Chapter: 1213

Song Zhilan took out the porcelain bottle and fed Lin Mo a small pill.

Lin Mo recovered a lot of energy when Xiao Huan Dan went to his stomach.

He stopped the bleeding immediately.

Then he got up in a panic and sat on the sofa awkwardly.

Song Zhilan took the medicine and put it back just now, causing him to react instinctively.

Song Zhilan hadn't noticed it before, but realized that Lin Mo's expression was wrong, only then did she remember that she had just touched a place that shouldn't be touched.

Her face was flushed, but looking at Lin Mo's embarrassment, she smiled again.

At this moment, she suddenly discovered that this man with soaring pride had such a shy scene!

Seeing Song Zhilan's smile, Lin Mo was even more embarrassed.

"Ahem, that, Miss Song, or... or send your uncle to the hospital first, right?"

"He can't catch this arm, but this wound has to be dealt with!"

Lin Mo whispered.

He could actually help Hu Yongwen to connect his arms, but he was tired of this person, so he didn't bother to pay attention to these things.

Song Zhilan nodded immediately and found someone to take Hu Yongwen away.

Although Hu Yongwen saved his life this time, it will be very troublesome afterwards.

The matter of finding Xiao San was exposed, and even Song Zhilan looked down on him a little bit.

Another arm was broken, and the days to come, it is estimated that it will be very sad.

Watching Song Zhilan leave, Lin Mo immediately glared at the tiger: "You kid, what did you do just now?"

"Why don't you hold me?"

The tiger looked blank: "Brother, hasn't Ren Song always supported you?"

Lin Mo said anxiously, "Nonsense, she is a girl!"

"This...this is not convenient!"

Tiger: "Huh?"

He was a little confused, Song Zhilan said that she was once the number one beauty in Guangyang City.

Such a beautiful woman holds you in her arms, are you still not happy?

Lin Mo: "Ah what?"

The tiger murmured, "I thought you liked it!"

Lin Mo: "Fuck off!"

The tiger shrugged, admiring Lin Mo even more in his heart.

Faced with a beautiful woman like Song Zhilan, he can still sit back and relax, anyway, he firmly believes that he can't do it!

Lin Mo rested for a while.

Although his medical skills are good, the wound bleeds a lot just now, and it takes two or three days to recover.

However, this bit of blood is also worthwhile to solve the prince's matter satisfactorily.

After that, he went to the backyard and looked for the little gift left by the prince.

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Lin Mo saw an iron cage placed here.

In this iron cage, there is a corpse.

Lin Mo recognized at a glance that this was Huang Liang's corpse.

It's just that now there are only bones left in this body.

The flesh and blood on his body seemed to be torn alive.

The tiger looked terrified: "Brother Lin, this should be feeding the dog alive, right?"

Lin Mo scratched his head, he didn't think that the prince really tortured Huang Liang to death.

However, Lin Mo was not sympathetic to Huang Liang at all.

This person wanted to kill him several times.

Moreover, I even wanted to insult Xu ** last time.

To end up in this situation is also worthy of the crime.

Asking the tiger to dispose of the bones, Lin Mo left with his hands.

At this time, in the suburbs of Guangyang, a group of people gathered together secretly.

The headed person is indeed Song Ruize from the Song family.

Those other people are also high-ranking members of the six major families.

Song Ruize's face was pale, and he said solemnly, "Everyone, Lin Mo destroyed our century-old foundation."

"This grudge must be reported!"

"I have sent someone to contact the No. 1 Assassin in Guang Province, so that he can kill Lin Mo's crap!"

Hearing this, the people of the other five families were all pleasantly surprised.

Family Master Zheng said excitedly: "The No. 1 killer in Guangzhou?"

"You are talking about the eight-faced Yama Qin Wushe?"

"This person... hasn't this person washed his hands in the golden basin?"

"You actually invited him out of the mountain?" JrNovels.com