"Oh..." Mo Di was about to keep him, but Li Shier suddenly turned around and pointed out of the door: "Look at the sun, it's falling."

Mo Di was shocked and hurriedly bowed deeply: "Give me a gift to the envoy who holds the gold."

No matter how much unwilling you are or how much dissatisfied you are, you have to swallow it back.

If Mo's youngest son is killed due to his negligence, then Mo's enemy will never be able to gain a foothold in Mo's vein in the future!

As an elder, he enjoys all the glory and wealth of the world.

He also cares about feathers very much.

"Miss Fu, the person who holds the pulse will visit him in person at night!" Mo Di raised his head and looked at Fu Siyao, who was expressionless, with a hint of threat in his tone: "It was born from the same root, why are we too anxious to fight each other!"

"Walk!"

After saying that, he swung his sleeves suddenly and led the disciples of the Mo Mai to leave in a panic.

When we come, the wind is born.

When leaving, run away with your head in your arms.

"Elder, how could Fu Siyao have something to do with the Emperor's vein?" Fu's family courtyard was very wide, and the disciple of the Mo's vein walked on it and asked in a low voice.

No one expected that a good show that the original forced the palace was completely messed up because a strange man appeared.

"Wait until you go back and see how the person holding the pulse decides. The young master is in the other party's hands, we have no choice." Mo Di cursed in his heart!

In order to gilt his youngest son, Mo arranged for Mo Rufeng to participate in such a battle.

But who knows that the gold plate was not plated, but the layer of skin was poured out.

"This is a waste!" Mo Di couldn't help but curse.

"who?"

The disciples of Mo Mai don’t understand why.

"I!" Mo Di snorted coldly, leading the man into the black car, his face turned red!

Elder Mo Mai is extremely powerful.

But today, in front of his disciples, he was driven out like a dog!

"Set out! Why are you still standing there?"

Mo Di raised his head and yelled at the front driver.

"Elder, the car doesn't move!" The driver tried hard to step on the accelerator, and only the roar of the engine responded to him was the roar of the engine.

The car didn't move.

"Elder!"

The disciple of Momai outside found a clue and shouted through the car window: "Your wheel has been removed!"

"What?"

Mo Di pushed open the car door violently and got out of the car to look at it!

Suddenly, my face turned green!

Damn it!

Four tires, none of them left!

Even the wheels are gone.

"What should I do?" The disciple of Mo Mai asked for instructions.

Fortunately, Mo is not too far from the Fu family, and it is only an hour away.

Mo Di looked around and there was no one to repair the car at all.

There is no mobile tire repair in such high-end residential areas.

"Young Master's business is important." Mo Di took out his cell phone and found that there was no signal.

"Damn it! Go!"

Looking at his customized luxury sedan of more than 300 million yuan, Mo Di still felt a little distressed!

"Where is the car?" As soon as the disciple of Mo Mai asked, he was slapped in the face.

"Bastard! The life of the young master is important, but this broken car is important!" Mo Di clenched his right hand into a fist and ran towards the Liu family without looking back.

“Come on!”

All the disciples of Mo Mai followed Mo Di and quickly disappeared on the street.

When the man from Mo Mai left, Li Shier led Fu Tianwen to walk out slowly.

Behind the two, a famous master carried four tires.

"This car is my gift to you." Li Shier pointed to Mo Di's car and said with a smile: "I will not treat you badly in the future. Remember to take the license plate."

"Thank you dad!" Although Fu Tianwen had money at home, he might drive a high-end car from his enemy, so he was so happy.

This is called a trophy!

"I said, don't call me dad, you're not worthy." Li Shier sighed, and felt a headache when he remembered Leng Qingqiu running into his room last night.

The man rushed to call his father, and the woman wanted to be his concubine. Is this the disaster that Li Shier should have born with?

Just because of your super good looks?

shallow!

It’s not my fault that I look, so why do I have to endure this kind of pain for the rest of my life?

"Quick! Put the tires on!" Fu Tianwen walked around the car three times, laughing excitedly.

"May I ask, are you Fu Tianwen?"

Suddenly, a young man appeared at the door of the Fu family with an old man.

"Yes, who are you?" Fu Tianwen subconsciously retreated, while the master of the Fu family quickly stepped forward and looked at the two people in front of him with vigilance.

As masters, they can feel the aura of a strong man on the person who comes.

Top Grandmaster!

Even in the Fu family, there are not many such warriors.

A top grandmaster can become a overlord and establish a sect at will.

There is no need to look at other people's faces.

The boy in front of him was surrounded by a top grandmaster, and he must have an extraordinary identity.

Combined with the turbulent situation in Yongcheng, Master Fu's family had to deal with it carefully.

The boy was wearing a white suit, with a middle-parted head, and his black leather shoes reflected light, and he was pinching a cigar in his hand.

A dress that is expensive.

He put one hand in his pocket, and in his other hand, the cigar was smoking.

"Don't panic." The boy stretched out his hand with a cigar and gently pressed it, signaling Fu Tianwen and others not to be nervous.

"To introduce myself, Mo Rulong." The boy sucked a cigar, vomited smoke lightly, and smiled: "Mo Mai, the eldest son."

As soon as these words were said, the Fu family warriors were extremely nervous!

The young master Mo Mai was locked up in the Fu family warehouse. Is the eldest master Mo Mai here to fight to the death?

Or save people?

Or, if you want to catch Fu Tianwen and use this as a threat?

But Mo Di has just left, aren’t the two of them together?

"I'll repeat it again." Mo Rulong turned his head and bounced the cigar in his hand away. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and looked at Fu Tian with a smile: "I am here today to make friends."

In his words, Mo Rulong has strong confidence!

Obviously, only the young masters from famous families can have this kind of aura.

"Fu Tianwen!" Fu Tianwen took a step and stretched out his hand, unwilling to be outdone.

"Young Master, no!" The Fu family warrior looked at the two people in front of him vigilantly, and at the same time tried to stop Fu Tianwen from contacting each other.

"Old Yao, I, Fu Tianwen, is the first young master of Yongcheng. If you don't even dare to shake a hand, wouldn't you be laughed at?" Fu Tianwen snorted lightly and held Mo Rulong's hand with a smile: "What's the matter with Mr. Mo? I think, you just want to make friends, right?"

"Haha, Brother Fu is quick and easy, I like it!" After a brief shake of hands, Mo Rulong took back his right hand and inserted it into his pocket: "I'm here for Mo Rufeng."

"Mo Rufeng?" Fu Tianwen frowned slightly.

He hadn't heard of this name.

"Oh, that is, my younger brother whom you are detained." Mo Rulong said lightly: "History."

"Young Master Mo is here to ask for someone?" Fu Tianwen's face darkened and he was about to leave.

"Of course not." Mo Rulong smiled: "Young Master Fu, don't get me wrong. The reason why I didn't come with Elder Mo was because of my different positions. I came to ask my brother to die."

As he spoke, a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!