Luo Xiao nodded, "There is nothing big happening in the Flame Hall recently, so I'll disturb you."

He changed his subject and seemed to have an extremely ordinary suggestion, "If you put him here, all of these subordinates will not be sure of what they will do. Although you don't give him to me, I don't want to see him die here."

Mu Bailiang looked up and thought about what he meant. Luo Xiao smiled, "Take him into a room and close him. He will definitely not be able to escape if he is so strict in the manor guard. Besides, he is seriously injured. Are you still afraid that he will not be able to do it?"

"Are you caring about him?"

"This is the normal mindset," Luo Xiao shrugged meaninglessly, "You may not listen to me, but it is so cold here. It is possible that if you come tomorrow morning, he will no longer breathe. Of course, the decision is still up to you."

Mu Bailiang swept over his subordinates and several people lowered their heads guiltily. They did have that kind of thought. It was boring to stay in the dungeon all year round, and it was rare to meet a good-looking man, so they naturally wanted to have some fun.

Mu Bailiang thought of what Li Qin said, his eyes tightened and he ordered, "Please carry him to the room, find twenty people to look at him, and find two special guards to clean up his wounds."

"Yes, Master."

Mu Bailiang withdrew his gaze and walked out on Luo Xiao's shoulder, "I've seen it, Mr. Luo should believe me completely, right?"

"That's certain."

"Then, the remaining four pieces of Jade Seven Spirits are still going to bother you," Mu Bailiang said politely, "Stay tonight first and treat you well tomorrow."

Luo Xiao nodded, turned around and looked at Mo Nanjue deeply, then strode out.

...

...

Mu Bailiang arranged him in the villa room. Luo Xiao couldn't sleep, so he turned off the lights and went to the window.

He lifted the curtains and was a garden below. His men with guns patrolled for 24 hours, surrounded by infrared rays and cameras, and first-level defense was better than Chaoyang Capital.

Luo Xiao knew that there were four subordinates guarding the room outside the door.

It is called waiting for orders, but in fact it is just looking at him.

It is absolutely impossible to not be discovered to go out of the manor unless you have wings.

He pursed his lips, Luo Xiao thought for a long time, and took out his cell phone.

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at the same time--

Suburbs, villas.

Tong Ran sat on the bed with her cell phone and London terrain map in her hand. She held her legs and rested her forehead on her knees.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Tong Ran suddenly opened her eyes and quickly took the phone and swiped the screen.

It's a text message: [Mo Nanjue was seriously injured in Mufei Manor.]

The sender is an unfamiliar number.

...

Mufei Manor?!

Tong Ran searched immediately, and the other party obviously bought a black account, and the owner could not be found and other information.

She got out of bed with her cell phone and ran out of the room barefoot.

Mo Beiyan, Chen An and others were in the living room, and Mo Huantong was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Tong Ran walked to the sofa and sat down, "This is what I just received."

She said as she handed her phone over.

Mo Beiyan took it and saw it, "Who sent it?"

"I don't know, I can't find the owner."

"Eighty-mostly it's a black number," Chen An glanced over, and his slender fingers typing on the keyboard, "Mufei Manor..."
Chapter completed!