Chapter 578 Who is the murderer 5
Mo Xun nodded, supported her shoulders and walked back.

Wu Haoyang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the pair of small figures, his eyes were completely lonely.

When Hua Liancheng returned to the ward, Wu Haoyang looked respectful again.Hua Liancheng didn't pay attention to him, but tiptoed and whispered to Mo Xun.

It was only past midnight, and Mo Xun had already left. Hua Liancheng felt him get up, and fell asleep, listening to the conversation between him and Wu Haoyang.

"When she wakes up, tell me that I went out to buy her breakfast."

"Why didn't the young master tell her directly?"

"After I came back from the warehouse last time, she smelled blood on my body and was very nervous. I don't want her to worry."

The conversation came to an abrupt end, followed by the sound of footsteps, Mo Xun's smell began to thin out.

Hua Liancheng was lying on the bed, her face was wet at some point.

Mo Xun always considers his own feelings first, for fear that he will be worried, so he chooses to hide it. It was like this before, and it is like this now.

Ye Mei was already waiting for Mo Xun in the empty house, not far away was a man tied into a twist.

A sound that was almost a roar came from his throat, but it was out of tune.

Ye Mei got up, with a sneer on her alluring face, he obviously didn't do anything, but the man started to back away again and again, the expression on his face was between pain and refreshment.

"You're really noisy. What can I do to make you really dumb and stay here quietly?" Ye Mei approached step by step, the man had already retreated to the wall, and there was no way out.

Ye Mei bent down, stretched out her hand to hold his neck, and if she exerted a little force, the man's neck would be broken by him.

The man's frightened complexion had turned into a liver color, and his bound hands were desperately moving, trying to break Ye Mei's hand that was holding his neck.

Why is there such a person in the world, who is born with a suffocating sense of oppression. Anyone in front of him seems to be stripped naked. They are seen naked, and they can't hide any secrets.

Ye Mei threw him away, the man coughed violently, raised his head and wanted to stare at Ye Mei, but he didn't have the courage, his bound hands were tightly clenched, his nails were covered with mud.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. The person I really want to kill is already on the way. What will you experience later? I can't wait!" Ye Mei said, lifting her foot from the man's body He left with his head on his head, then took the tissue handed over by his subordinates, wiped his hands slowly, and his gestures were all noble and elegant!

"Bang!" The door was kicked open.

Under the moonlight, the man outside the door exudes a cold air all over his body.

The captive lying on the ground is like a mouse caught by a cat, waiting to be teased by the cat!

Ye Mei stood aside, smiling as she watched Mo Xun slowly walk towards the prisoner.

"Who are you?" Mo Xun's figure was against the light, and the men on the ground couldn't see his appearance clearly, but they could already feel the powerful aura on him.

The man's mouth was humming, and it didn't have any practical meaning. He just wanted to leave this place now, and wanted to escape from the two terrifying men in front of him.

"Brother, he is a mute, so don't make things difficult for him." Ye Mei said while sitting leisurely on a chair, looking at Mo Xun.

The water in Mo Xun's eyes flowed backwards, looking at the man in front of him, he suddenly laughed out loud: "That's right, I forgot about that, since you can't speak, let's write something?"

The next second, the man made a heart-piercing sound. Mo Xun thrust a dagger into his thigh, blood kept flowing out, and his lips kept trembling.

(End of this chapter)

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