Chapter 3299 I think one shot is enough

Mo Beiyan raised his head slightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't tell whether it was water droplets or something else. He was afraid that he would lose his mind, so he kept biting his tongue. Mo Beiyan licked the taste of blood on the tip of his tongue, "Actually...

"

Mo Nanjue interrupted him, "I don't want to hear it, I'll throw cold water at you!"

"Fuck, you are allowed to say...I, I can't say it?"

"If you can, stand up and hit me now!"

"..."

I go.

Wasn't he just forced to take drugs? What's so great about it, couldn't he just quit?!

Mo Beiyan straightened his back. When he felt extremely uncomfortable, he buried his face into the sponge cushion and took a deep breath, "I just want to tell you, that time..."

Mo Nanjue turned around proudly, "I don't want to hear it!"

"No!" Mo Beiyan gritted his teeth, "If you don't listen... I'll bite off my tongue. I'll bite it right away. Damn... ugh!"

A towel was stuffed directly into his mouth.

Mo Beiyan: "..."

This is revenge in disguise! In disguise!

Mo Beiyan twisted his body, a strong feeling rushed up his back, and he began to be unable to make a sound. Mo Nanjue frowned and knelt down, took out a towel and pulled him under the bathroom heater.

Hot and cold can divert attention, and the physical discomfort is much more bearable than the torture of drug addiction.

Mo Beiyan was sweating all over, and the dryness of his mouth was heartbreaking. He turned his head and said in a broken voice, "Actually... I only fired one shot at you at that time, and the other shot... was in the back of you.

That boy, you were just too fast, so you shot by mistake... I didn't want to shoot you twice, I thought one shot was enough..."

In fact, he could kill him at that time. Within that range, Mo Beiyan was sure that he would hit the heart with one shot.

But he still chose to hit his legs. He wanted him to be beaten to death by others later, which was better than him being the fatal shot.

It wasn't that he wasn't hateful enough, or that he wasn't ruthless enough. There was no reason, he just didn't do that.

Mo Nanjue was not surprised when he heard this, nor did he have any big mood swings, because those things were no longer important to him.

No matter how many shots he fired before or how much he hated him, it didn't matter.

They already have the most important things.

Mo Nanjue held his shoulders, and when Mo Beiyan's condition improved a little and no longer needed the strength to control him, he released his hands, "Let your woman come in to accompany you."

He turned and walked out.

Mo Beiyan pursed his thin lips and looked at his back. The moment the door closed, his eyes suddenly turned red...

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The next day.

Mo Huantong didn't wake up until close to the afternoon, and Mo Beiyan's drug addiction gradually stabilized around five in the morning. She took care of him all night long, and she didn't close her eyes until he fell asleep.

After lunch, Mo Nanjue and Chen An took Mo Beiyan to the hospital. Experts in drug treatment flew over from Canada. Chen An met them at a medical exchange meeting and had rich experience in this field.

Several men were discussing plans and comprehensive examinations in the hospital. They had to wait for a long time. Tong Ran was worried that Mo Huantong would be too depressed. It happened that Mo Yaochen had been running to the hospital since he came back and never went out to relax.

If this continues, I will be so bored that I won’t even be able to laugh.

The inspection ended at about six o'clock. Tong Ran asked the men in black to pick up Mo Yaochen and Luo Gu. Taking advantage of the good weather, they went to the pedestrian street to relax.

Luo Gu had never gone shopping, or even entered a store.
Chapter completed!