Young Master You listened to their chatter and looked at Young Master Liu strangely: "That kid dared to hit you, but you didn't fight back?"

"It's not that he didn't fight back, it's that there was a Miss Yanjing beside him at that time. We were no match for family background, money, or force, so we could only step on him in this way."

Seeing Mr. Liu's expression of confusion, Mr. Chen quickly explained.

"Miss Yanjing? Who is she?"

Young Master You frowned and his face became serious. He didn't want to offend the eldest lady from Yanjing easily.

"Well, she is the eldest lady of the Wei family, and she probably only has a casual acquaintance with that boy. We didn't want to leave a bad impression on Miss Wei, so we resorted to a literary fight."

When Mr. Chen saw that he was in trouble, he quickly explained.

"That's good. To offend Yanjing's big family all at once is not worth the gain."

You Shao breathed a sigh of relief and said considerately: "Every time Master Mo takes a shot, his energy is consumed. Let's go out first and let Master Mo accumulate his energy first."

"Okay, Master Mo, have a good rest!"

Everyone bowed to Master Mo in awe and filed out, with excitement on their faces, confident of winning, imagining Ding Ning's dejected state of being defeated and crying for his father and mother.

How could Master Mo fail? They never thought of this possibility.

In the office, a fat middle-aged man who remained silent lit a cigarette and handed it to Master Mo. He asked worriedly: "I heard they said that guy is a master of stone gambling. Are you sure?"

"Hmph, where in the world is this master of stone betting? Don't worry, my voodoo is not a vegetarian."

Master Mo, who was always sanctimonious, took the cigarette and put it into his mouth. He put his legs up on the table and puffed out smoke while saying disdainfully that he still looked like the fairy before.

The fat middle-aged man took a deep breath from his cigarette: "Senior Brother Mo, you said that Zhai Fang is just an outer disciple, and he will die if he dies. Why does the leader want us to find the murderer in such a big way? Ninghai is so big, how can we find it?

"

Master Mo frowned and sighed: "I don't know the specific situation. I only know that the villagers placed a life curse on the murderer before he died. As long as we are within one kilometer of the murderer, the poison in our bodies will react."

"Curse of life? Damn it, it will make you lose your soul. The villagers are really cruel."

The middle-aged man was startled and his cigarette ashes fell to the floor.

"There's no point in being ruthless. If you don't die, you're going to die anyway. So what if your soul is gone?"

Master Mo shook his head solemnly: "My Gu skills are only a little better than those of Zhai Fang. Since the murderer can push Zhai Fang to that level, I guess I am not his opponent. If we meet,

Don't do anything, just notify the leader immediately to handle it."

"I know that I have just lived a good life. I will not risk my life for a village leader. At most, I will help the leader to find out the news. If I can meet him, I will meet him. If I can't meet him, I will not seriously search for it.

."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath from his cigarette and said contentedly that his status in the Witch Demon Sect was not as good as that of the villagers, and he had no loyalty to the Witch Demon Sect.

"What Junior Brother Nie said is absolutely true. We brothers and sisters join forces to make a lot of money and enjoy life. Who would really make fun of our lives?"

Master Mo was lying facelessly on the boss's chair, with his legs swaying on the desk, and said with a smile: "The days I spent in the church were really not what people lived. This world of flowers is better. Last night

Those two girls You Jianping respects are really good."

"Hey, senior brother, with your current reputation, let alone two little girls, even if you let that idiot You Jianping give him his own sister, he won't have a problem with it."

Nie Fan squinted his eyes and smiled lustfully, with a flash of envy in his eyes. It's a pity that he doesn't have the skills of Senior Brother Mo, otherwise, how would he get to enjoy those beauties.

…

At two o'clock sharp, Ding Ning showed up at Qishifang and ignored Mr. Liu and others who had arrived early to make a joke. In his eyes, these prodigal sons were his cash machines.

He kept groping through the rough stones on the ground like picking a watermelon. He didn't just plan to simply win the 300 million bet, but also planned to pick some useful rough stones to take back.

Murong Yanran has officially resigned and is preparing her jewelry and jade company. As a partner, he naturally has to contribute.

Hey, Ding Ning was a little surprised to find that among the dozens of rough stones in the newly opened Qishifang, there was actually one that was of good quality. This ratio was already quite high, and it was no worse than Yun Sihai's time.

It seems that the new boss Nie Fan is also a very well-connected guy, Ding Ning thought thoughtfully.

"Senior brother, I...I sensed that person? He won't find us, right?"

In the office, Nie Fan's expression suddenly changed and he said tremblingly.

"I felt it too."

Master Mo took a deep breath, calmed the restless Gu insects in his body, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, this induction is one-sided. We can sense him, but he cannot sense us."

"That's good, senior brother, what should we do now?"

Nie Fan felt a little relieved and asked quickly.

Master Mo's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "Don't worry, let's determine who it is first, and then send a message to the leader immediately. How to deal with it is none of our business."

"What senior brother said is true."

Nie Fan was infected by Master Mo's calmness, and his panicked heart calmed down.

"Let's go, let's confirm the target first. Remember, don't reveal your identity."

Master Mo stood up and walked out, not forgetting to give his instructions.

"I know, senior brother."

Nie Fan took a deep breath and followed Master Mo with his feet a little weak.

Master Mo returned to his previous immortal appearance, walking out of the small building with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.

Mr. Liu and others hurriedly gathered around and said respectfully: "I've seen Master Mo."

Master Mo nodded reservedly, looking around seemingly unintentionally, but secretly looking at the target based on the fluctuations of the Gu worms in his body.

"Cousin, when will that boy come?"

You saw that Master Mo had already come out, but the person he had made an appointment with hadn't arrived yet, so he asked rather dissatisfied.

"Logically it's time to arrive."

Mr. Chen replied with a guilty conscience. Then he remembered that the appointment he made yesterday was this afternoon, but he didn't say the specific time. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

"Isn't that guy afraid to come?"

Someone whispered in a low voice, and everyone's expressions turned ugly. Yes, what if that guy doesn't come?

"What are you waiting for? Call him quickly. Master Mo is very busy. How can you keep him waiting for so long?"

Young Master You looked like a dog-legger and acted like a fox and a tiger.

"Yes, yes, call him quickly and ask him to come quickly."

Mr. Liu responded quickly.

As a result, everyone stared at each other, and then they remembered that no one seemed to have Ding Ning's phone number.

"Hurry up and fight, why are you waiting?"

Young Master You frowned in displeasure and scolded. Normally, he would not dare to yell at Young Master Liu and the others, but now that he has the relationship with Master Mo, he has also become more arrogant.

"I...we don't have his phone number."

Mr. Chen's face turned green and red, he lowered his head and whispered.

"You... you don't even have a contact number, how did you book a bet? What a bunch of pigs, I'm so pissed off by you."

You Shao was stunned, and after a while he gritted his teeth and roared.

Although Mr. Liu and others were unhappy, it was true that what they did was unreliable, so they could only face the scolding obediently, with innocent expressions on their faces, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Here, the boy is already here. Where is he?"

The woman named Sister Fang had sharp eyes. She accidentally looked up and saw Ding Ning's figure, and shouted happily.

"Where is that? Let me take a look."

"Hey, it's really him. I'll call him."

"I'm going too. I didn't expect this guy to be quite confident."

"Hey, this is the real money-giving boy."

…

A group of people ran toward Ding Ning with excitement on their faces. They looked like enemies. They were happier than meeting their biological father.

"You're here."

"Great, hurry up, hurry up!"

"I'm just waiting for you. You didn't even say a word when you came, which made us think you didn't dare to come."

"Hurry up, everyone is impatient."

…

A group of people suddenly rushed up, pulled Ding Ning away, and kept talking. Feeling their enthusiasm, Ding Ning felt a bit like being forcibly solicited by the old madam of the small hotel. These guys eat

I must have taken the wrong medicine, why am I more excited to see my brother than my idol?

Master Mo's face turned pale. As Ding Ning got closer and closer, the poisonous insects in his body stirred uneasily as if they had seen a natural enemy, so he had to patiently comfort him.

He and Nie Fan, who was also pale, looked at each other, and through eye contact they determined that the person the leader was looking for was the person he wanted to bet against.
To be continued...