Mo Xian lowered his head and lit a cigarette for himself.

He secretly planned everything.

He secretly possesses a force that others should not underestimate. As long as he knows who the supporter behind the old man is, he can replace it.

Although he has been doing things for the old man, after all, he is just a relatively trusted "subject".

He was unwilling to be just a small leader.

Everything about him was ruined by the old man.

Pull him into his camp and think he will be grateful and obedient?

Mo Xian narrowed his eyes, as if he was watching Qin Yu walking over in front of him.

His throat moved and he immediately tried to extinguish the cigarette in his hand.

He knew she didn't like him, but she didn't like him either!

Even so, he quickly stood up and sobered himself a little.

The figure in front of him disappeared.

It's an illusion.

right.

How could she find this place?

Even if she was locked up for a year or two, her brain would never find it here.

Mo Xian suddenly felt itchy and he exhaled.

Turning his head and looking at a drawer on the bookcase and pulling it open.

There are many medicines and syringes inside.

He was about to get it, but suddenly he thought of something and immediately closed it.

He no longer needs to rely on these things.

He can already control himself.

If he hadn't had extraordinary self-control, he wouldn't have been taken aback by the old man.

He will never forget how he was ruined these two days.

His beloved woman married someone else.

His career was also hit hard one after another.

It seems that he can no longer see any hope in his life.

After working hard for so long, nothing was left in the end.

It was at this moment that he accidentally rescued an old man who was in a car accident.

It was him who changed his life.

He pushed the old man away, and was hit by a car to bleed his internal organs, and went to the rescue room.

Later he found out that someone was taking revenge in the car accident that day.

And he just happened to be a scapegoat.

Seeing that he was in a slump and was determined to die, the old man took him to try it out and touched some of his business outside.

It is the butterfly dance club on the surface.

Mo Xian's ability is obviously not just about taking care of a club.

He was valued by the old man and blocked others' path.

Later, in a game, some people gave him medicine and some gave him injections.

They formally destroyed all the spirits of a healthy young man.

He gradually became addicted to the contraband.

He was gradually given up by the old man.

Until one day, he saw Qin Yu still so beautiful and dazzling at a banquet.

All the unwilling slimnesses he pressed into his heart rushed up.

He wanted to take Qin Yu back and find himself back.

So he tried his best to quit.

During that time, it was dark and sluggish.

He almost couldn't stand here upright again.

Because he knew that if he really became an addict, he would not dare to think about how contempt and contempt Qin Yu would look when he saw him again!

He knew that the girl he liked was so proud that he was extremely harsh to the people around him.

Others see her as tricky, stupid, willful and incompetent.

But he looked at Qin Yu and everything was fine.

Everything is fine.

The days he was with her were the most enjoyable time in his life.

Until some time ago.

He contacted the old man.

Only then did I know.

It turned out that the game where he gave him medicine and injections was arranged by the old man.

If he wants to reuse him, he must destroy him first before he can reshape him.

It's just a cost.

If he couldn't quit, the old man wouldn't have looked at him more.

He will be like mud, completely rotting in an unknown stinky ditch.

How ridiculous.

The old man looked down on people who were addicted in this business.

Now, Mo Xian has understood almost all the sphere of influence of the old man and is highly valued.

But he had to stay under the old man.

He needs a chance.

Kill this old man.

Mo Xian sat there quietly.

The whole person is as stiff as a sculpture.

Recalling his past experiences, he covered his face and cried bitterly.

But now, he is no longer qualified to cry.

Time passes by minute by minute.

I don't know how long it took.

When he returned to the second floor of the villa.

The sky is already dark.

A few scattered stars hung on the dark blue sky, and a slender lower Xuanyue.

I guess Qin Yu is already asleep.

He returned to his room.

But before I even sat on the bed, I suddenly remembered what happened during the day.

He is extremely disgusted with what others touch him.

Even though someone had already cleaned the place, he felt very uncomfortable psychologically.

He didn't know what he thought of, but he raised his foot and walked out.

The villa is quiet.

But you can hear the lighter downstairs.

That was Guo Tong smoking to refresh himself, and he was always the most alert.

Zhang Li left and lost a reliable arm, and Guo Tong would only work harder to fill the gap.

Mo Xian was plotted against many times, and Guo Tong was the one he trusted the most.

So when he heard his slight movement, his heart suddenly became silent.
To be continued...