Chapter 1433: One thousand four hundred and nine

Chapter 1433: One Four Four Ten
"I'm here ..."
Mo Bei looked like someone. When he raised his eyes, he reached out and raised his scarf a little, revealing the whole picture, and looked at the flow of people.
"Bey, here, here I am."
In the direction of exit b of the subway, some people did not dare to be too sneaky, but they had to avoid the Qin family. They simply wore a very fluffy coat and a gold chain, which was completely different from his usual image meets the.
One thing remained the same: the thin notebook he was holding.
It's a flying eagle.
After yelling at Mo Bei, he looked around again and again, groping, not knowing that he thought he was an ox in a nearby concert ticket.
Just shouted, do you want a ticket?
Mo Bei stowed the phone and walked towards him.
"It's not easy this time, should we intimidate those who wrote the report?"
Feiying flicked the notebook with one hand: "I have already checked it and the information is here. They are afraid of this. As long as we are intimidated, no one will dare to report you."
Mo Bei handed him the milk he bought when he came, and then closed his notebook: "Follow me. These things don't have to be seen. After all, there is something wrong with my hand. Whether I can continue to fight is the point . "
"If something goes wrong, it can be cured."
In addition to the thin little devil, there are many people in black suits who are very present.
This is the standard configuration of the Qin family.
The first reaction of the flying eagle was to run, especially, he thought he had thrown away people, why these people are still there.
When the little devil saw this, he looked back indifferently, and his voice was still a little tender, but the usual gentleman: "Don't come over, just be natural, I want everyone to know that I am black?"
The Qin family over there was a little dumb, when did they become black, but the Qin family was rooted in red seedlings, and the young master really was ... too much like President Qin.
However, they dare not say.
Little Master is the most annoying to others that he is like President Qin.
But the eagle had a shield and said, "You brought it?"
"Meet by chance." The little devil's aura is inherent, because he has to follow people, this time without his own buddy.
Walked towards Mobei, then held her hand, and held her head up: "Grandpa steward is back, the hand can be cured, I came to see Sister Bei, just to tell Sister Bei in advance that you are not without confidence Talk about conditions. "
Mo Bei lowered his eyes: "Grandpa butler can still perform surgery?"
"Yes," Bo Xiaomon said firmly.
The more determined, the deeper Mo Bei's eyes became: "Grandpa the steward is older, and his eyes are not as old as before."
Bo Xiaomon knows that he can't hide his sister Bei: "Yes, so after finishing this game, I won't go to the operating table anymore."
Mo Bei sided, holding a thin devil in one hand, and one hand hanging on one side. The wind that blew in whizzed past, and gradually became a little cold as the car hummed.
Her black hair was blown into a mess, but it didn't affect her face.
Faintly, only the arc of the chin can be seen.
Pale with something else beyond words.
No one could see her expression clearly.
She seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and seemed to have thought nothing.
After almost a minute.
She just opened her mouth.
Just asked.
"Did my brother give me the opportunity for surgery?"
(End of this chapter)