As soon as Mo Yongheng makes an effort, Liao Fei has difficulty breathing.
His hands are tugging at the eternal hand of ink, but where can his strength compare with that of ink eternity?
What Mo Yongheng said, though a threat, is also true.
If he wants to kill Liao Fei here, Liao Fei doesn't even have a chance to call for help.
Mo Yongheng grabbed his neck and opened his lips coldly.
"I respect Dr. Liao as a doctor, and he is on the same boat with me, so many things go by with one eye open and one eye closed. I have never paid attention to your rudeness to me, but if I forbear, I will only let you advance. Do you believe that I can let you go now?"
"If you kill me Mo will never let you go... " Liao Fei blushed and threatened.
Next second, I heard Mo Yongheng smile.
With a mocking smile, his eyes stared at him.
"Do you really think you are irreplaceable? When you die, someone will take your place, but I'm not the same. I'm the master of Mohist school. I'm the only one who can help the master of Mohist school to stabilize his trust. Do you think he will believe you or me
Mo Yongheng raised his other hand and patted Liao Fei's astonished face.
"Mo always has no son. Who do you think the Mohist school will be handed over to? Is it you or me? If one day in the future, I become the head of Mohist family... "
Liao Fei: "...!"!!
Mo Yongheng's words didn't finish, but Liao Fei was so smart that he wanted to understand the meaning of his words in a second.
If Mo Yongheng really becomes the master of his family in the future, he will fight with Mo Yongheng everywhere now, which means that he is seeking his own death!
"Forever, eternal young master, misunderstanding We are all misunderstandings... "
“……”
Mo Yongheng looks at him and takes back his hand.
Calmly swing sleeves, thin lips slightly open.
"Do you know if you misunderstand me? You can forgive me if you are against me everywhere. But if you damage the major issues between me and Mo, even if I can let you go, Mo will never forgive you lightly. You'd better remember this!"
Mo Yongheng usually has few words in Mohist school.
Like an autistic child, he doesn't talk to people around him.
I can't even play master.
Therefore, Liao Fei always felt that he was a soft persimmon and never put him in his eyes.
I didn't expect that he would be so intimidating.
As soon as Mo Yongheng let go of his hand, he sat on the ground with his legs soft, half ring, and then returned to his mind.
He reached out and touched his neck.
Make sure your neck is still there, quickly get up, bow respectfully.
"I have no eyes, I will never do it again!"
"Go away!"
Ink eternal eyes light a convergence, cold drink.
Liao Fei hurriedly opened the door and ran out without turning back.
Liao Fei's figure disappeared in front of his eyes, and Mo's ever tense nerves suddenly relaxed and breathed a silent breath.
Fortunately, Liao Fei is timid, and he bluffs him, or the consequences will be unimaginable!
But even so, he can't be careless.
It seems that he has to find a way to cover up the smell of the antidote when injecting it for the owner next time
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more private villas.
After the cruise ship arrived in n city and handed over the antidote to Mo Yongheng, Tan Bangbang took Qi Yan back to Yu Yuehan's villa in n city.
Yu Yuehan goes out temporarily. Nian Xiaomu hasn't come back from work. There are only two of them in the villa.