Chapter 413                                                             

"So, the Han family was right to take this and then they unscrupulously committed the crime?" Bo Xianchuan took a breath. It seemed that he still thought of human nature too simply.

"That's right," Mu Huan sighed, "If Han Shaozong is done and the strength of the three major families is greatly damaged, the Han family will be able to overtake and become the richest man in the country."

"If he can't do it, it can maximize the internal conflicts among the three major families."

Just like Mr. Su is afraid that he is so angry that he is itchy about her now. In the future, the cooperation between Bo and Su families will only become more and more difficult.

Bo Xianchuan suddenly realized, "This time the Feng family is probably going to hurt their vitality."

"After all, Master Feng is Mr. Feng's own son. He said he wanted to punish him severely, but he still felt distressed in his heart."

"He has been lying on the bed these days, and he doesn't even have the strength to get out of bed. Feng Tingbei is still thinking about how to deal with the three-bedroom family to minimize the damage to the Feng family."

When Mu Huan heard this, she smiled sourly.

In men's eyes, there is only family and career.

When Feng Chengze ordered his wife to set fire to her and her three children, she and her three children had burned. Did Feng Tingbei ever think about asking them what they think?

"By the way, my sister-in-law, do you think there is someone behind Han Shaozong?"

Perhaps because Bo Xianchuan was quite curious about Han Shaozong when he saw Su Jiu crazy about love:

"I have heard others have been so evil about him these two days. The things he does are really not like those young people who are just in their early twenties who can do it."

"There must be someone behind him to give him advice, but it's hard to say if it's not his father, Old Hantou." Mu Huan always felt that the old loach was not as deep as the Taoist practice.

Unconsciously, Mu Huan's eyes fell on Bo Xianchuan's watch on his wrist.

My nephew's watch is only a few thousand yuan, and it has been worn for many years. When I get used to it, I feel like a treasure and refuse to change it.

What about the watch worn by Han Shaozong? Only the limited edition model is qualified to grab.

Who believes that he has no financial support behind him?

Not to mention, he had to bribe the people of Bo Feng and Su family as much as possible to be spies for him and convey the news.

And the bomb he used this time is obviously the most sophisticated high-end product in M ​​Country, but it cannot be bought with money. It must have channels and also be recommended by senior officials in M ​​Country.

Thinking of this, the people behind Han Shaozong are not only rich in financial resources, but also have great hands and eyes.

Mu Huan had a premonition that the disasters at present were just beginning. In the future, there might be more and more sinister layouts waiting for them.

"Okay, don't think about it. Look at you, your brows are frowning."

Bo Xianchuan couldn't bear to worry Mu Huan to think about these broken things. The sky fell and the men from the Bo family were carrying them.

Mu Huan looked at the time. It was still a few hours before dawn, so she closed her eyes and lay down.

While the work is not started, it is time to sleep for a while. After you start working, it is difficult to sleep for a second more.

Bo Xianchuan did not leave this room, but lay down in the simple single bed next to Mu Huan.

He wanted to tell Mu Huan that this single bed was Feng Ting Beizhi here, specially used to accompany her.

But that fool has never even sat down.

I knew that my eyes were staring at Mu Huan without blinking, for fear that Mu Huan would stop breathing as soon as he closed his eyes.

As the first disciple of the miracle doctor, Bo Xianchuan explained left and right. His dear sister-in-law was just tired and was not at all in danger of her life. Feng Tingbei couldn't listen.

For three days and three nights, Feng Tingbei only knew to look at her and guard her with his eyes wide open.

Bo Xianchuan was thinking about Feng Tingbei, so the other party sent him a text message and asked him if he had any explanation for him?

Bo Xianchuan had no choice but to tell him: The results were not ideal, so he still had to continue working hard.

Feng Tingbei, who received the message reply, could only ask his old father with red bloodshot eyes-

See if you can pry the mouth of the third uncle Feng Chengze and draw clues about Wang Gu and Gu Master.


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