The people over there gave a little meal, but they soon laughed again.

"She knows who I am. I think she should know that you asked me to come. What are you thinking? Still won't give up? " Li Zi said in a deep voice: "this is not a good way to love."

"Lizi, this is my problem." Mo Lu Su was obviously unhappy.

"Well, I'm just reminding you not to be as stupid as your father." Li Zi has no choice but to speak.

"What do you mean?" Mo Lu asked in a deep voice.

"Your cousin is not an easy person to get into. You know, my father's identity on that road. Before, your father arranged for people to arrange underground casinos in the shopping mall of Chu's group, and then planned to frame Chu Ni Yi."

"What did you say?" Mo Lu Su suddenly stopped the car and his fingertips turned white.

"Your father, set up the casino to frame Chu Ni Yi!" Li Zi kindly repeated, "unfortunately, the night before the frame up, Chu Ni Yi knew everything, and asked my father to cancel the casino. Unfortunately, I just heard it." Li Zi said with a smile, "I admire Chu Ni Yi. He can bite back. By then, you Mohists will be finished, but he didn't do it."

Mo Lu Su opened the door and got out of the car. He suddenly felt hot and dry.

"Lu Su, a classmate, I really suggest that you don't use scheming to your cousin, and you are good at shuianluo, I'm afraid it can only add trouble to her." Li Zi said and hung up directly.

Mo Lu Su holds the mobile phone in his hand, and Li Zi's words seem to slap him in the face.

Why should he treat shui'anluo so well? He didn't even treat her in silence. Instead, he used this method that she could guess. He admitted that he was selfish.

However, once this selfishness is explicitly said, it is like being slapped impolitely.

"Ah --" Mo Lu Su howled loudly and threw his cell phone out of his hand.

The mobile phone was soon buried in the dark, and Mo Lu Su pressed his hands on the railing.

Scandal, frame, his father, what else to do to prove his unscrupulous?

Mo Lu Su was thinking that the car stopped suddenly in the distance, and soon a person was pushed down from the car, "I tell you, get out of a city, or you will die next time." The people on the bus spoke loudly, closed the door of the van and let people drive.

"Picture bag, my picture bag." The ragged man on the ground stumbled up and ran after the car, but he just walked two steps and fell on the ground again, calling for a picture bag.

Mo Lu Su frowned in the past. It seemed that the man had been beaten. All the places on his face were blue and purple, and even his hands were full of blood.

"Painting bag, my painting bag -"

the man walked forward on his stomach, but the shadow of the car was gone for a long time.

Mo Lu Su squatted down and looked at the man who was struggling to crawl: "is a painting bag so important to you?"

Zhao Xia looked up. In the moonlight, he saw the man squatting beside him.

In my memory, there is also such a woman who squatted in front of her and asked herself this sentence, so after her painting bag was stolen, she gave her a painting bag.

Unfortunately, now the painting bag has been taken away, but he doesn't even have the ability to protect it.

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