The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 450 Ma Jun Wants Revenge

"I'm going back now, but I can only stay for 10 minutes at most. The senior management of the group is waiting for me in the meeting room." After speaking, Mu Fanxuan hung up the phone.

When Yi'er heard that Mo Huasong wanted to call Mu Fanxuan over, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Master, I'm going out first."

"It's up to you, you can stay or go out." Mo Huasong said to Yi'er: "From now on, you can appear by my side at will, and you can represent me."

Since he wanted Yi'er to truly awaken the shadow birthmark, he had to trust her.

Now Yi'er has a shadow birthmark on her body, which shows that she has fallen in love with him as her master.

But to truly awaken, she still needs [-]% of her favorite.

But this is coming soon. Generally speaking, this awakening does not take long.

Yi'er hesitated for a moment, but still walked outside.

After a while, Yi'er put on her coat and went to the next room.

Not long after, Mu Fanxuan walked into Mo Huasong's room.

Mo Huasong said directly: "Lie down on the bed."

No extra words, only the storm.

Following Mu Fanxuan's exclamation of "Ah", the rest will be logical and will be a matter of course.

At first Mu Fanxuan was still angry, who did Mo Huasong think he was?

Do you come and go as soon as you call?

If he wants it, he wants it, and if he doesn't want it, let him go?This hateful man, I don't care about him anymore.

But there is a gap between reality and dreams. When they were together, Mu Fanxuan forgot to be angry again, and also forgot that there were many people in the company waiting for her to go back to the meeting.

And Yi'er who was next door was blushing, and she almost couldn't stand hearing it next door, let alone being at the scene?
Thinking of this, Yi'er was both afraid and ashamed.

When everything calmed down, Mo Huasong said to Mu Fanxuan, who was lying beside him and almost fainted: "You can go to the meeting."

"What? Mo Huasong, what do you think I am?" Mu Fanxuan said angrily.

"Didn't you just say that you were rushing back to the meeting? I also advise you that you can just ask someone to help you with full authority in the future. There is no need to keep yourself so busy." Mo Huasong said.

"Hmph, I hate you so much." Mu Fanxuan couldn't hate Mo Huasong anymore.

In the past, she still wanted to make a lot of money by herself and hit Mo Huasong hard.

But now Mo Huasong's family directly has ten trillion yuan. Even if she works hard for ten lifetimes, she may not be able to earn so much money.

To be honest, with so much money, there is really no need to work hard to make money.

Money is just a number to them now.

In the past, Mu Fanxuan thought about her poor health and worked hard to make her family's Mu's Group stronger and bigger. Even if she died, she would die in peace.

But now that the Mu's Group is not short of money, she doesn't have any goals.Thinking that in about two years, she will die, and I can't feel happy.

"Mo Huasong, can't you make me happy for the past two years? Even if you don't like me, you can coax me falsely." The more Mu Fanxuan spoke, the more sad she became, tears fell down.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die." Mo Huasong said firmly. "I've asked people to inquire about the Nine-leaf Heavenly Sungrass. They will tell me as soon as there is news."

Mu Fanxuan shook her head and said, "Maybe they won't find it within two years."

"It's hard to say. If I offer ten small black knives or equivalent pills, they will probably try their best." Mo Huasong said.

"What? 1000 billion—" Mu Fanxuan glanced at Mo Huasong in surprise.

She couldn't understand this man more and more, and when she thought he might like her, he seemed to ignore her again.

When she hated him, he spent another 1000 billion to save himself.

You know, 1000 billion can make at least 1 beautiful women like her follow him.

Mo Huasong nodded: "Yes, as long as they can find the Nine-leaf Tianyang Grass, then I can pay double the price. Money is not a problem, as long as it can save you."

"Why are you so nice to me?" Mu Fanxuan looked at Mo Huasong with emotion.

Mo Huasong glanced at her coldly: "How can I treat you well? I just want to save your life."

"What do you mean by that?" Mu Fanxuan was a little confused by Mo Huasong's words.

When Mo Huasong was still about to talk, his cell phone rang.

Mo Huasong saw that it was Pang Wenjun calling. "Is there something wrong?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Mr. Mo, I received a call from Ma Jun just now. He said that he wants to seek revenge from you. Tonight at twelve o'clock, we will fight in the mangrove forest on the outskirts of the city. We will not die or leave." Pang Wenjun said worriedly.

"That Ma Jun from the Ma family?" Mo Huasong frowned slightly.

"That's him." Pang Wenjun said.

Mo Huasong pulled the quilt over Mu Fanxuan's body, as if he didn't want her white body to appear in the air. "That useless man, dare to fight me? Don't you slap him to death?"

"Mr. Mo, don't be careless. Just now Ma Jun came to our Pangjiazhuang alone and defeated me and the ancestor. We are not his opponent." Pang Wenjun's voice was full of shame.

Pang Wenjun and Pang Xiangliang's martial arts have just been promoted to the strength of masters. They thought that Pang Jiazhuang would be proud in the world of martial arts in the future, and even super sects would not underestimate them.

But I didn't expect that before I was happy for a few days, Ma Jun came over and smashed the scene.

Just now Ma Jun injured dozens of people in their Pangjiazhuang, even him and the ancestor were injured.

"Are you sure it was Ma Jun who injured you?" Mo Huasong asked.

"It must be him. It's very strange. He can do martial arts now, and he's still so good? It seems that he has some adventures." Pang Wenjun analyzed.

Mo Huasong sneered and said, "Don't worry, I'll go find him tonight."

Mo Huasong never took Ma Jun seriously, so he didn't kill him.

The last time I just abolished him, I thought he was a useless person and would not be of much use.

But he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Ma Jun would be so powerful that he could defeat master martial arts masters like Pang Wenjun.

"Well, Mr. Mo, you have to be careful. Anyway, I think Ma Jun is a bit weird now. Obviously we can hit him, but the fact is that we can't hit him, and he was injured in the end." Pang Wenjun reminded.

"Don't worry, it's just a trivial matter." Mo Huasong hung up the phone.

Mu Fanxuan saw that Mo Huasong finished the call, picked up the remote control next to the bed and turned on the TV opposite.

There happened to be a live variety show on TV, in which Xiao Jie and a male singer sang a love song on the same stage.

They performed very well, and their affectionate appearance was like a couple.

"Hmph, Xiao Jie's reputation is getting bigger and bigger, and now Zhanhai City has to invite her to participate in major programs." Mu Fanxuan couldn't understand Xiao Jie.

That woman is just an actress, how can you compare with her?

Compared with her chest, she is not as big as her own.

Compared with money, she doesn't have as much as herself.

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