He Shi stood by the door, just like a door god, with no expression on his face. He stood opposite Ling Yue, also with a cold face. They were like two cocks in front of the fight, with big eyes staring at small eyes, making a look of fighting at any time.

In the car, they didn't know what they were talking about. They couldn't see or hear outside.

Almost five minutes or so, only a "bang" sound was heard, the window glass was hit hard, then cracked, and "crash" fell inside and out.

He Shi and Ling Yue looked at the door almost at the same time, and then they glared at each other with fierce hostility.

"Mo Junbo, if you have a short time, I will never be good at it!" Rong Si's eyes are as fierce as eagles and full of anger towards Mo Jun Bo coldly said.

His right hand clenched his fist, and he was still parked on the right side of Mo Junbo. The window had been broken, the back of his hand had been broken, and he was bleeding at the moment. His eyes are also a red, as if quenched in general, burning himself, also burning others.

"Young master!" He Shi and Ling Yue almost spoke in unison, and then before waiting for the two people in the car to start, they started to work first.

The skill is almost equal, the movement and the speed are also equal.

Mo Junbo's eyes were cold. He raised his right hand and hit the window glass behind Rong Si with a bang. In a moment, the glass broke with a crash.

His eyes were red and gloomy. He looked at Rong Si directly and said coldly, "I'll accompany you at any time!"

Finish saying, didn't say a word again, pull open a car door, get off to stride to leave, "Ling Yue."

Ling yuezheng and he Shi show their fists. Neither of them takes advantage of the other. Hearing Mo Junbo's voice, they stop and stare at He Shi fiercely. They walk toward Mo Junbo, "young master."

"Heshi, let's go." Rong Si says to He Shi, his eagle like eyes stare at Mo Junbo's back, and says coldly to Mo Junbo, "it's better to have nothing to do with you, or I won't let you go if I lose a hair!"

Mo Junbo didn't answer and didn't stop. He walked in the direction of Lingtang.

"Young master, are you all right?" He Shi looks at Rong Si's right hand and asks with worry and concern.

The skin on the joint is all broken. It looks terrible. The blood is dripping down.

He Shi quickly gets on the car, takes the medicine box in the car and treats the wound for Rong Si.

Rong Si doesn't speak, but he deals with it. His eyes are gloomy, tight and cold.

"Drive." Toward He Shi said, "go to Jiang's hospital."

He Shi slightly Zheng for a while, immediately nodded, "OK, young master."

Get out of the car, get in the driver's seat, start the car and drive forward.

"What's the matter? What's wrong with your hands? Why is it bleeding? " As soon as Mo Junbo returns to Lingtang, Yang Lihe sees his injured right hand dripping with blood.

Mo Junbo's hand is no better than that of Rong Si. They almost hit the window with full strength. And still a punch to the thick glass to break, you can imagine, two people are used how much force. And again, both are at the top of their anger.

Mo Junbo smiles at her and says, "nothing, don't worry. It's just a minor injury. "

"The skin is broken like this. It's a little hurt!" Yang Lihe looked at him nervously, with both heartache and panic, "Mo Junbo, I don't want you to have anything. My parents are gone. I don't want anything to happen to you. I can't, can't accept, you don't let me worry, OK? I have no family, only you. You promise me you won't let yourself be in trouble! "

She said with expectation and supplication in a firm face, and her tone was slightly trembling. She is really afraid that her parents' affairs are not finished yet. Now Mo Junbo is injured again. She really can't accept it.

At the moment, Yang Lihe is fragile and the most sensitive. In her eyes, every little thing seems to be a big thing. What's more, the injured man is still her own man, the man she wants to spend all her life with, the man she loves deeply.

Mo Jun raised a warm smile, rubbed the top of her hair with his left hand, and said in a soft voice, "well, I promise you, I won't let myself be in trouble. What I promised you will be done, and what I promised dad will be done. I will take care of you, take care of you and love you all my life. So, don't worry, it's just a small injury. "

"You go home to deal with the wound first, and let Ling Yue accompany you to deal with it. I have a medicine box in my room. It's in my left-hand closet. " Yang Lihe said solemnly to him, and then called Ling Yue, "Ling Yue."

Ling Yue echoed in, "little grandma."

"You accompany Mo Junbo home and help him bandage the wound." Yang Lihe orders Ling Yue.

Ling Yue nodded, "OK, little grandma."

Mo Jun Bo soft look at her, Wen Sheng said, "that I leave first, come back immediately."

"Ling Yue, take this for paternity test. I want to know the result as soon as possible." As soon as you enter the gate of Yang's villa, Mo Junbo gives Ling Yue a bag with two hairs, one long and one short.Ling Yue took over and nodded, "OK, young master."

"How's it going?" Mo Junbo sits on the sofa, and Ling Yue helps him deal with the wound. He asks in a deep voice.

"There will be results by five o'clock." Ling Yue said solemnly, "and the video of the fireworks store has been destroyed. But it will take a little time to recover. "

"When will it be ok?" Mo Jun Bo asked.

"Tomorrow at noon at the latest." Ling Yue said positively.

"With the result, don't let the young granny know."

"Yes, young master. The owner of the fireworks shop and the fireworks manufacturer said they were willing to take full responsibility for the accident

"Take full responsibility?" Mo Junbo sneered, "tell them, I won't do this."

Ling Yue nodded, "I know what to do."

……

Muyun villa

mufang walked back and forth in the room with an anxious face. He had smoked one cigarette after another, and his face was full of restlessness, anxiety, anger and a little bit of panic.

"Lao mu, what's the matter? What happened?" Qiao Nan hurried into the room and asked with concern.

Without saying a word, Mu Fang slapped her in the face with a backhand and said, "Qiao Nan, I shouldn't believe you! All the good things you arranged are pointing at me now! "

"Lao mu..."

"Master, Rong Si and Mo Junbo are fighting." Old Corleone came with a voice of joy.