Chapter 249

When it comes to living in a room with a single man and a few women, it often makes people fantasize. When Mo Tianxing asked, Tang Xinyi immediately turned her eyes at him. "When is it? You still have the heart to think about that!" she said angrily.

Er... Mo Tianxing choked on her, "I just want you to take a hot bath to relieve fatigue. After a busy day, I'm afraid you can't bear it..."

In fact, he didn't want to do anything else. Xinyi was so tired. How could he be willing to toss her? Even if he wanted to do something, with the injured right hand in front of him, how could Xinyi promise him.

Alas, for him, it is the greatest pain to see and eat!

Tang Xinyi snorted, but she didn't believe he thought so. No matter how aggrieved his voice was, it couldn't change the fact that he was a coyote.

"Don't wash, just go to bed. I warn you, don't touch me!" anyway, there's not much time. After taking a bath, there may not be much time left. In case of any "accident", it's a waste of energy than not washing.

"Oh, OK." Mo Tianxing didn't dare say anything. What Tang Xinyi said is what change is.

The woman lay in bed, pulled up the quilt and made up her mind to sleep for a while.

Mo Tianxing lay down beside her and smelled the attractive fragrance from her side. He couldn't enter his dream.

His own woman is lying beside him, but he can't touch or eat. For a normal man who can't be normal again, it's a kind of purgatory torture in the world. He picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time above. It's just ten o'clock, and there are two hours from twelve o'clock.

Hey, how should he spend these two hours!

Mo Tianxing lay in bed, his deep eyes looked at the ceiling, smelled the fragrance of a daughter floating around him, and his whole body was full of hot blood without any sleep.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep. Mo Tianxing picked up his mobile phone, opened his mailbox and looked at the encrypted emails that had been hidden for a long time.

It was many years ago, at least ten years ago. At that time, he had not met Xinyi, and the Mohs group was not what it is now

His parents died young and his grandfather brought him up. In order to better cultivate himself, when he was 12 years old, his grandfather ruthlessly sent him abroad to study and receive a more comprehensive elite education in Western Europe. He received all kinds of learning and training from an early age. He also understood from an early age that he must learn more skills so that he can accept his grandfather's company when he grows up, Share your worries for Grandpa.

He stayed in Western Europe for eight years. Until he was twenty, his grandfather suddenly fell ill. When he got the news, he immediately rushed back to the country to take over the company in his grandfather's hand.

Before that, outsiders always thought that he stayed in Western Europe all year round and rarely returned home, including his grandfather. In fact, while studying in Western Europe, he also did other things secretly.

This secret has always been hidden in his heart and has never been told to anyone, including grandpa and Xinyi. Few outsiders know about the past buried by time except a few important people.

At that time, in addition to being the eldest son and grandson of the Mo family and the first sequential successor of the Mo group, he had another level of identity.

In the second year of his study abroad, by chance, he met a middle-aged man named fan. They lived in the same apartment. Mo Tianxing had to go to school and leave school on time every day, and fan had to go to and from work. They often met at the gate of the apartment and remembered each other for a long time.

Van Gogh, a very special middle-aged overseas Chinese man, founded his own natural gas company in Britain. The company is not big or small and is quite famous in the local area. Such a successful man married a wife in a wheelchair. He was surprised when he saw him pushing his wife out for a walk for the first time, I didn't expect that he would marry a woman who couldn't walk on both legs.

His wife's name is Jian mixin, who is also a Chinese. According to his observation, fan seems to be very loyal to his wife. He goes to work on time every day and rarely goes out to socialize. He spends almost all his time away from work with his wife.

Why is he special? In addition to being so rich but marrying a disabled woman, there is another point. He has no right eye, or his right eye is blind and can't see at all. This is also an accidental opportunity he found.

Originally, the two people will not have any intersection until that day——

London has a temperate marine climate. The weather is always cold and humid. Especially in this season, go out without an umbrella and wait to be drenched by the rain. It's completely dark. Mo Tianxing has just attended a local Party of Chinese people and is heading home.

The party didn't end until 11 o'clock. The place of the party was a little far from his apartment. Because there was something wrong with his special bus driver's family, he specially allowed him to take a few days off and go home. The car was parked in the underground garage. Although he had learned to drive, he didn't drive himself when he came because he didn't reach the driving age in Britain, I chose to go by means of transportation.

After all, being found out by the traffic police in London will be a very troublesome thing. He doesn't want to get into trouble and worry his grandfather who is far away in China.

He took the public transport when he went. When he came back, he could only take a taxi. The taxi stopped at the platform more than 100 meters away from the apartment. He got out of the car and planned to walk back a few steps by himself. He could also take this opportunity to wake up.

The cold wind blew into his skin through the black windbreaker coat on him. It also made his blood vessels expand rapidly because of drinking wine, and he woke up a lot.

On the dark and windy road, he was the only one walking. The street lights were dim, and he could not even see the piles of shallow ponding pits on the road. In order to bypass these ponding pits, he chose another road that was not often passed by. He stepped on the green grass and even smelled the fragrance of soil. As he walked, he suddenly felt that he stepped on something under his feet. After stepping down, There was a faint hum.

That hum is very shallow. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

The different touch of his feet attracted his attention. He quickly squatted down and looked at it.

I don't know. I was shocked. God, he guessed an arm! One arm of a man! That faint hum must have come from his mouth.

He was so frightened that his back was cold. Why is this man lying here?

He quickly turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone and looked carefully. It was really a person lying unconscious on the wet grass. He was injured! There was a large pool of blood on the ground, which was constantly coming out of his chest. He dared to touch the wound with his hand, but it was a gunshot wound!

Mo Tianxing was so frightened that he immediately stood up, approached carefully and shouted, "Hello, Hello, are you okay?" the other party didn't respond.

He wore a silver mask on his face. At that time, Mo Tianxing didn't think much. He thought he was a man who had just attended the masquerade party and didn't have time to take off the mask. Later, he learned that it was not the case. He wore the silver mask to cover his face.

Mo Tianxing felt that the man's half face exposed outside looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere. "Hello, sir, can you hear me? What's the matter with you? Do you want me to call the police?"

Looking at this man's situation, he felt very bad. After Mo Tianxing calmed down, he quickly dialed with his mobile phone and planned to call the police. He was just about to connect. Unexpectedly, the man on the ground gave a weak groan, "help me... Help me..."

Mo Tianxing was very sure of the voice and timbre. He must know the man, and he had a general guess in his heart, vaguely guessed who the man was.

"Are you... Van Gogh?" Mo Tianxing was surprised. How could he lie here with a gunshot wound?

"Mo, don't call the police... Don't call the police..." the man grabbed his hand holding the mobile phone and told him repeatedly in a weak voice.

Mo Tianxing was surprised. It was really fan. "Oh, my God, what have you been through? I think you've been badly hurt. You must go to the hospital. Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital!" he was very fond of fan. He felt that this guy not only had the ability to make money, but also attached great importance to love and righteousness, so he always appreciated him. Since I knew him, I saw him lying here alone with serious injuries, He has no reason not to help when he bumps into him.

At that time, his heart had been vaguely aware that Van Gogh was not as simple as he usually showed. Britain is a country that allows civilians to legally hold guns. Shooting related cases often occur here. Van Gogh was seriously injured and lying here in the middle of the night. Maybe he was avenged by his enemies.

Recalling several tall and strong men with strange whereabouts on his way here, he immediately linked the two together. Those people were not far away from the community. On his way here, he heard that they were looking for someone. Was it looking for Vatican?

Reason told him that he should call the police or leave, but his body could not leave this very appreciated Chinese friend.

"Go, I'll take you out of here first." Mo Tianxing picked up the middle-aged man on the ground, put his hand on his shoulder, and helped him walk quickly to a remote place.

At that time, Mo Tianxing wanted to take the Vatican away from danger. He didn't know that the Vatican was injured, and the blood flowed out of the wound. Some dropped on the ground and left traces. As long as those people saw the blood, they could catch up with them according to the blood and find them.

They should really thank that night for having no moon, no star, reaching out and seeing nothing. In addition, the dim street lights affected the scope of vision and did not catch up in time.

The rain kept falling, and soon the blood was dispersed. When those people took photos, they also broke the clue. It was a mistake. God was helping them.