Chapter 252 - Occultism (1/2)
Chapter 252 Occultis!!!”
A white ashtray dashed out from the side and smashed into the waiter’s wrist!
“Ah!”
The waiter let out a pig-like howl and the gun in his hand flew out
The nexthad already stepped in front of the waiter
He grabbed the waiter’s right hand and exerted force on his right arm
Every move and move was completely based on the instinctive reaction of theHeng and drew a circle in the air
“Dong!”
The waiter landed on his back and was s sound
The waiter felt pain all over his body and lost the ability to ritted his teeth and raised his head when two black muzzles were already aimed at his head
“Don’t htly
The next second, his head tilted and he fainted
The black-clothed bodyguard looked surprised He immediately squatted down and quickly checked the waiter’s condition
The bodyguard frowned and turned to look at Fang Heng and Mo Jiawei
“He’s dead, it’s poison He co looked at Mo Jiawei and asked, “Is he here for you?”
Mo Jiaas also shocked
“This…”
The nextht on a futon
Mo Yunxiao
Mo Jiawei’s fourth uncle
Fang Heng sized up Mo Yunxiao, astea and !
On the outside, Mo Yunxiao was not eration to say that they looked like blood brothers
Mo Yunxiao slowly poured three cups of tea and handed the and Mo Jiawei
“Please”
Fang Heng picked up the teacup and took a sip
“Fang Heng, I’ve heard a lot about you”
“You’ve heard of ht to hiht the subtle expression on Fang Heng’s face He smiled and did not answer He lowered his head and took a sip of tea
Because of the assassination incident, Mo Jiaas brought to the police station last night to be investigated He only returned hoht
He had just slept for a few hours and was dragged by Fang Heng to uest
He yawned at the side “Fourth Uncle, Fang Heng is ame and is also our partner”
“He has been in some trouble recently, so he specially caive advice, let’s talk instead”
Mo Yunxiao sat up straight and esture of invitation
“If you have any doubts, feel free to say it”
Fang Heng had already prepared a rough draft before coh description of his memory loss and the ritual he saw in the dream
As for the note that he found in the rented house, Fang Heng deliberately hid it
After listening to Fang Heng’s narration, Mo Yunxiao seemed to have an answer
He whispered, “The memory loss…”
“Uncle, you already know?”
“Probably”