"Alright," he said. He turned around and walked out.
Mo Sanmiao sat beside her. He stood up and walked to the side,""Water? Yes, water. "
He had never encountered such a situation before. He was different from mo Yancheng!
He was just a young master. After he graduated, he went to the company for an internship. Finally, under the training of mo Cheng Huan and Mo qinyong, he started to take over the business!
However, he had no experience in this kind of injury.
"Pa!" At this moment, the thing he was holding in his hand fell.
He looked down from his position and saw Qiming. He was holding a glass shard in his hand and slashing it at a man's throat. The man fell to the ground and covered his throat with his hand. Blood kept spurting out.
"What's wrong?" Superintendent Ouyang turned around and asked.
"It's nothing. My hand slipped. " Mo Sanmiao said. He thought to himself, could it be that these people were the ones who bumped into them?
