The bodyguard took the phone and was about to make a call. Gui Guzi quickly said: "Wait a minute."
The man smiled: "Sir, you are a smart man and you will know your priorities. The Mojia Gang is very powerful, but your family is in our hands right now."
And as far as I know, recovering memories is not 100% sure. I think the Mo Family Gang will not suspect a little accident."
Guiguzi said solemnly: "My current technical level is only able to put some people's memories to sleep, but cannot completely erase them.
Maybe one day, he will remember, and maybe he will never remember again."
"We won't embarrass you, sir, but please don't play tricks under our noses," the man warned coldly.
Guiguzi's face was solemn. He took off his glasses, pinched his eyebrows, and closed his eyes helplessly.
The man pushed a piece of paper in front of Guiguzi
…
The plane is like an eagle, piercing through the night sky
At this time, the plane began to descend, and the Mo family members who were about to arrive at City A International Airport to pick up the plane were already waiting at the airport exit.
Guiguzi looked calm and got into the Mercedes-Benz driven by Fu Jian and Fu Kang.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Guiguzi, according to the rules, we have to blindfold you," Fu Kang said
Guiguzi nodded
We drove all the way to the headquarters of the Mojiabang, the castle in the forest.
Kuangshi was waiting anxiously at the door. When he saw the car arriving, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went up to it and opened the door for Guiguzi.
As Mo Yanyi's closest bodyguard, no one else except the owner of the Mo family has ever enjoyed this kind of treatment, including the Mu and An families.
"Mr. Guiguzi, please" Kuangshi made a gesture of invitation very politely.
Someone helped Guiguzi into the castle. After a few twists and turns, he came to a white laboratory.
In the room, sat Mo Qixuan, Dewey, and Mo Yanyi, who was tied to the bed and sealed with tape. Anger burst out from his eyes, almost burning Mo Qixuan who was sitting opposite him.
They had no choice but to treat Mo Yanyi like this. He was as strong as an ox, and his fists and kicks were so good that even a fierce tiger couldn't stand him. He punched him in the corner of his eye.
Therefore, he had to use force to wait for his memory to recover. He must also understand the difficulties of his men.
Mo Qixuan sat silently in front of Mo Yanyi
Dewey was playing with his laptop and said with a bit of regret: "As long as you give me another half a year, I will definitely be able to figure out how to restore people's memory, but now I'm just a little bit close."