Chapter 2087

A farce ends with the sudden appearance of Yang Zheng.

I'm afraid that the people behind the fat man didn't expect that Yang Zheng would suddenly appear at this time, let alone that Yang Zheng would support Mo Wen at all costs.

However, Mo Wen is not very appreciative of Yang Zheng's support. You know that Yang Zheng is the number one person in Fuhai. It's hard for many people to get on the line, but Mo Wen said that he was a little tired and hid in the clinic.

Liu GuoXuan understands Mo Wen's temper. If such a thing happens on his site, he will be unhappy. Even the logistics director of a small hospital comes to make trouble for Mo Wen. Everyone will be angry.

Yang Zheng and Liu GuoXuan looked at each other with a dignified face. Looking at the door of the clinic, he said to Liu GuoXuan in a low voice: "Mr. Liu, this boy is not really angry, is he?"

"I'm sure I'm angry, but I don't know what this guy means. Maybe too many things have happened recently, and he's under a lot of pressure. This time, there's such a show. Ah..." Liu GuoXuan shakes his head.

"I have to find a chance to explain to him that I have nothing to do when Longteng group has an accident... Don't you think I YangZheng didn't help him when he was away?" Yang Zheng is guilty. As the No.1 figure in Fuhai, he is sure to do something for Mo Wen because of the division of Longteng group. However, there is nothing left for him. Yang Zheng is sure to worry that Mo Wen will misunderstand him.

"Today, Yuanhong, the God of war, sent someone to look for mosquitoes. When he came back, his face was not right. I felt that he was not angry with us, but something must have happened between Yuanhong and mosquitoes, which made him very embarrassed!"

"Yuanhong, the God of war? Yuanhong, one of the seven God of war Yang Zheng was surprised. He didn't expect so many people to come out.

"Yes, he didn't mention anything about it, and I dare not ask more. Leader Yang, as your father, would you like to discuss with the senior management to take some special measures to protect mosquitoes? If Yuan Hong wants to fight him, the consequences will be... "

"Well?" Yang Zheng's face changed as soon as he heard that the seven God of war had always been a legendary figure. Now Yuanhong appeared. If he really wanted to do harm to Mo Wen, he was afraid that Mo Wen would die. Yang Zheng was very grateful for Mo Wen. He knew his father's fake identity. He didn't know where his real father was and how to uncover the secret, And find his own father, also need to rely on don't ask, so YangZheng has his own small Jiujiu, as the saying goes: people don't for themselves, heaven and earth, YangZheng is upright, but he is also planning for his own interests and goals.

Thinking of this, Yang is pacing up and down the corridor.

Liu GuoXuan knew that this matter was very difficult. The God of war was a legendary master. His cultivation was against heaven. No matter how high-level he was, he could not resist the attack of the God of war.

It is reasonable for any family to have scruples about such a terrible character.

"Well, I'd like to discuss with Mr. Hua first. With his and my father's status in China, if they unite to protect Mo Wen, there may still be some hope. Besides, Yu Haibin and Mo Wen have an extraordinary relationship. It should not be too difficult to do this!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the clinic was pushed open. Mo Wen came out of the room with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Don't bother, I'll take care of it myself!" Mo asked not cold not light to say a, let stand not far away Liu GuoXuan and Yang Zheng a Leng.

"Well... Mr. Mo, I thought you had a rest. What... I want to explain to you, Longteng..."

"Don't explain. I know you've tried your best. Several big families are fighting together. Don't say you can't help it. Even if your father comes forward to speak, it doesn't necessarily work!" Before Yang Zheng finished what he said, Mo Wen interrupted Yang Zheng with a smile. He patted Yang Zheng on the shoulder with his hand and said with a smile: "don't be nervous, old man. I'm not so confused. How did Longteng group get away from them? How can I make them spit out?"

Speaking of this, Mo asked Yang Zheng's ear and said something.

"Well! I understand. Don't worry. I will cooperate with you in every detail! Never make a mistake After hearing what Mo Wen said in his ear, Yang Zheng's face changed slightly, and a very dignified breath appeared in his eyes.

"Well, let no one know about it!" With that, Mo Wen turned to Liu GuoXuan's ear and said something in a low voice.

"Yes, don't worry. I, Liu GuoXuan, promise to help you with these things!" Liu GuoXuan patted his chest and said.

"Very good!" Mo Wen smiles, spits out a mouthful of smoke, and says: "the problem of Guangming pharmaceutical is very serious. I just got the news. After repeated confirmation, all the drugs from Guangming pharmaceutical group contain a viral component. If they are not controlled, they will cause more plagues. Yang Zheng, you are the number one person in Fuhai. If you take the lead from Fuhai, It won't arouse anyone's suspicion. Liu GuoXuan will cooperate with you to cover up. I want those families to send back the things they took away from me... "

Mo Wen pretends to be mysterious. YangZheng and Liu GuoXuan don't know what Mo Wen is going to do. Guangming Pharmaceutical Group has no connection with several Huaxia families, but Mo Wen's words make them full of curiosity and mystery.

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A rainstorm came quietly. Mo Wen was about to drive away from the people's hospital. An old man in a training suit stood in front of him with both hands.

The rain falls all over the sky, but not a drop falls on the old man. The endless rain turns into a waterfall, like a whirlpool around the old man.

Tick! The sound of the rain, like a drumstick, seemed to strike the passers-by directly.

"The old man is very good at martial arts." Yang Zheng, who is ready to send Mo Wen away, is immediately moved.

"Is it better than mosquitoes?" Liu GuoXuan is a little curious.

"Although Mr. Mo is good at martial arts, he is a young man after all. If the old man guesses correctly, he should be a master!" Yang Zheng said solemnly.

Hiss! Hearing the speech, Liu GuoXuan was shocked.

Since the appearance of Yuanhong, Liu GuoXuan has known something about the cultivation world and martial arts world. Master level figures can destroy heaven and earth. For him, such cultivation and walking on the wind are like immortals.

"That's the grandfather of the blood Shura!" I don't know who yelled, which shocked Yang Zheng and Liu GuoXuan standing in the parking lot.

"That's a legendary figure in martial arts." Yang Zheng also heard of this person, can't help but exclaim.

"Twenty years ago, a disciple of xueshura was killed. My grandfather washed the whole sect by himself. When he was 54 years old, he had already reached a high level of cultivation."

"Master xueshura has been closed for ten years, but he never asked about the martial arts world. Today he actually appears in Fuzhou. I think it's a great achievement."

"It's raining all over the sky, but not a drop of rain falls on him. This shows that he has mastered the essence of Yin Jin, and maybe he has broken through to the earth..."

"Yes, only the invisible hidden force can produce a certain force on the top of the head, so that the rain can be directly turned into water vapor before it falls."

In the presence, there were many people who knew martial arts. They talked and marveled.

"Mr. Mo, it seems that this man is not good at coming." Yang Zheng's brow was slightly wrinkled, and he had a bad feeling.

Mo Wen's reaction, but not touched, as if the old man was not in his eyes, very calm, calm... Frightening.

Although Mo Wen's cultivation has reached a very terrible state, in the eyes of all people, it is impossible for him to surpass the ancestor of blood Shura.

"The grandfather of blood Shura, who has disappeared for ten years, will never appear in Fuzhou for no reason. There must be something strange about this." Yang Zheng frowned.

The old guy's pace is very slow, but the speed is very fast, but a few seemingly light steps, the towering figure of the old guy, has appeared at the door of the people's hospital.

"Look, his shoes are dry, too." There was a cry of surprise.

Hearing the speech, the people came to have a look, and suddenly they were shocked. Master xueshura was wearing old cloth shoes. Some of the shoes were old, but they were clean. There was no rain or mud. The sudden heavy rain completely covered the street, but the old man was dry from head to foot, As if a God from heaven generally appeared in front of everyone.

"I don't know who's going to suffer. This legendary figure suddenly appears in Fu Zhou. What's the matter?"

"Did you hear that? Two days ago, thousands of masters of more than a dozen schools in Fuzhou were killed, including the disciples of blood Shura... I'm afraid... The grandfather came for the death of the disciples in the school! "

"Who is so bold? Thousands of people? More than a dozen disciples were killed? Isn't it self inflicted? " At the scene, many people began to talk about it.

"It's said that Mo Wen did it..."

"My God, is it a miracle doctor who specializes in treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases? This... How is this possible? "

"It's true. It's said that all the sects are coming to Chaofu state to kill. Don't ask for revenge..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. This is the people's hospital. Don't ask. It's here. Don't be heard by him! "

"What are you afraid of? Now that he can't protect himself, what are you afraid of? Ha ha... You are such a coward... "

"I don't know how many kilos I have? How dare you challenge ten schools? There's a good play to watch. I'm afraid this guy will die today. It's very ugly! "

"Hum!" Mo Wen listened to the comments and sarcasm in the crowd. With a cold hum, he stood up with a negative hand and a smile on his face. He said to the old man, "I'm afraid you came here today in the rain because your disciples were killed?"

"Don't you ask?" The voice of Xue Hong, the ancestor of blood Shura, resounded through the sky, like a loudspeaker amplifying his voice countless times. When ordinary people listen to his voice, their ears feel as if they were stabbed by countless silver needles, and the pain is unbearable.

Boom!

The whole scene vibrated.

Martial arts is nothing more than external strength, internal strength and hidden strength.

In front of the master level cultivation, all the people who have reached the top of the martial arts world are mole ants!