Mo Huantong's eyes were wide open, so shocked that she could not move at all. The scene in front of her was like a sharp sword, almost blinding her.

She really couldn't imagine how cruel he was...

How cruel is it?

He killed the teacher and ignored it like grass. Is other people's lives worse than his hair to him?

Mo Huantong's throat hurts, and she choked up. If they had children, if Mo Beiyan knew that Xie Yanghua was her father, would he be so cruel that he would kill the child directly?

There is nothing he can't do...

How many things did he lie to her?

The gasping sound in the factory lasted for nearly forty minutes. The subordinates tidied up their pants and stood up one by one.

Windsor was covered with torn ragged clothes, and her eyes were dissipated.

Mo Beiyan sneered, "You have finally tasted this kind of taste. I tell you, don't think of touching my people in the next life. Even if I turn into ashes, I will return it to you!"

Windsor was motionless and had no strength to speak.

She suddenly regretted it, regretted that she had to take revenge persistently, regretted that she had transferred the hatred to Mo Huantong, regretted that she had provoked Mo Beiyan, she should have returned to Canada with her baby...

Windsor closed his eyes, but there was no medicine for regret in this world.

"Master, what should I do with her now?"

"Kill."

Mo Beiyan said two words coldly, and he put out the cigarette, put his hands in his pockets and walked out, "Get clean here and don't leave any traces."

"Yes, the eldest master."

The subordinates began to clean up. Mo Beiyan strode outside. He opened the sports car door and sat in. He took out his cell phone as soon as possible and sent a text message: [I'll go to the hospital to pick you up now.]

Behind the factory, Mo Huantong leaned against the wall, and suddenly there were a few bangs and gunshots. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, turned her head and looked into the room, and saw her under her carrying a black cloth bag and walking towards the forest next to her.

Mo Huantong was trembling all over and couldn't even calm down her breathing.

Suddenly, the phone in my pocket vibrated a few times.

Mo Huantong took it out tremblingly, and the words "My Family Yan" jumped on the screen. She was so shocked that she shook her hand and threw her phone away.

Mo Huantong opened her eyes in pain, and she raised her hand to cover her eyes. After several stimulations over the past few days, she almost lost her heart.

***

Mo Beiyan did not receive a text message from Mo Huantong. He thought with a rare good temper. Maybe she was talking to her mother and didn't look at her phone...

Or did she forget to bring her cell phone at all?!

Mo Beiyan pursed his lips tightly, looked at the time, and drove back to the hospital directly.

In the ward, Yunxue put her phone back under her pillow, and the door was pushed open.

Mo Beiyan strode in, and Feng's eyes glanced into the room, "Don't you shout that it's painful?"

"She went out and said she was going to meet a friend." Yun Xue told the truth. Since Huanhuan left, she was also worried about where she went. It would be best if Mo Beiyan could find her.

A friend...

Mo Beiyan narrowed his eyes coldly. Who else could her so-called friend besides Lu Yuwei?!

He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out.

Yunxue watched his back disappear, and took out the cell phone under the pillow.

...

Restoration Cemetery.

Today is not a day off, so the cemetery is deserted and there are almost no one.
Chapter completed!