Special favorite: Hei Shaojiao's wife who dares to touch

"I didn't control it when I turned it on. I have to grasp it well! Otherwise, it would ruin my reputation." The man smiled at Yanyan, "Where is Wanwan? Is it upstairs? I'll go find her!"

With that said, the man walked upstairs as if he was at his own home.

When he and Mo Xiangwan came here in the past, Mrs. Wen deliberately chose a room as their exclusive room. Don't think about it, Mo Xiangwan must be in that room.

Ling Jiaye waited for the man to go up the stairs impatiently, before recovering from his stunned stupefaction, he stretched out his hand and poked Wen Ji'an, "Why did he come back so soon? What should I do? I haven't figured out how to tell him... ..."

Wen Ji'an coughed and comforted Ling Jiaye, "It's okay, the soldiers are here to cover the water and earth!"

Ling Jiaye frowned, "It's easy for you to say!"

Wen Ji'an rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "To be honest, I never thought of how to explain to him..."

Kurosawa walked around upstairs and searched every room, but he couldn't find Mo Xiangwan.

When he flew to Boston on the helicopter specially prepared for him by Interpol, the only weapon he could use to calm his blood was to comfort himself at an altitude of several thousand feet. It's too late to see Mo Xiangwan, and he will be able to rub the little thing into his arms immediately!

That kind of excitement made him close his eyes tightly and tremble uncontrollably, so frightened that the pilot in the cab turned around and asked him worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell, or I'll send you to the hospital first!"

Kurosawa Yao couldn't wait to see Mo Xiangwan. He was dissatisfied with the flying speed of the helicopter at first, but now he heard that the pilot had to land temporarily to take him to the hospital.

However, he was too tired. Although his heart was frenzied, his body was so exhausted that he seemed about to fall into an endless abyss at any moment, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

During the days when he sent Mo Xiangwan away, he fought wits and bravery with Master Du, and finally...he won!

Mr. Du probably never thought that Yoku Kurosawa, the head of a gangster, would finally join forces with Interpol to destroy the money empire he had worked so hard to build, and easily take his life.

The forensic doctor said that Mr. Du did not die with peace in his eyes. Even if the body was dissected and finally stitched and cremated, it could not be closed.

Kurosawa closed his eyes. He cooperated with Interpol, but he didn't want to get blood on his hands, because he was someone else's husband first, then someone else's father, or someone else's son. In the end... he was a family The heirs of a gangster myth.

Ever since he was with Mo Xiangwan, his desire to kill has become cold and weak, and all he wants is for his wife and children to warm up the bed.

If Master Du hadn't forced him to the point of no return this time, he wouldn't have been so cruel and uprooted the Du Gang, and borrowed the power of Interpol without dirtying his own hands.

Yau Kurosawa didn't want to think about the thrills and bloodshed involved. Even after the event ended perfectly, he didn't have any intention of celebrating, and evaded all kinds of secret international awards for him, and rushed back as soon as possible!

But Mo Xiangwan is not here!

Kurosawa Yao's calm mask was severely torn apart by the situation in front of him.

He rushed downstairs, and Ling Jiaye and Wen Ji'an had already greeted them under the spiral staircase full of thoughts.