The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 115

When Mo Haofeng drove to this area, he saw that there was no one there, except for a few national security personnel and those who looked like plainclothes patrolling there.

He even felt that someone had come, otherwise the whole street would not have been blocked overnight.

So he was even more puzzled, how come the hotel where Han Zhu is still able to enter and leave, and what kind of man is in Han Zhu's room?
Looking at the time, it is ten o'clock in the morning. At this time, a man is in Han Zhu's room. Does this mean that they were actually together at night.

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Haofeng felt very uncomfortable.

That kind of discomfort reminded him of the scene when Xiao Min, whom he liked, left him.

He stopped the car with complicated emotions and planned to call Han Zhu.

But at this moment, a man with a crew cut and a suit came over, knocked lightly on his car window, and asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Mo Haofeng?"

Mo Haofeng first stopped making calls, nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"

So the flat-headed man said: "Our sir has an invitation, please come with me."

Hearing this, Mo Haofeng immediately felt vigilant, looked around, and said with a smile: "Who is your husband, what can I do for you?"

The flat-headed man didn't say anything, but said in a strong tone: "Please come with me, you will know when you come here."

Mo Haofeng frowned, his origin was unknown, and at this time of martial law, he naturally couldn't just follow a stranger, he was about to drive his car and leave here.

Who knew that at this time, he found that his car couldn't start at all, and there were several people in suits, one by one who were more capable than the other, and surrounded him.

He suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

He grew up on the construction site, so he hadn't seen any battles before, but these few people, judging from the way they walked, and the unquestionable solemn expression, they clearly seemed to have a lot of background.

Mo Haofeng thought about it, but he didn't understand how he offended these people?Could it be that Wang Dafa invited them?

But just relying on Wang Dafa's bum, can he invite such a character?

And just when he was hesitating, those people had already come to his car, and it seemed that they had to let him get out of the car.

The hero didn't want to suffer from the immediate loss, so he had no choice but to open the car door.

After he came out, the flat-headed man looked very polite, and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Mo, please follow me."

So Mo Haofeng followed the flat-headed man to the front, where there was another car.

Mo Haofeng knew at a glance that this car was not an ordinary car, it was equipped with bulletproof glass outside, so he was even more surprised, what is the origin of this and what is it for?
In this anxiety, he got into the car, and when the car finally stopped at the hotel where Han Zhu was staying, his heart sank suddenly.

"Who are you guys? Are you going to deal with Han Zhu?"

Mo Haofeng immediately remembered what Han Zhu had said about the Qitian Group. Didn’t it mean that Song Jiaolan, the chairman of the Qitian Group, not only tried to hit Han Zhu with a car, but also set up a bloody array to ask for Han Zhu’s name? ?It seems that it is really the Qitian Group, but what is their background that they can martial law a street?

Mo Haofeng was sweating coldly, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Are you from the Qitian Group?"

The crew-haired man said expressionlessly, "Mr. Mo, please go in. Our husband is waiting for you inside."

So the poor Mo Haofeng, so courageously, followed the flat-headed man to the hotel cautiously.

At this time, there was no one in the entire hotel, and no one knew who did what and why all the guests of a hotel left overnight.

Mo Haofeng was invited to the restaurant of the hotel, but the restaurant looked different from usual.

It looked cleaner, tidier, and quieter.

Many tables and chairs were gone. The dining room was covered with white blankets, and there was a white dining table in the middle. There were two people sitting beside the dining table.

One was Han Zhu whom he was familiar with.

And another...another...

Mo Haofeng is not a timid person, but now he feels that his hands are shaking.

He stared at that person, and was looking sideways at himself, his attitude seemed to be kind.

This person is very familiar, he will see this person occasionally when watching TV news.

In the TV news, he is always accompanied by many officials, or inspecting a certain place, or meeting with an important person, or holding some kind of conference.

This man, if he remembers correctly, is called King...

Mo Haofeng stayed there, unable to move at all.

If it is another occasion, if it is on the street, he will definitely think that it is just a similar look.

However, at this moment, the martial law of a street, the hotel where all the guests left overnight, the gorgeous white carpet, a man who is still dignified and majestic even when he smiles...

His lips trembled.

Han Zhu originally accompanied Mr. Wang to wait for Mo Haofeng, who knew that Mo Haofeng had come, he seemed to be quite frightened, so he got up quickly and walked to Mo Haofeng's side.

"Haofeng, come here, let me introduce you, this is—"

When Han Zhu said this, his tone paused, how should she introduce it?
An old lover?Said it was a boyfriend?Or our lord king?Or just say him, Mr. Ao?
Mr. Wang stood up and solved Han Zhu's dilemma. He walked forward calmly, held Mo Haofeng's hand like a friend, and said softly, "Mr. Mo, right? My surname is Ao, and I am Zhu Zhu's fiancé. "

(End of this chapter)