"He didn't ask to take me there..."

"It's normal. He will definitely not take you with him this time," Mo Nanjue curled his lips coldly. "You know so many things about Han Qingqing, and Tong Ran is here. He is not sure if you will say that he can't afford to gamble."

"There is the Flame Hall in South Africa, but Luo Xiao never mentioned the Flame Hall in front of me. Although we all know it in our hearts, he still avoids it if he can, probably to be on guard against me."

Leng Qing frowned and his tone was a little solemn, "South Africa is really messy. There are a lot of gangs of all sizes, and they are not fuel-efficient. I have never been to the headquarters of the Flame Hall, but I heard from his other subordinates that South Africa is a place where people can kill without blinking, and it is really difficult to get close to..."

Mo Nanjue was not surprised. There were too many places to kill without blinking. "Luo Xiao was so stubborn. I said it a long time ago. After being soaked in black, it was the same. He still kept saying two worlds."

Leng Qing lowered her head, "I shouldn't have followed him..."

Mo Nanjue sneered when he heard this, "I'm sure if Han Qingqing was in his hands, you would still go back and follow him."

“…”

Leng Qing pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Following Mo Nanjue and Luo Xiao are completely different. He can still do some small moves by himself because he can't find out, but if you follow Mo Nanjue, you have a wrong look, he can trap you to death.

This is the biggest difference between the two of them. Luo Xiao has always liked to stand in the dark and play in the dark. Mo Nanjue has always dared to act. Leng Qing thought that if Tong Ran hadn't been caught in the middle, Luo Xiaoba would have been killed with one shot.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Nanjue looked up at him, "Are you analyzing whether you follow me or Luo Xiao?"

“…”

Leng Qing hurriedly lowered his head, his ability to guess...

"You should know the business in Italy at that time?" Mo Nanjue said calmly, "Why did he not go?"

"We were at home that day. Fu Qingshuang came back, and then pulled Luo Xiao up and said something. When he came down, he said he couldn't go and asked me to find this person," Leng Qing reached out and touched his pocket, "I looked for it, and the other party spoke English, and I also spent money to find an interpreter."

He handed over the gold card, and Mo Nanjue took it and took a look, and a large cloud of haze suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This is Mo Beiyan’s private card.

It seems...

The man held his hands tightly, and a red mark appeared on the edge of the palm. Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, broke the golden card and threw it at his feet.

Leng Qing looked at him and was puzzled, "Mr. Jue, is this?"

Mo Nanjue obviously didn't want to mention it more, so he turned around and looked out, "Don't you know what Fu Qingshuang said that day?"

"I don't know, Luo Xiao didn't tell me, and I don't ask much."

Mo Nanjue nodded. It seemed that he could only ask when Fu Qingshuang could speak.

In the room, the Cowherd got up calmly. He did not take off his clothes, picked up the pants on the ground and put them on.

A bright red blood stain on the bed sheet was particularly conspicuous.

Rong Qin's shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, and there were red marks on it. She turned over and was still drunk. She opened her mouth, "Jue Shao..."

Leng Qing opened the balcony door and walked out, threw a stack of money over, "Go out."
Chapter completed!