Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Go in?" Xiao Mohan asked, Wenshui nodded and said, "Yao Rong's situation is very dangerous."

He said, pushed open the car door and got out. Before closing the door, he glanced at Xiao Mohan and said, "Han, no matter what, find her for me."

"Yes." Xiao Mohan responded, Wenshui slammed the car door and strode towards the house.

In the luxurious house, Mr. Hei climbed over the wall, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and got into the bedroom. With the dim light, he looked at Yao Rong lying on the bed.

"I think we should talk." Zhuo Shu's voice sounded. Mr. Hei raised his head, and the back of his head was pressed against by a cold weapon. He raised his hand and turned to look at Zhuo Shu.

Mr. Hei looked at Zhuo Shu with his gloomy black eyes and said, "I just came to see her."

"Bang" came a crashing sound from outside. When Zhuo Shuo turned around, he heard the sound of weapons. Dozens of figures flashed out, leading the bodyguards away, and Wenshui captured one alive.

"You dare to break in here? Who gave you the courage?" Wenshui said coldly and stepped down.

Zhuo Shu turned around and came out and saw Wenshui interrogating the man. The bodyguards in the dark also restrained the others.

"Quick, go see Yao Rong." Wenshui was suddenly startled, turned around and looked at Zhuo Shu and said.

They were attacking in the east and in the west, and their target was actually Yao Rong.

While Yao Rong was giving birth and was in a bad mood, if he took action, she would not be able to resist and could only let others control her.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Shu turned around, his figure like a shadow, and rushed into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mr. Hei had his hands tied by Zhuo Shu and was leaning to one side. He saw a figure hiding in the corner and rushed in, heading straight to the bed.

"Be careful." Mr. Hei stood up, his hands were tied, and it was too late to catch him.

Without thinking, he rushed forward and pressed on Yao Rong. The man opened his mouth and bit Yao Rong, but he bit Mr. Hei's arm.

"Hiss." Mr. Hei raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Bang" the man bumped into the dressing table, and the glass mirror was smashed. He struggled to get up, but Zhuo Shu rushed in, picked him up, and threw him aside.

"Tell me, who are you?" Zhuo Shu said coldly.

He squatted down, looked at the man coldly, forced his face to straighten, and said blankly: "Yao Shengming, is that you?"

The man was covered in fox, his face was scratched, he was grinning, and his mouth was full of rancid smell. Zhuo Suo turned away and saw Mr. Hei getting up from the bed.

"Bang" Wenshui rushed in, saw the situation, strode forward, punched Yao Shengming, kicked him aside, and said, "He has a problem."

After Wenshui finished speaking, he saw that Mr. Hei's arm, where Yao Shengming had bitten him, had turned black and rotten.

"The teeth are all black, and every tooth is filled with poison." Wenshui forcefully opened Yao Shengming's mouth. When he saw that his teeth were black, he poked him with a silver needle and it turned black.

He pushed Yao Shengming away, stood up and looked at Mr. Hei.

"Pa" Wenshui slapped him away, pointed at Mr. Hei, and roared: "I haven't avenged you for stealing my toilet."

"..." Mr. Hei was beaten. He turned his face away, but looked at the bed and asked in a deep voice: "Will something happen to her?"

Zhuo Shu looked at Yao Rong, picked her up and moved her, and asked Mr. Hei to lift him up. He looked at the rotten spot on his arm, which was spreading very quickly.

"Bear it," Wenshui said, holding a dagger.

Mr. Hei gritted his teeth. His arms continued to turn black. Wenshui's face became increasingly ugly and he said, "Fuck, what kind of poison is this?"

"Pfft." Mr. Hei raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wenshui stretched out his hand to block his face. The back of his hand was splashed with a few drops of blood. He reached out and pulled his hair.