Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"If the Hei family plays with anyone else except you, logically speaking, other people and forces should submit to you."

Xiao Ran said, with a smile on his handsome face, and said: "Unfortunately, it seems that with the death of these people, everything has shrunk or even disappeared."

Mr. Hei listened, groaned, and drank his coffee in silence.

"In the final analysis, you are just a puppet. You have never really penetrated into the Hei family. As a descendant of the Yao family, you have been at the mercy of the Hei family for many years. They even planted poison in you at all costs, making you grow up since you were a child. Take their orders." Xiao Ran stated succinctly.

These things are no longer secrets.

"It's him." Xiao Mohan's figure appeared, and he only said two words.

Mr. Hei's hand holding the coffee couldn't help but tremble. The coffee spilled out and stained a corner of his shirt. He quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Third Master."

Xiao Mohan stepped forward, and Xiao Ran nodded to him and handed the document over.

"Yao Rong was poisoned. Yao Shengming denied it and blamed everything on you, but look at this." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, but his silent black eyes were bottomless.

Now that Mrs. Xiao is undergoing surgery, her situation is unclear, but she was supposed to be by her side.

But the appearance of Mr. Hei forced him to show up, otherwise, if outsiders knew about it, it might not be a good thing if another life in his Xiao family happened.

The man who looked similar to his father might have been looking forward to this day.

Or perhaps, Mrs. Xiao's injury was because of him.

Mrs. Xiao is very skilled. Even Xiao Ran can't get close to her. Only one person can hurt her or even kill her.

"Third Master, please clarify." Mr. Hei was stunned after reading the information. His eyes when looking at Xiao Mohan changed from cold to respectful in an instant.

Xiao Mohan turned around and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, but remained silent.

"Third Master." He said in a deep voice, but Xiao Ran stretched out his hand to block him, preventing him from getting even half a step closer to Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Ran stretched out his hand, and Mr. Hei looked at him in confusion.

"What did you bring with you?" Xiao Ran asked in a deep voice, obviously waiting for him to explain.

Mr. Hei touched his body and said puzzledly: "There is nothing on me except my mobile phone."

He came out in such a hurry that he didn't even bring out his wallet, not to mention his weapons.

Xiao Ran stepped forward, pressed his shoulder, reached out to him, snatched his mobile phone away, pressed it open, handed it to him and said, "Take a look."

"Beep." With a sound, Xiao Ran threw his cell phone out of the French window.

With a "boom", Mr. Hei's cell phone exploded instantly, causing the bark of the tree that was hit to fly out and the whole tree to shake.

Although the explosive power is not strong, it is enough to blow people to pieces.

"How is this possible? I have checked it." Mr. Hei said solemnly, but at this moment, he was still frightened and completely frightened.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was frightened.

"Boom" Mr. Hei's mind went blank for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Mohan stood there with his hands behind his back, his fingertips trembling slightly, and he raised his eyes and looked ahead, but his heart was focused on the next door, and he was silent for a few seconds.

"Xiao Ran." Xiao Mohan turned around and called out in a deep voice.

Hearing his magnetic voice, Xiao Ran stepped forward quickly, and the two whispered something.

"Yes." Xiao Ran nodded, and Xiao Mohan strode away. After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at Mr. Hei deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Wait for me."