A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  Wang Shenghao helped him to get up, and Mo Yanchen held his arm.

   "Head." Mo Qiu rushed over and looked at Mo Yanchen's **** arm. He lowered his head and blamed himself: "I'm sorry, the subordinate is incompetent."

   Seeing Mo Qiu suddenly appeared, both of them were a little surprised. Mo Qiu had lost contact. Why was he here?

  At this time, there were fighting sounds all around, Mo Wen led people to arrive, and people were still ambushing in the other surroundings. Mo Yanchen and Wang Shenghao looked at each other. It seemed that the person had really lost his blood.

  These people are not only bodyguards, but also top killers.

   "What's going on?" Mo Yanchen frowned, obviously he hadn't sorted out the whole thing.

  Moqiu’s disappearance was the fuse of the whole incident. Now, he is back in good condition, but the matter has become more serious. I am afraid that this matter is not simple.

On the other side of   , it was checked that the car was empty, and it was released by someone who did not ask for life. It was not Zhou Yuncheng's.

  They were relieved to hear this.

"Yesterday, when I left Moyuan, my subordinate was supposed to return to the research institute in the camp. I didn't expect to encounter a robbery on the road. The other party's skill was good. I almost lost my life. Fortunately, I brought medicine on my body and put him down." Mo Qiu said in a deep voice, while he supported Mo Yanchen and walked towards the car.

   "But I didn't expect that when I was escaping, the phone fell there and was picked up, so I'm sorry for what happened."

  Mo Yanchen remained silent, and did not ask to press him into the car to treat his wounds. From the end of his anger to the end, he remained silent, and Wang Shenghao's heart was heavy.

  At this time, his cell phone rang, and it was Zhou Yuncheng.

   "Sheng, how's the situation going? I can't get through the high-speed traffic jam for some reason." Zhou Yuncheng said anxiously.

   Hearing what he said, he was angry and funny. He raised his head and looked at Mo Yanchen before saying, "It's okay. You go back first. We have already rushed to the city."

   "Okay, see you in the apartment." Zhou Yuncheng heard this, turned the car around, and returned to the city alone.

  Mo Qiu handled the wounds for Mo Yanchen very skillfully. Looking at the bullets, he picked them out and washed them clean: "Chief, look at these bullets."

  It is impossible for ordinary people to have this kind of bullet, and the exquisite number above is the same batch that was not seen by the black group last time.

   "This gift is a good gift." He stretched out his hand to take the cartridge case and said in a deep voice.

   "Chenzi, take a break, I will take care of other things." Wang Shenghao looked at him guiltily. If it were not to save him, Mo Yanchen would not be injured.

  This time, Mo Chenyan rescued him for the second time.

   "This little injury is not in the way." Mo Yanchen put the bullet case aside, and saw that his cell phone kept flickering. It turned out that it was Shen Chengjing's call.

"Hey."

  "Where are you? Will you be back tonight?" Shen Chengjing asked nervously. She couldn't get any news from Azena, her eyelids kept beating, and her heart was very disturbed.

   "Back." He said, feeling her nervousness, and he smiled in a deep voice: "I still have some things on hand that need to be dealt with. It may be later. You should rest first and don't wait for me."

  Wang Shenghao heard his tone, leaned to one side, and squeezed his eyebrows at Mo Qiu: "The hero is sad for the beauty."

  Mo Yanchen hung up the phone and sat down: "Back to the city."

  Moqiu didn't dare to say anything, and drove the car towards the city. Mo Wen came to deal with the things behind him.

  In a dark place, a figure slowly walked out, watching this scene: "Mo Yanchen, you are lucky."