prosthetic limbs on, he nodded slightly to the dumb uncle: "Thank you, take care."

Looking at this dumb uncle, Han Mochen felt familiar for no reason.

There was no time to think, leaving this secret space, they went straight to the exit.

(End of this chapter)