Chapter 1670: Knock Him Out with One Punch

"Wenshui." Zhuo Qi came in with a serious expression, looked deeply at Mr. Hei, and then whispered to Wenshui: "We found out that they are the group of people who attacked my sister-in-law last time."

"Dark market killer?" Wenshui raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.

Zhuo Qi nodded, whispered to Wenshui: "Yao Rong's childbirth is a purely secret event. No one knows except us. Now Yao Shengming actually came and wants to attack her."

"You..." Wenshui turned his head and looked at Zhuo Qi.

Zhuo Qi nodded, but did not reveal the matter. Wenshui stepped forward, picked up Mr. Hei, dragged him out, and said: "Mr. Hei is indispensable. Although you are a waste in my eyes, I still want to save you."

Wenshui said, dragged him into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Haha." Mr. Hei suddenly laughed out loud, looking at Wenshui, his eyes complicated and he said: "Although the Hei family and the Xiao family are old friends, they are still thinking about the power of the Xiao family, but you still want to save me."

Wenshui drove the car towards the halfway point of the mountain.

"Squeak." Wenshui stopped the car, and seeing Xiao Mohan's figure, he strode forward.

Xiao Mohan stood in the dark night, tall and tall, like a god standing in the dark night, guarding the world, with a powerful aura like a king. He lowered his eyes and looked at Wenshui, saying: "Bring it?"

"Is it something you can't calculate?" Wenshui smiled in a deep voice, and looked at Xiao Mohan tacitly.

The car door was pushed open, and Mr. Hei wanted to get out of the car, and the whole person fell down.

"Hiss." Mr. Hei was dizzy and got up from the ground. Seeing the figures of Xiao Mohan and Wenshui, he staggered forward and looked at them and said: "I fell into the hands of the third master, Hei admitted it."

"Please save my life, the third master." Mr. Hei said, blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, his knees softened, and the whole person knelt on the ground.

Xiao Mohan looked at him coldly and remained silent.

"Ahem" Mr. Hei kept coughing, but Xiao Mohan remained motionless, standing there looking at him coldly, laughing in a deep voice, and said: "Yao Shengming, did you let him go?"

"Yes."

Xiao Mohan's dark eyes sank slightly, and he looked down at him and said: "Since it was you who did it..."

"Everything has its cause and effect, and Xiao has no way to intervene." Xiao Mohan turned and walked into the villa, and Wenshui followed closely behind him, but heard Mr. Hei's voice.

Mr. Hei stood up, staggered forward.

He gritted his teeth in pain, staggered forward, and said in a deep voice: "I am Yao Rong's...brother."

Xiao Mohan raised his eyebrows and said nothing, while Wenshui laughed and said: "Zhuo Qi is still Yao Rong's man, it's too late to recognize him now."

"Please." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, and when he passed him, Mr. Hei fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to hug his legs, but was kicked away by Wenshui.

"Puff." Mr. Hei was kicked away and fell to the ground.

With the help of the light, he looked at his arm and tore off his sleeve. His whole arm was black, and a faint green light could be seen, as if he could peel off the outer layer of skin.

"Third Master, Third Master." Mr. Hei struggled to crawl forward, kneeled down and rushed over, blocking Xiao Mohan's way, and said painfully: "I am willing to follow Third Master."

"If I remember correctly, Han is not short of people." Wen Shui folded his hands in front of his chest, turned around and looked at Xiao Mohan, and joked: "Do you need a toilet cleaner?"

"The system cleans automatically." Xiao Mohan said coldly. His toilet and trash can are all automatically cleaned and never need anyone to clean them.

"……." Wen Shui's mouth twitched, watching Xiao Mohan stride away. ….