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"Huh?" Li Mubai squinted slightly, a thin orange light shimmered under his eyes, with layers of ripples, and the corners of his pale lips were slightly pursed and folded with a strange color in the middle of the night, escaping a little softly.

It's so interesting!

The man's face seemed to be familiar at some point, and it passed by......

"Mr. Wu!" Ms. Wu exclaimed, and regardless of her broken fingers, she rushed over and blocked Mr. Wu with her body.

Mr. Wu wore his hair loose, covered his face with his hands, and was in a trance, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Who! Who is it! Die, die! Yes!!! ”

His screams of sorrow were deafening, and every step he took on the ground was so loud that it cracked open.

Countless mud, trees, and snow fell into the cracks in the ground, and the scene was terrifying and uncontrollable.

In the residential building near the apartment, someone already felt the shock, rolled up the quilt and ran outside, shouting incessantly: "Earthquake, everyone, wake up!" ”

In this turbulent night, the cries of the common people were simply abrupt.

Ms. Wu took out a square scarf from her arms to cover Mr. Wu's face, and helped Mr. Wu to sweep into the distance, leaving a sentence full of hatred: "Li Mubai, you wait!" ”

Li Mubai stood on a patch of snow, his clothes stained with patches of blood, holding a blood-dripping dagger in his hand, and he didn't speak.

His dark tea eyes were covered with cold coolness, and he watched Ms. Wu and Mr. Wu leave, and then dusted off his sleeves, his figure froze, and the whole person collapsed.

"Hmm!"

Crimson blood flowers rippled out of his lips, surging more and more violently each time.

Li Mubai trembled slightly, stood up with his support on the ground, moved towards the door of the apartment step by step, sat on the steps and called Zhang Hu: "I was injured, call Mo Yifan, and the consultation fee will be ...... with him."

Before the words fell, the man was unconscious.

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Zhang Hu was making soup when he received the call, but when he was frightened, his phone fell into the soup.

His distressed mouth opened into an O-shape, and he hurriedly ran to the living room to find the address book, and there were words in his mouth, "Mo Yifan? Where is Mr. Mok's phone? ”

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In the early morning, the lights in the Mo family villa are quiet and the atmosphere is quiet.

Mo Yifan sat at the dining table for breakfast, and opposite him, sat his ice-faced big brother.

The phone rings, and an unfamiliar phone number appears.

Mo Yifan quietly glanced at the phone, thinking about whether to answer the phone, it may be a very important call?

At this moment, Mo Baichuan threw over with a word, and made a final sound: "Turn off the phone and eat with peace of mind." ”

"Oh." Mo Yifan bit half a piece of bread and responded with a slurp.

In the future, he insisted on buying a house to live in, saving himself from being stared at by Mo Baichuan every day.

This man is not his father, but he is super nosy! Sick of it.

Jingle bells.

The phone kept ringing, and Mo Yifan wrote down the unfamiliar phone number before turning it off.

Mo Baichuan drank half a glass of milk, wiped the corners of his lips, and walked out, "I'm going to work." ”

"Okay." Mo Yifan said happily.

"So happy?" Mo Baichuan raised his eyebrows, and the deep meaning under his eyes was intriguing.

Mo Yifan pushed Mo Baichuan out of the door and denied: "Where is it? You read it wrong. Go to work and be careful on the road. ”

Since Li Mubai's incident, Mo Yifan always felt that Mo Baichuan's attitude towards him had changed and he became too protective, which made him very uncomfortable.

Mo Baichuan was silent, glanced at Mo Yifan, turned around and walked out of the house.

In the yard, there were already servants who drove the car over, parked in the yard, and opened the car door for Mo Baichuan.

Mo Baichuan got into the car and drove away from the Mo family villa compound.

Mo Yifan waited until Mo Baichuan's car disappeared from sight, and then turned on his mobile phone and dialed the phone back, "Hello, who is it?" ”

"Mr. Mo? I'm Zhang Hu, come over quickly, our husband is injured and his condition is very serious. Zhang Hu's voice was very panicked and scared.

Mo Yifan was stunned, do you want to go over? If it was in the past, if it was known by Mo Baichuan, the consequences would be very bad.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Hu directly threw Li Mubai's words over, "My husband said that the consultation fee is up to you!" ”

"Really?" Mo Yifan's heart was instantly moved, and he ran to the room with the phone.

He seemed to see a lot of money waving at him, wow...... I'm going to be a little rich!!

Ten minutes later, Mo Yifan went out happily, he kept an eye on it and slipped out of the side door of the villa.

He was so preoccupied with making money that he didn't notice that a black sedan was following him not far away, always keeping a short distance.

And Mo Baichuan sat in the car, looking at a copy of the Liangcheng Morning Post in his hand, and ordered slowly: "Follow suit." ”

"Yes, young master." The butler drove the car carefully and seriously, completely confused.

He didn't know what the two young masters were playing, they were all his own family, and he didn't look for a daughter-in-law every day, and he patronized and played the drama of tracking in private, which was really uneasy.

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When Zhang Hu arrived at the apartment, Li Mubai was lying on the stairs outside the apartment, half of his body buried in the snow.

A young man walked like the wind, and suddenly floated past Zhang Hu, his steps silent, without a trace of it, only a stream of cold snow and sand.

Zhang Hu stopped in astonishment, surprised, "Ghost, ghost!" ”

He'd never seen anyone walking without touching the ground, not a ghost, what was it?

"Shut up! You're the ghost! Bian Qiu turned his head and glared at Zhang Hu and scolded angrily.

He had a face towel around his face, and he couldn't see his face, only two eyes could be exposed, and his eyes were as cold as knives.

Zhang Hu was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth and didn't dare to speak. What a scary ghost.

Bian Qiu took Li Mubai out of the snowdrift and shook his hands casually, not caring whether Li Mubai was injured or not.

He took out a red pill from his arms and put it into Li Mubai's mouth, and after Li Mubai swallowed the medicine, he waved his hand and threw Li Mubai towards Zhang Hu, "Let him rest for a few more days, and he should be fine." ”

After speaking, Bian Qiu disappeared from Zhang Hu's side with a cold wind.

Zhang Hu hugged Li Mubai, almost kneeling under the sudden weight, he looked at the figure of Bian Qiu leaving, and was speechless in surprise.

The strength of the ghost is so great!

But what did the ghost just feed Mr. Li? Is it poisonous?

Zhang Hu hurriedly ran into the apartment with Li Mubai on his back, put it on the sofa, and ran outside to fill two large pots of snow and wipe Li Mubai's limbs.

In such a cold weather, Li Mubai didn't know how long he had been lying in the snow, and his body was afraid that he would have frozen to death. If you don't use snow to wipe it, maybe the meat will rot a little bit, and the consequences will be terrible.

In the distance, Bian Qiu stood on a tree, watching Zhang Hu carry Li Mubai into the apartment, and then left with confidence.

No way!

Who made the medicine that her daughter-in-law fed Li Mubai before expired?

This mess can only be cleaned up by him.

Fortunately, the boss didn't know.