Chapter 1571

At this time, Zhou Mohan was not familiar.

The people of the Green Gang searched in the sea all night and couldn't find Zhou Mohan.

The young Third Master sent someone to stay at the dock to continue looking, while he helped Huiqing clean up the door and send a funeral to his father.

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When Zhou Mohan woke up, his nose smelled a strong smell of rouge and gouache.

There seems to be harsh laughter in my ears.

His eyelids were heavy and he wanted to open them, but he had no strength.

At this time, Zhou Mohan, who was conscious, heard the sound of the door being opened.

"Haven't you woken up yet?" a shrill voice came from the outside, a little far away from listening.

Zhou Mohan thought that the owner of the voice should be outside the door.

"Mom, nothing. There's no movement at all. Don't wake up for two or three days."

Until the crisp young voice sounded around him, Zhou Mohan knew that there were people in the room from beginning to end.

Footsteps came into the door.

"Bah, bah, bah... I spent so much money on medicine. If I can't wake up, I'll be drowned. Shut your mouth!"

The voice of the man who called mother was getting closer and closer.

Mom

Suddenly, Zhou Mohan felt something wrong.

He was frightened and opened his eyes with a brush.

What strikes the eye is a blurred outline.

The wooden bed has a pungent smell of rouge and gouache.

And an old woman with heavy makeup in front of her.

"Look, this is not waking up..." the woman's white teeth showed in her red lips.

The scarlet mouth made Zhou Mo cold and fluffy.

Turn your head to one side, and you can have a panoramic view of the dress of the room.

Colorful costumes and utensils on shelves not far away

The utensils on the shelf are used for that.

Think of the woman who has just been called mother. This is clearly Hualou.

Zhou Mohan's pupils were obscene, and his fundus even released a trace of killing intention.

Seeing that Zhou Mohan didn't speak, his mother reached out and poked his wound in front of the moon Hungary.

"Hmm..." Zhou Mo Han frowned and looked miserable.

Hearing his painful voice, mother took her hand back.

She looked at the bright blood of her fingers, and the corners of her mouth bent a satisfied arc.

The tone was light: "tut tut... Your boy spent a lot of money, and the wound doesn't seem to have any problem. Let's pick up the guest tonight."

Without waiting for Zhou Mo's expression, the boy on one side opened his mouth and looked shocked.

The young man on the bed looks so exquisite that he is more beautiful than the number one in the flower building.

Mother is so willing to let people pick up guests?

"Ha ha..." Zhou Mo smiled coldly, "let me pick up the guest?"

His cold eyes stared at the woman standing by the bed.

His mother had no expression on his face, but she had a pair of charming peach eyes and felt uneasy at the bottom of her heart.

When saving people at that time, I took a fancy to his beautiful skin bag.

Now I feel the momentum around each other, and my mother feels that this is not what ordinary people should have.

At this time, Zhou Mohan sat up with his bed.

He hung his son Lang and said, "OK, I can pick up guests, but I want to choose this person myself."

Just based on the conversation between mother and teenager. Zhou Mohan got some information.

He was in a coma for three days. Based on his understanding of the young master, his brothers outside must still be looking for him.

Hualou will not save him in vain. He is regarded as a cash cow.

He is now unarmed and wounded. There are many people in this building. He is afraid of unimaginable things.