Chapter 393: The world you don't know

Chapter 394 The World You Don't Know

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Starbucks coffee shop in Wanda Shopping Mall.

Mo Susu held a porcelain spoon and gently stirred the latte in front of him, looking out the window, and the two curved willow leaves frowned slightly.

"Are you looking for me?" A sudden voice pulled back her thoughts.

Turning her head, she saw a teenager wearing a black coat standing next to her. Her gaze was immediately attracted by the teenager's clear eyes. The eyes were like magnets, clean, clear and bright, as bright as stars.

Mo Susu reacted after a long while, and there was a hint of panic on Qiao's face, "Zhuo Bufan, you are here, sit down first."

"What would you like to drink?" Mo Susu asked the waiter.

"Cappuccino is fine, more sugar." Zhuo Bufan said.

Mo Susu covered his mouth and smiled, and said, "Are you still afraid of hardship? Just like a child, I really can't see it."

Last time in Lop Nur, Zhuo was as cold as a **** and demon, and there were various magical spells. In Mo Susu's eyes, he was already a top powerhouse, and he did not expect to have such a lovely side.

"Really? I'm not used to drinking coffee, and I don't want to drink it if I don't add sugar." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

The coffee was served soon, and Mo Susu was silent for a while and said: "Zhuo Bufan, I have a request, although I know it is abrupt, but now I have nothing to do."

"What's the request?" Zhuo Bufan took a sip of coffee, his eyes fell on her face.

"I know that you are an expert, and I want to ask you to help my father treat the disease." Mo Susu gently bit her moist lips, with a pleading expression in his eyes.

"Didn't you find the desert flower last time in Lop Nur?" Zhuo Bufan said suspiciously.

Mo Susu slowly said, Zhuo Bufan realized that Desert Flower can only temporarily control her father's condition, and there is no way to completely eradicate it. This is the reason why she found herself today.

"How do you know that I will heal?" Zhuo Bufan said with a light smile.

Mo Susu said, "Didn't you know spells in Lop Nur last time? So I think you must have magical powers to heal diseases, right?" After that, she looked at Zhuo Bufan not sure.

Zhuo Bufan laughed dumbly. He didn't expect Mo Susu to find him for this reason.

There is still a big difference between practitioners and professional doctors. In the realm of cultivation, there are practitioners who are good at making all kinds of strange poisons and antidote. There are also people who have practiced into Taoism. They have no knowledge of medicine. He has cultivated for hundreds of years. Books and classics, only learned medical skills.

"You don't seem to be an ordinary person, and those who know that I am a speller are not surprised?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a smile.

"Our Mo family is also a family of martial arts. I have seen several magicians in the family, and I have also seen them."

"It turns out that the Mo family is a famous clan. There must be martial arts in the family, but I don't think you have learned martial arts?" Zhuo Bufan asked curiously.

From the first meeting, Zhuo Bufan could see that Mo Susu was an ordinary person, and even Mo Yi was a third-tier dark power, but Mo Susu had no martial arts at all, which was unreasonable.

Mo Susu's expression was sad, a bitter smile lifted from the corner of his mouth, and he gently stirred the coffee in front of him, and suddenly stopped.

"Actually, I am sick and cannot practice martial arts, so my family has sent me abroad to study since I was a child."

Zhuo Bufan widened his pupils, and the small and weakly invisible flames stretched out and jumped in his pupils, and slightly frowned. Mo Susu was actually a weak water physique. The so-called weak water physique naturally repelled energy such as true essence and spiritual energy, even if he was practicing martial arts. All her life can only reach the peak of Ming Jin, and can no longer be Jin Jin, no wonder the Mo family does not teach her martial arts.

"Zhuo Bufan, can you help my father see the disease?" Mo Susu's eyes showed a hint of pleading.

Zhuo Bufan remained silent for a while, and said in a deep thought, "I need the information on the land acquired by the Mo family four years ago in the Donghu District. If you can get it for me, I promise to help your father see a doctor."

The two really didn't have much friendship, Zhuo Bufan was not a bad guy, anyone would help.

"Okay, I promise you." Zhuo Susu agreed without hesitation.

Compared with her father's illness, she would be willing to give Donghuang real estate directly to Zhuo Bufan.

"I'll go back first. When I get the information about Donghu District, I'll call you." Mo Susu grabbed the silver handbag, waved his tender white hand, and walked to the door.

Zhuo Bufan looked at her back, quietly squeezed a Fajue with both hands and broke into her body, and immediately continued to sit and coffee, but his eyes couldn't help but stare at a black Audi A6 outside the window.

Since he walked into the coffee shop just now, he felt a breath locked in him.

Sure enough, after Mo Susu left, the door of the Audi A6 opened and an old man wearing a Tang suit walked out.

Zhuo Bufan took a sip of the coffee without hurries, and left without any hurry.

Soon, the old man in Tang suit walked into the coffee shop, went straight to sit down opposite him, and occasionally flashed a few fine lights in his thin eyes, "Mr. Zhuo, do you remember me?"

"People around Miss Mo, remember." Zhuo Bufan put down his coffee and chuckled lightly.

The old man in Tang suit is Feng Bo, Mo Susu's personal bodyguard.

"I don't know what you are looking for me?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

The old man in the Tang costume said, "You can call me Uncle Feng. The eldest lady grew up when I was a child, so I don't want anyone to hurt her."

"Oh?"

"Let me start straight. You are Zhuo Bufan, the second youngest of the Zhuo family. Although the Zhuo family is a big family that suppresses one side in Qingzhou, it is far behind our Mo family. Do you understand what I mean? "Feng Bo stared at Zhuo Bufan with a torch, and said.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I still don't understand what you mean."

"There are many people who want to get close to Miss Mo, but in the end they all retreat because your family is not worthy of Miss Mo. So I want to advise you to stay away from Miss Mo and don't cause unnecessary trouble for yourself. "

"Is hearing your words a threat to me?" Zhuo Bufan frowned even more.

Feng Bo sneered, "You can use my words as a warning." After speaking, Feng Bo paused for a moment, and there was a bit of chill in his voice, "Because you are not in the same world with us?"

"I think you may have misunderstood. My eldest lady and I have only a few sides, not the kind of relationship you think." Zhuo Bufan explained.

"That's the best. Your Zhuo family is far from our world." As he said, Uncle Feng gently pressed his palm on the coffee table and raised his palm.

There was an inch deep palm print where the palm originally fell, as if it were branded on it.

The tables and wooden chairs in the coffee shop are all made of sturdy nanmu. It is very difficult for ordinary people to cut with a machete. A light press like Feng Bo can produce a palm print, even a palm print. They are all clearly visible, no different from the martial arts masters in film and television works.

"This is the world you don't know." After Feng Bo finished speaking, he stood up, holding his hands on his back, and left the coffee shop proudly.