Although Xiao Yang could not move, his consciousness was very clear. The moment Young Master Hong entered the Lao Wu Hotel, he understood what was going on. Now he could only quickly use the cultivation method to force the Dantian to absorb the toxins in his abdomen at a crazy speed and expand his cultivation.

"Mr. Mo, that guy has eaten tetraethyl lead now and is unconscious. I will be there immediately." As soon as Young Master Hong got in the car, he reported to Mr. Mo.

"Well, bring it here quickly, I'll feed him some other tonics." The tone of Mo Shao on the other end also became lighter. It was his great honor to be able to solve the problem for Mr. Quan.

"Yes, it will be here soon." Ma Wenhong also became happy. He seemed to see power waving to him, and he could immediately become successful by relying on Mr. Quan's big tree.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly asked the driver to drive the car faster. He could not wait to get Mo Shao’s praise.

At this moment, his cell phone rang again. He picked it up and saw that it was his younger brother calling it. He slowly pressed the answer button, and was about to make a good mood to brag about Ma Wenqing, but he heard Ma Wenqing's anxious voice coming: "Brother, have you offended a college student who is good at ancient martial arts? He said he will go to trouble you in two days."

"Huh?" Ma Wenhong frowned. He seemed to have never offended any ancient martial arts master in his memory, so he asked, "What's the name."

"It seems to be called Xiao Yang."

"Xiao Yang? Haha." When Ma Wenhong heard the name, he burst into laughter and said wildly: "I thought you were talking about who you were talking about, Xiao Yang? He is about to die. He is lying beside me like a dead dog..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "Is that true?"

Buzz!

This voice subconsciously made him fight a cold war, and he hadn't even reacted... Bang, Xiao Yang, who was originally lying in the middle seat, suddenly sat up, and then punched the maid on his right hand with a thunderous force, and didn't even hum a little while. At this time, Ma Wenhong was completely stunned, but Xiao Yang took the phone from his hand and said to Ma Wenqing on the other end: "You did a good job, you did a good job in what I told you."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Ma Wenqing to reply, but he just exerted a little force. Gala, the Apple phone made of aluminum alloy was actually pinched into a ball by him, and the screen made of tempered glass fell down like gravel.

It was so easy for Xiao Yang to do this today. He is now in the middle stage of Qi training. The tetraethyl lead just now gave him great benefits, which increased his cultivation by half.

"You...why are you okay? Didn't you eat that?" Ma Wenhong's lips were trembling, and she was already scared.

"Why must I have something to do after eating that thing? Is that thing very poisonous?" Xiao Yang smiled and said disapprovingly: "For me, it's not poisonous enough, it's like eating sugar beans."

"You...you...you are a monster?" Ma Wenhong was so shocked that she was extremely shocked.

"Yes, I'm a monster." Xiao Yang did not deny it at all and admitted it directly.

At this time, the driver in front discovered the incident behind him and planned to stop and escape. Xiao Yang quickly reached out and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, there are faults and debts, I will not make things difficult for you. You can drive forward. You can drive wherever he wants you to drive. I just want to have a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Mo."

Upon hearing this, the driver calmed down a little and quickly accelerated the car again. He thought that this guy would not deal with him, a little driver. Now he was thinking about arriving at the destination quickly and getting rid of this storm.

After solving the driver, Xiao Yang turned around and asked Ma Wenhong, who was already scared, "If I remember correctly, I should have no grudges and revenge on you, right? Why do you always come to cause trouble?"

"I..." Ma Wenhong trembled. At this time, Xiao Yang's hand had already pinched his neck: "You should know that the power of my hand does not require much power to cut off your neck."

"I was also instructed by someone. Mr. Mo asked me to do this." When Ma Wenhong heard Xiao Yang's threat, he had almost no hesitation and directly reported Mr. Mo.

"Mr. Mo? Who is Mr. Mo? Why did he attack me?" Xiao Yang was also surprised by Mr. Mo who suddenly appeared, because he had no memory of the word Mr. Mo.

"Mr. Mo? He is the young master from the Ye family in Yanjing. I can't afford to offend the Ye family, so I can only obey him." Ma Wenhong said in a pitiful tone, trying to win Xiao Yang's sympathy.

But Xiao Yang was too lazy to pay attention to his sensationality, so he reached out and slapped him in the face. He immediately made his left face flushed and swollen head look dizzy: "Tell me the point, I don't have time to listen to your whine. Why did he deal with me?"

"It's because of the power."

"Why did another Little Power come out?" Xiao Yang was so stunned by this string of Little Power, so he simply raised his fist and said impatiently: "I'll give you a minute to explain the matter clearly."

When Ma Wenqing saw Xiao Yang's fist as big as a casserole, he was so scared that he quickly said, "That's right, Mr. Quan likes your fiancée, Ms. Song, very much, but Ms. Song has an engagement with you. So Mr. Mo came to help Mr. Quan solve this problem, and I am Mr. Mo's subordinate."

It actually has something to do with Song Yuzhi? No wonder Song Yuzhi came to find her.

Subconsciously, he asked, "What is the origin of Mr. Quan? What is the origin of Mr. Mo?"

"Sir Quan is one of the heirs of the Long family of the five major Chinese families. Mo Shao's family is also a wealthy family in Yanjing, so you also know that I had no choice but to do so. If I don't do this, my whole family will have to finish playing..." As Ma Wenhong said, he became sensational again.

Xiao Yang looked disgusted when he heard this. He was about to slap the guy twice, but the driver stopped the car: "It's here."

"Is Mr. Mo inside?" Xiao Yang pointed to the ancient courtyard and asked Ma Wenhong.

"Yes, he lives inside."

"Okay, carry me in."

"Hmm?" Ma Wenhong didn't react. At this time, Xiao Yang slapped the face again, and his face was symmetrically red and swollen. "There is so much nonsense, you can do whatever you want."

Ma Wenhong finally realized something after taking this slap in the face. He hurriedly said, "There is a culprit and a debt. I will go to find Mr. Mo on my back. Can you let me go?"

"You can consider it." Xiao Yang smiled faintly and did not nail Ma Wenhong's begging to death.

When Ma Wenhong heard this, he felt relieved. He quickly got out of the car, then carried Xiao Yang on his back and walked quickly inside.

Ma Wenhong walked around the club with Xiao Yang on his back and soon arrived at Mo Shao’s residence. At this time, Mo Shao was sitting in the hall humming song. Seeing Ma Wenhong coming in, he immediately stood up: "Take this guy in the middle. I will help Quan Shao step on his feet first, and then give him some supplements."

Mr. Mo told me this, but Ma Wenhong did not dare to execute it like this. You must know that Xiao Yang was still pinching his neck at this time. He hesitated and took two steps forward, but he still did not throw Xiao Yang to the ground.

"Take it? Why haven't you throw it away?" Mo Shao saw that Ma Wenhong didn't throw it away, and he was a little angry: "Can you still ask me for help?"

"I do need your help."

When Xiao Yang's voice came out of thin air in the hall, Mo Shao became frightened in an instant. Then he quickly took out a pistol from behind his waist and shouted with great vigilance: "Who? Who is it?"
Chapter completed!