Chapter 647

"Master Murong, you are not to blame for this. You can only blame those killers for their cunning!" Zhao Xiaoke comforted and said.

"Oh, I'm so stupid!" Murong Wu hit hard on his head two or three times, and finally squatted down in the corner, deeply buried his head, like a child who made a mistake.

Who would have thought that Murong Wu, who looks like this, would be a devil in the world who makes people turn pale?

"Don't blame yourself, Mr. Murong. We don't want this to happen, but we have to wait for the doctor's result." Zhao Xiaoke forced a faint smile to comfort him.

"How can I explain to Haozi?" Murong Wu didn't pay attention to Zhao Xiaoke's words at all. His tears rolled in his eyes, and he could hardly help staying.

All of a sudden, his mobile phone rang. It was Lin Hao who called.

Sometimes you'd better not think about the things you're worried about, because once you think about it, it's possible that it will happen at any time.

When Meng shuran began to be attacked, Murong Wu was most worried about Lin Hao's inquiry.

Because Murong Wu didn't know how to explain to him, Lin Hao left his wife to take care of himself before he left. This is not only the feeling between brothers, but also a kind of trust beyond others.

But it turns out that Murong Wu didn't take this trust in his own hands. Now Meng shuran is lying in the emergency room with unknown life and death. How can he explain to Lin Hao?

It took less than ten seconds for the ringtone to stop, and then it began to vibrate. It was still Lin Hao who called.

Murong Wu took a few deep breaths, and finally eased his mind several times. Then he came back and picked up his mobile phone.

At this moment, the things that are easy in daily life seem to be too heavy for him. Murong Wu's cultivation is at least at the level of purity and emptiness. In other people's eyes, it seems that it took a lot of effort to pick up the mobile phone.

"Hello, Hao Hiroko Murong hesitated: "how are you doing in the imperial capital? How do you have time to call me today?"

"Wuzi, let me ask you something. Is Wanggang not peaceful recently?" Lin Hao asked with a slight frown.

"No No, Haozi. Did you listen to anyone's nonsense? How can it not be peaceful to have me in Wanggang city? Are you worried about me, brother? " Murong Wu face flashed a fluster, some at a loss to refute.

"Then why didn't I get a call from Shu ran?" Lin Hao inquired.

"Haozi, you gave Tianyue group to your sister-in-law. A girl in charge of such a big company certainly has no time to chat with you!" Murong Wu's heart trembled, but his head turned fast enough.

"Yes? Then why didn't anyone answer me when I called Zhao Xiaoke? What you said is different from what Wu Zhixiong and I said. " Lin Hao's tone became serious in vain: "I know everything about Wuzi. You don't have to hide me. Frankly, how is Shu ran now?"

Hearing this, Murong Wu couldn't hold his breath any longer. He didn't know how to go round.

"Hao Hiroko, I'm sorry! " It took him five days to say all these words.

"Sure enough, something happened!" Lin Hao couldn't help taking a cold breath: "honestly, what's the matter with me?"

In fact, Lin Hao didn't call anyone at all. Wu Zhixiong seems to be a member of tieshameng.

Now he doesn't want to have any contact with tiesha League. How can he contact them on his own initiative?

As for the people of miehun and even the whole inkstone Pavilion, when he left Wanggang City, he had already told them to develop secretly and not to show up easily in front of the world.

Now the number of inkstone pavilion has reached tens of thousands, which is not good news for any force in the metaphysical world. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Tens of thousands of people are far behind other organizations in high-end combat. Before they have enough strength, inkstone Pavilion must hide people's eyes and ears.

Therefore, Wanggang city does not have any foreshadowing left behind. The only thing it can rely on is Murong Wu.

As for Fang Xiaochuan and others, Lin Hao didn't believe them, but after something happened that he believed too much, he had already figured out something.

People have their own selfish, and no matter how much you give others, you can not meet the needs of others as much as possible.

However, Murong Wu is different. Although he is in Wanggang City, most of the Murong family, including Mr. Murong and his wife Zhang Qi, are in the headquarters of inkstone Pavilion.

Lin Hao also did not know when he started to think about a thing would become so resourceful.

"Meng shuran is still in the rescue. Don't worry, Haozi. I don't think her injury is serious. The main problem is those who try to do harm to her."

"Those killers are very evil. I've asked people to look all over Wanggang City, but they still can't be found. I have a feeling that they are actually coming for you." After a short panic, Murong Wu quickly sorted out his thoughts and told Lin Hao what happened recently."I know. You can protect Shu ran. Leave the rest to me. Let me know if there is anything new." Lin Hao hung up with a gloomy face.

Meng shuran is what temperament, he is very clear, will not provoke a killer, recently may be on his hands, only Dan palace and Yougu.

However, behind the secluded valley is driven by the Meng family. It's impossible for everyone in the Dan palace to do vulgar things against a female.

"Meng family, this is your own death. I can't blame you!" Lin Hao clenched his fist tightly, and the chill in his eyes was about to condense into essence.

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In the private room of a teahouse in the imperial capital, Jiang Jinguo and Wang Jianjun sit side by side. The pale sandalwood of Menghai mountain vulture sitting opposite them burns quietly among them.

"Old man, there's no room for negotiation? Yougu is not an organization you can get involved with. Don't break your family because of Lin Hao. " Jiang Jinguo murmured.

"It's not easy for us to achieve what we have achieved today. No one knows better than us how much effort we have devoted along the way. Do you want the Mongolian family to be removed from the imperial capital?" Wang Jianjun put down his tea cup and took the conversation.

They both received different degrees of information about what happened in Dancheng hospital last night. The two old men, who were half buried in the loess, still couldn't mention the butcher's knife to the old man for many years. After discussion, they still felt that they should make an appointment to have a good talk with him.