The Beauty's Personal Doctor

"Stinky boy, where have you been? Why did you come back so late?"

At this time, moxie had already changed his black night clothes and changed his clothes back.

Only when he got home, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

He thought that his father had gone to bed, but as soon as he got home, he met Mo Wentian with his unkind eyes.

"Dad, your son didn't do anything bad."

"Hum!"

Mo Wentian snorted twice and went to his room, leaving Mo Xie alone in the living room.

"Did my father find out?"

Moye was secretly frightened.

This is not impossible. If Mo Wentian wants to track him, with his current strength, it is impossible to find him.

The next morning, Mo Xie was tortured by Mo Wentian.

When having breakfast, Mo Wentian said, "smelly boy, I'll take you to meet someone today. Please behave yourself, OK?"

"Dad, who do you need to be so serious?"

"Well, ask so much nonsense what to do, your father is about to leave m City, now the situation of M city is chaotic, father is not at ease. This man owes his father a favor. If you are in trouble, you can ask him to help you, but he will only do it once. "

When Mo Wentian said this, Mo Xie's eyes lit up and said, "Dad, is the other party very powerful? Is it better than you? "

Mo Wentian then glared at Mo Xie, then said: "your father is not even a fart in front of him, ten of your father are not enough to see in front of him, he and your grandfather are of the same generation."

Hiss!

Moye took a cold breath.

That's a heavy word. He knew that his father was not talking about the so-called age class, but about the martial arts class class. If the other party is of the same generation as his grandfather, his martial arts attainments are definitely of the same level as his grandfather.

I'm afraid such people are enough to run wild. Even ordinary missiles don't want to hurt them at all.

"Dad, let's go now!"

At this time, moye can't wait. If he can be taken care of by this person, he will definitely get into trouble in M city. Even if the opponent can only play once, that's enough.

He and Mo Jiangliu can deal with ordinary enemies. If they can't deal with them, they will be much stronger than them.

In a small place like m City, there can be no such people.

"Smelly boy, what's the hurry? If you are so anxious, something will happen sooner or later."

Mo Xie smiles and says nothing.

Then Mo Wentian directly took moye to go outside, but it had been more than half an hour, and moye found that they had not gone to each other's residence.

"Remember the position for me. If it's difficult in the future, I can run to this road and remember the position nearby. As long as I get to him, m city will not have any power to hurt you."

Obviously, Mo Wentian is preparing for moxie.

He is such a son. If something really happens, he is not at ease.

Although he banned moye from the beginning. But now he has to change his mind. Because after his investigation, moye and the underground forces in M city have been involved in the relationship. If we don't get rid of this relationship, it will be bad for moye's future cultivation.

The most important thing is that he did follow moye last night. Even when moye met Han Xi, he found that he was suspended outside the window and didn't speak.

He also knew that moye really liked Hanxi, just as he liked mengtanya.

So for this son, he must be extremely supportive. Under such conditions, the chance for his son to rise rapidly is to unify the underground forces in M city.

At that time, moye raised her arms and the world responded.

Only in that way can we get into Han Xiaotian's eyes, and moye can marry her daughter home.

"Mr. Fan, please give me a pot of knife!"

After entering the nameless Hotel, Mo Wentian said directly, and then he put a one yuan coin on the wine table.

"Mr. Mo, I haven't been here for a long time. Do you want Lao Fan to solve the difficulties?"

Mr. Fan always owes Mo Wentian a favor. He is not willing to owe others a favor, so he always wants to pay it back.

"Well? Does Mr. Mo want me to teach him some Kung Fu? "

"Ha ha, Mr. Fan, this is my son, moye. I haven't met Mr. Fan yet."

Moye didn't dare to be careless. At this time, he felt a taste of returning to nature from Mr. Fan's body. The taste is not clear, but he only saw it in his grandfather, but now there is one more person.

So moye stood up directly and bowed slightly to Mr. Fan: "I've met Mr. Fan."

"You have a good son. I'm afraid in a few years, his martial arts will surpass you."

Mr. Fan's eyes are as sharp as electricity.

"Mr. Fan, it's not the right thing for our generation to do to bring en Tu newspaper. But today, for my son who is not a tool, I have to make an exception. I'm leaving m city. Because of special reasons, it's not safe for my son to stay in M City, so I hope you can't refuse when my son finds you. Then you and I don't owe each other. "

"Good!"

Although Mr. Fan's hair is white, his eyes are shining at this moment.

"As long as your son can come to me in time, no one can hurt him in this m city. Even if the government comes, it has to give me face."

Moye shivered deeply. He didn't expect that the old man with white hair had such a big reputation that even the government had to give him face.

"Well, Mr. Fan kept his promise. Today, I'll treat you to a pot of shaodao. "

Mo Wentian took out a coin again and put it on the table, while Mr. Fan nodded slightly and skillfully lit the wine.

But for a moment, the strong aroma of wine overflowed, and the three people were intoxicated.

Especially moye, he found that he had never drunk such authentic wine.

Wine is not a good wine. The good thing about it is that it was made by Mr. Fan himself. The wine made by Mr. Fan wrapped his true Qi in the flame has a special pure flavor. Even the most beautiful wine in the world can't catch up with such a pot.

If it wasn't for Mr. Fan's approval, no matter how much money you pay, he wouldn't give you a pot of wine.

Mo Xie was reluctant to give up, but Mr. Fan had already ordered him to leave.

"Son of a bitch, let's go!"