145. Chapter 145 Misunderstood Young Master Long and Going Crazy! 7
Long Qingtian stood at the stairway of the hospital. There was a very obvious groove on the wall, with little blood stains inside.
But Long Qingtian's fist was still firmly attached to it. He lowered his head slightly and stared at his feet with bloodthirsty eyes.
Mo Jiayi stood next to him, frightened by Long Qingtian's appearance. She covered her mouth tightly. It took a long time before she finally screamed, attracting the nurses. The nurses took disinfectant and gauze.
They wanted to bandage him, but the cold aura on Long Qingtian's body made them afraid to get close.
Mo Jiayi was ten steps away from Long Qingtian and was very shocked.
She originally thought that Mo Jiu and Long Qingtian were just having a little fight, but now when she saw Long Qingtian's appearance, how could this be a little fight? She was clearly in love with her to the core!
Her fist tightened, she turned her head, took out her cell phone and called Jiang Li: "Xiao Li, no matter what, I have to send Xiao Jiu away this time!"
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After a long, long time, Long Qingtian finally recovered from his anger.
There was no warmth in his cold eyes at the moment, and the aura around him made no one dare to get close. His tall and straight body seemed to contain enough power to open up the world. He turned around and strode out.
Kick, kick, kick!
Suddenly, the only thing that could be heard in the hospital corridor was the monotonous, but very compact, steady and regular footsteps step by step.
After leaving the hospital, Long Qingtian took out his mobile phone and issued a brief order: "Surround all exits in Kyoto and search for Ku Klux Klan organizations throughout the city!"
After hanging up the phone, Long Qingtian took a deep breath, Mo Jiu, it was you who provoked me first!
You made me fall in love with you, and you left without hesitation?
No! This game... I will control the rhythm from now on!
"Brother Tian?" As soon as Long Qingtian walked into the underground parking lot, he heard this friendly and surprised call.
Turning around, I saw Jiang Yichun walking forward step by step with a smile, elegant and noble.
Long Qingtian frowned and said nothing.
Jiang Yichun had long been accustomed to his indifference, and she still smiled and asked: "Brother Tian, is Miss Mo feeling better? I came here specially to see..."
Jiang Yichun twisted her waist slightly, and her posture was very seductive. Her elegant and gorgeous appearance was enough to make any beauty in Kyoto fall under her pomegranate skirt. Of course, this did not include Long Qingtian.
Especially Long Qingtian, who was filled with anger at this moment.
He raised his eyebrows again, and after a while he said coldly: "Don't call me Brother Tian."
"Brother Tian?" Jiang Yichun was stunned, "Brother Tian, did I do something wrong? I..."
"We're not familiar with each other."
Long Qingtian dropped these words and did not look at Jiang Yichun, whose face suddenly turned pale and distorted. He strode away from her without even giving her a sideways glance!
Jiang Yichun clenched his fist, looked back at Long Qingtian's determined back, frowned and shouted miserably: "Mr. Long!"
Long Qingtian ignored her, got into the Land Rover and drove away.
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At this moment, a shiny black Buick was driving on the bustling streets of Kyoto.
Mo Jiu sat in the back seat. After getting in the car, she felt a little dizzy. She thought she was tired. But after closing her eyes and resting for a while, she found that her dizziness was even worse.
At this time, Mo Jiu finally realized that something was wrong!
She has always been in good health, and this little injury could not make her feel uncomfortable at all. She subconsciously pushed the car door, only to find that it was locked!
