Chapter 325: Mo Qinghan's previous life

According to Dong Hongchang’s order, Mo Qinghan must approach Ye Family.
Among the Ye family, he chose the person who is best controlled.
Mo Qinghan borrowed Ye Jiarou and stepped up the Ye family step by step.
After that, Mo Qinghan asked Ye Jiarou to return to Ye Family to find a document.
Wan Yihui left Shanghai at that time and took away a lot of things.
Ye Jiarou did not find the instrument.
Dong Hongchang’s order is to let Ye Jia break his son. Things have been done, Ye Jiarou has no use.
Mo Qinghan put Ye Jiarou into the cell and imprisoned her.
cell.
Ye Jiarou sat in the dark corner and looked stunned.
Mo Qinghan said clearly that if she helped him with Ye Family, she would marry her and give her a rich life.
However, why things will become like this, she was imprisoned.
Ye Jiarou was thinking about it, when the gentle footsteps sounded.
Ye Jiarou looked at the past.
In the darkness, a person's eyebrows gradually become clear.
He slowly stepped forward and looked colder than the darkness.
Mo Qinghan.
Ye Jiarou drew on fear: "You have not said that if I do things for you, will it give me prosperity?"
"Why are you saying nothing now?"
Mo Qing cold smile: "Why do you think I will marry you?"
Ye Jiarou has a glimpse.
Mo Qinghan’s voice is cold and cold:
I am jealous of you, just to get close to Ye Family.

"You can't even find a document. It's a waste."
At this moment, the darkness was heavy and the light in the cell was darker.
Ye Jiarou gnawed his teeth: "You have been lying to me."
Mo Qinghan said with a blank expression: "What about that?"
"You are just abandon, you have no use for a long time."
Ye Jia is a soft heart.
At this time, the black muzzle arrived at Ye Jiarou's forehead, and the touch was cold.
Ye Jiarou trembled and his heart sank.
The cold and cold voice of Mo Qinghan slowly sounded: "You give me a point, if I am not happy, I will kill you immediately."
Ye Jiarou was silent and his heart was frightened.
Mo Qinghan moved away from his sight and his eyes were full of disgust.
He turned and left, his body was straight and indifferent.
The door is closed, behind the dark black cage, and the icy air.
The black phone rang and pierced the silent air.
The phone is the voice of Dong Hongchang: "Is things handled?"
Mo Qinghan: "I have disposed of Ye Jiarou."
Dong Hongchang sneered aloud: "There are only one person left in Ye Family, Ye Chu."
He slowly said: "You kill her."
Mo Qing cold channel: "Yes."
Mo Qinghan immediately let his hand go down to trace the whereabouts of Ye Chu. If anything is discovered, report it immediately.
Mo Qinghan sat in the room and his voice whispered: "The master, found the Ye family's car."
Mo Qinghan passed the cold feelings: "Catch Ye Chu."
Your hand: "Yes."
......
The night was heavy and Shanghai entered the night.
The car was driving on the street and it was quiet.
Mo Qinghan followed the Yejia car. They shot and broke the tires, forcing Ye’s car to stop.
When the car stopped, Mo Qinghan chased him and found that it was a deep alley.
The pale moonlight fell, and it looked particularly gloomy.
In the quiet alley, there is no such thing as Ye Chu.
Mo Qing cold face, looked afar.
The alley is deep and extends forward, deep in the dark, with a little light.
Mo Qinghan blinked, it was a smokehouse.
Mo Qing Han said with a blank expression: "The entire smokehouse is blocked, and one cannot go."
The sound fell in the silent wind, revealing a strong killing.
The man should leave and go to the smokehouse immediately.
The cold wind swept through the lonely night, hiding the deep darkness and the chill of the bones.
Mo Qinghan always walked without hesitation, as if everything was under his control.
......
In the smokehouse.
Mo Qinghan’s people went in and snorted:
Everyone is left, not allowed to leave.

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his hand and shot a few shots straight up.
"砰砰" a few shots.
The people in the smokehouse panicked and the fear filled quickly.
Everyone is terrified and afraid to have other actions.
There is a dead silence in the smokehouse.
Mo Qinghan’s men’s eyes swept over everyone, but they did not find Ye Chu.
The man walked to Mo Qinghan: "The master, Ye Chu is not here."
Mo Qinghan's look was sinking, and it became colder.
The man grabbed a man's collar and screamed: "I just came in a woman, where is she going now?"
This person is the owner of the smokehouse and has a lot of friendship with Su Mingzhe.
He was silent for a few seconds and didn't speak.
At this time, Mo Qinghan moved his footsteps.
He went to the man and looked at the man in a condescending manner.
Mo Qinghan eyes are full of sharp edges, no trace of temperature.
"It seems that you don't want to live."
Next second.
The black muzzle was aimed at the man.
The cold bullets went straight into the man's leg, and the pain suddenly came up.
The sound of colder than the blade slowly sounded.
"Tell me, where did the woman go?"
The man only felt the burning pain in his legs, and the more and more fierce.
He looked at Mo Qinghan, and his heart was a fear that could not be suppressed.
The man resisted the pain and trembled: "There was an exit behind the smokehouse, and the woman and Su Mingzhe fled there."
Mo Qinghan was a tight color.
He knew that Su Mingzhe was the cousin of Ye Chu.
Mo Qing was cold and laughed, and Ye Chu ran. It turned out to be a helper.
Mo Qinghan immediately went to another door of the smokehouse to prepare to catch Ye Chu.
Out of the smokehouse, the night came up.
They looked around and there was a forest nearby.
Straight dark trees stand in the night, falling dark.
The cold and cold voice of Mo Qinghan fell: "Give me them."
He said in a word, the look is getting colder.
"Life and death, no matter what."
A car drove into the woods, ran over the branches, and in the silent night, a small sound came.
Mo Qinghan was sitting in the car and looking out the window, his face was dark and unclear.
After a while, the man came over and reported: "The master, found Su Mingzhe."
Mo Qinghan glanced coldly at it.
The cold wind hit and the dark tree shadow shook slightly.
Then he indifferently retracted his gaze, and the cool voice sounded: "Kill him."
The sound fell on the dark rain curtain and it was very clear.
The gunshot sounded.
Su Mingzhe fell.
The man came over and reported that he still could not find Ye Chu.
Mo Qinghan got off the bus and went to the depths of the woods.
At this time, the cold rain fell from the sky, and the cold enveloped the whole world.
The ground became wet and the water vapor came up.
Mo Qinghan walked in the mud, and every step fell into the rain.
Ye Chu held his breath and lowered his head, letting himself hide in the darkness, and his body was silent.
It seems to melt into the dark night.
It is extremely secretive, and there are trees covering it. Everything is caged in the cold rain.
One person seemed to be approaching, and his footsteps sounded.
Ye Chu's face is extremely pale, the heartbeat is getting faster, and the nervous emotions are surging.
She lowered her head and stood still.
The man stopped.
On both sides is the sound of rain, rustling.
Ye Chu did not look up, but still can feel the cold atmosphere, hit hard.
Through the deep trees, through the cold air.
The sound of Mo Qinghan's sinister bones sounded clearly, as if it were on the ear side.
"Let her run away."
Ye Chuyu tightened his hand, and his eyes were sharp and hateful.
One day, she must kill him and avenge her family.
Mo Qinghan’s extremely cold sight slowly passed over the trees.
He whispered: "She must have not gone far, you go to other places to find."
"Be sure to catch her."
Mo Qinghan's face is dark, and it is even colder than the cold winter.
He moved and was ready to leave.
Suddenly, he turned back and swept the bushes again.
There are no sounds in the air, only the cold wind.
Mo Qinghan did not find the same.
Then he slowly turned and got on the car.
......
After half a month.
There was a newspaper on the table of Mo Qinghan.
He opened the newspaper and his eyes fell.
The newspaper said that Shaohuai Lu Huai is about to get married.
Mo Qing smiled coldly and his eyes continued to move down.
The Warlord is an orphan woman in the Jiangnan area.
her name is.
Ye Chu.
Mo Qinghan was dark and dark, passing the cold light.
He squeezed the newspaper and his fingertips turned white.
Mo Qinghan opened his mouth.
The icy, low-pitched voice slowly sounded: "Ye Chu."
Every word has a hateful hate.