Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Wenshui." Zhuo Shuo came in with a solemn expression, looked deeply at Mr. Hei, and then whispered to Wenshui: "We found out, they are the same group of people who attacked my sister-in-law last time."

"Dark market killer?" Wenshui raised an eyebrow, obviously a little surprised.

Zhuo Shu nodded and whispered to Wenshui: "Yao Rong's birth is a completely secret event. No one knows about it except us. Now Yao Shengming actually comes and wants to attack her."

"You..." Wenshui turned around and looked at Zhuo Shu.

Zhuo Shu nodded and did not tell the truth. He stepped forward, lifted Mr. Hei up and dragged him out, saying, "Mr. Hei, even though you are a waste in my eyes, I still want to save you." you."

Wenshui said, dragging him into the car, stepping on the accelerator and driving away.

"Haha." Mr. Hei laughed suddenly, looked at Wenshui with complicated eyes and said, "Although the Hei family and the Xiao family are family friends, they are concerned about the power of the Xiao family, but you still want to save me."

Wenshui drove the car halfway up the mountain.

"Squeak." Wenshui stopped the car and strode forward when he saw Xiao Mohan's figure.

Xiao Mohan stood in the dark night, tall and tall, like a god standing in the dark night, guarding the heaven and earth. His aura was as powerful as ruling the world. He looked down at Wenshui and said, "Bring it?"

"Is it something you can't figure out?" Wenshui smiled solemnly and looked at Xiao Mohan in tacit understanding.

When the car door opened, Mr. Hei tried to get out of the car, but he fell down.

"Hiss." Mr. Hei got dizzy and got up from the ground. When he saw the figures of Xiao Mohan and Wenshui, he walked forward with a shaky body, looked at them and said, "I fell into the hands of the third master. Hei admits it."

"Please Third Master, please save Hei's life." Mr. Hei said, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. His knees weakened and he knelt on the ground.

Xiao Mo looked at him coldly and remained silent.

"Ahem." Mr. Hei kept coughing. Xiao Mohan stood still and stared at him coldly. He laughed deeply and said, "Yao Shengming, you let me go?"

"yes."

Xiao Mohan's black eyes darkened slightly, he lowered his head and stared at him, and said, "Since it's you who did it..."

"Everything has a cause and effect, and Xiao has no way to interfere." Xiao Mohan turned and walked towards the villa, with Wenshui following closely behind him, but he heard Mr. Hei's voice.

Mr. Black stood up, shook his body and rushed forward.

He gritted his teeth in pain, staggered forward, and said in a deep voice: "I am Yao Rong's...brother."

Xiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and remained silent, while Wenshui laughed out loud and said, "Zhuo Shu is still Yao Rong's man. It's too late to admit marriage now."

"Please." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. When he passed him, Mr. Hei fell to the ground and reached out to hold his legs, but Wenshui kicked him away.

"Pfft." Mr. Hei was kicked away and fell to the ground.

With the help of a light, he looked at his arm and tore the sleeves apart with force. The entire arm was pitch black, with a faint green light visible, as if he could peel off the outer layer of skin.

"Third Master, Third Master." Mr. Hei struggled to climb forward, threw himself on his knees, blocking Xiao Mohan's way, and said painfully: "I am willing to follow Third Master."

"If I remember correctly, Han is not short of people." Wenshui crossed his hands on his chest, turned to look at Xiao Mohan, and joked: "Are you short of someone to wash the toilet?"

"The system cleans automatically." Xiao Mo said coldly. The toilets and trash cans in his home are automatically cleaned and they never need to be cleaned.

"..." Wenshui twitched the corner of his mouth and watched Xiao Mohan strode away. ….