Young Master's Beloved Baby

Mo Chongyan moved these people to a place he thought was the safest. Then he went back to the hospital and looked at Qi Shen: "Uncle Qi, I've settled them all." Qi Shen looks at Mo Chongyan and smiles. Then he pointed to the chair beside him: "sit down."

"Uncle Qi, what can I do for you?" Mo Chongyan looks at Qi Shen. Qi Shen sighed deeply, "Chongyan, it's really hard for you." Qi Shen's eyes are far away. A few days ago, I don't know how I leaked the news. Let people know the current situation of Qi Mingyuan.

The old foxes, one by one, wanted to come and see the wind. I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight.

"Boss, you're really clever." In the house on the outskirts of the city, there is a huge banquet. And those people, on the top of the suburban villas.

"Ha ha, that's right. I want them to enjoy the pain of dying one by one. " The man at the head is big. In his hand was a glass half full of red wine. The man's eyes are terrible.

"Boss, we're all curious. Between you and Mo Chongyan. " Although the man's words did not finish, but the surrounding people are one by one staring at the curious eyes.

The man turned to look at the brothers behind him. He looked up and swallowed all the red wine. "He and I still have Qi Mingyuan to live together." Say so, the man is ferocious smile again.

"Ha ha It's good that we can have a good fight. " Behind the brother door with the boss with a ferocious laugh.

"Boss, we didn't find Tan Yutong's hiding place." A man in black flashed into the villa and looked at the man standing against the wind. He bowed his head and spoke.

"Never mind. I didn't expect you to find it. It's too easy to deal with. It's not fun. " The man gave a cold smile. Shake the empty glass in your hand. Put your hand out a little. The cup just slipped out of the air. It fell to the ground and broke into glass.

"Boss, you dropped tens of thousands of hands." The brothers behind are laughing. The man called the boss turned back. The corners of the lips hang evil radians. "Brothers, let it go. I'm not short of money In an instant, there was a cheering voice behind him.

When the others went down and left the man alone, the man put his hands around his chest. Looking at the deep black sky ahead. "Mo Chongyan," the man called Mo Chongyan's name. Word by word, read out the taste of gnashing teeth.

"Oh," the man laughed coldly and sarcastically.

That night, Mo Chongyan and he Qishen stayed in the intensive care unit all night. But I didn't see any strange people or things. Mo Chongyan frowned. I don't understand what the other party is doing.

"Boss, I don't understand. What are you thinking? Why do you ask our brother to pick up the assassins for those people? " The man with a group of people want to go back, cold and pondering said: "so early death, too boring."

"Uncle Qi, the people outside just told me that they didn't see anyone entering the hospital." Mo Chongyan looks at Qi Shen and frowns tightly.