The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Bo Yan got used to it early in the morning.

When Nan Jiaojiao was around, that boy never saw him in his eyes.

"Didn't you find out any information about your grandpa?"

Yan Chi straightened his expression and said, "He only informed me that Brother Jian has lost contact. I have been looking for him for almost two days. There is still no news at this time. There is probably something wrong and I have to go there."

The Yan family's network of contacts is not low. Yan Chi has used almost all the people he can use, including Bo Yanqing's people.

He was really worried.

Bo Yanqing handed him a cigarette, "Do Li Jian's people recognize you?"

"Yes, many of his people were brought out by me back then. Although the owners have changed, the friendship is still there. I haven't contacted them rashly for the time being, for fear of alerting the enemy."

Bo Yan paused and asked, "When will you leave?"

"Tomorrow night, I'll go alone."

Bo Yanqing was no longer in the mood, and put the cigarette behind her ear, "I'll give Han Che to you, and you can take it with you."

"Why?"

Yan Chi laughed lightly, with a careless smile on his peach blossom eyes, "I'm here to save people, not to die. Besides, the faces of the three brothers surnamed Han under you are too familiar. If he follows me , it’s easy to be recognized, so I’d better not cause you this trouble.”

"I'm not afraid of trouble. As long as someone enters Rongcheng, I can't help you. Your grandpa won't lend you anyone. There aren't many people in the Yan family who can help you, so you can only hire people from me."

This is the reason.

Yan Chi pursed her lips, and when the words came to her lips, the light at the end of her eyes was blocked. Mo Ting stood there leisurely and whispered: "I will lend you someone."

Yan Chi rolled his eyes in disgust.

"I have some people secretly with good qualifications who have never shown their faces in front of others. If you take them over, they can help to some extent. Even if they can't, they will be more than enough to collect the corpses for you."

"Tsk!" Before the cake was eaten, Yan Chi suddenly felt a toothache.

He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Can you get out of here? Do you know how to speak?"

"Be obedient, son."

Mo Ting put his hand on his shoulder and said, "It's not safe in the southwest. If you pass by with your little body, Dad is afraid that he will never see you again in this life."

Yan Chi was furious. He took one more look at Mo Tingshen and his eyelids trembled. He simply turned away, pointed at Mo Tingshen and complained to Bo Yanqing, "Brother Yan, listen, is he speaking in human language? You don’t care!”

"How do I manage?"

Bo Yanqing took a serious step back, "What's wrong with you when you get angry? You've been like this since you were a kid. I thought you liked being verbally insulted by him."

"Who the hell likes being insulted? I don't have that hobby!"

Bo Yanqing looked Yan Chi up and down with an unbelievable but reasonable look, shook his head, avoided them and left.

Yan Chi almost cried. Brother Yan, who loved him the most, stopped standing up for him and allowed the scum to bully him!

Turning around, Mo Tingshen looked at him and smiled, "It's not impossible."

WTF?

Yan Chi's mind tensed, and the powder keg exploded. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed over, grabbing Mo Tingshen's neck, "I will strangle you to death, you are a scourge, you are a mess in this world!" "

Mo Ting didn't hide. He even leaned back, leaning his elbows on the cabinet behind him. He tilted his head half way, his hair hanging down and gently brushing his forehead. He laughed quietly. , "Be gentle, stinky brother."

He tapped Yan Chi's waist and said, "Brother, my waist is not good."

Yan Chi had goosebumps all over his body. (End of chapter)