My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1890 You want to die, don’t you?

On the phone, the head of Wu heard Xu Molian's unsteady voice, a little uncertain, and swallowed, "Boss, grandma, she..."

"She will be fine!"

Wu Tou let out a sigh of relief, nodded to Xu Mengdie who had been waiting for the result, and said "it's okay" with his mouth.

Xu Mengdie could hear the news before boarding the plane, and let go of her heart. No matter what, she has no face to stay here again. It would be better to settle for a few years away.

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An hour later, the "Mo" organization headquarters.

This is an unremarkable building in the center of S City. It stands in the center of many magnificent buildings, but it is not very remarkably. It is where Zhang Xiaowei's show was located that day.

Before the establishment of Sino-Ocean Company, Xu Molian was not called Director Xu. More people called him Mr. Xu or Boss Xu.

The reason is simple. He is the boss of the well-known organization "Mo" in S city. He is playing a side ball and walking on the edge of the law. He does not commit crimes and is definitely not a good person in the traditional sense. No one knows who he is. Anyone on any road will call him Mr. Xu or Boss Xu.

At this time, the top floor.

"Sir, the man brought it."

After Wu Tou finished speaking, he pushed the woman in his hand to Xu Molian without pity.

It's cool.

In the room where Zi Qidong came, Xu Molian, standing in front of the window, was looking at Dongfang vomiting white seriously, and when the first golden light completely jumped out, he slowly turned around.

Even if it was bathed in sunlight, the expression in his eyes when he looked at Ling Rou'er was not warm.

Ling Rou'er was **** by a martial artist with a sense of art, with a standard five-flowered tie, and a piece of rags that didn't look clean.

His hair was very messy, and his body was stained with blood. I didn't know if it was his own blood or Zhang Xiaowei's blood.

Xu Molian's pupils shrank and raised her hand to indicate.

Wu Tou knows and removes the rag from her mouth.

As soon as the rag left Ling Rou'er's mouth, she kept spitting and retching...

This is the first time for this lady who is known as one of the best ladies in S city.

Xu Molian glanced at her coldly, lit a cigar casually, did not speak, and turned back to watch the sunrise Dongfang.

In the entire top-floor office, only Ling Rou'er's retching echoed, and the atmosphere was very strange.

After a while, the retching stopped.

The embarrassed Ling Rou'er raised her eyes and stared at the figure by the window of Lichu, as if to stare a hole from his body, and it seemed that if her eyes were sharp, she could not wait to slash the man in front of her...

"Get acquainted, I allow you to choose a way to die."

Xu Molian exhaled her eyes and said coldly.

"Hahahaha..." Ling Rouer suddenly laughed.

"Xu Molian, who do you think you are? You didn't have enough to kill my sister, are you planning to kill me now?"

After years of company, Ling Rouer knew Xu Molian after all. She knew where his Ni Lin was. Ling Xier's death was the biggest thorn in his heart.

If this were the case, Xu Molian would indeed be furious before last night, hitting her agitation, and then giving her a happy life. Maybe, she didn't think about living before she moved Zhang Xiaowei.

It is a pity that after he has been arranging for a whole night, it is as if the meridians and collaterals of the two channels of Ren Du and his whole body have been opened up, and the whole person is very comfortable.

He must do everything about the past that should be put down and the future that should be mastered.

Xu Molian turned around and glanced at her pityingly, "Do you really want to die?"

(End of this chapter)