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Chapter 296, the past is unbearable

When the phone rang, Shali was looking at each other with Scar.

Both of them were covered in a lot of chills, and no one knew what was wrong with them.

No one knows what they were talking about just now.

When Liu Feifei and Xia Yu came down, Xia Li's cell phone just rang.

Xia Yu walked past, "Dad, your phone rang."

Xia Li looked at Scar and suddenly laughed, "Brother, let's do it first. When you have time, we will come to see you again!"

Scar also changed his face and said with a smile: "Well, if you have anything to do, let's go and do it first."

Xia Li turned around and left without saying a word. Xia Yu politely spoke to Scar from behind and followed him out.

"Is it done?" Xia Li took out his cell phone and took it off at the last moment.

The sigh came from the other end, "I originally won almost 700 million yuan, but later, a more powerful person came and was defeated."

"All lost?"

"Um!"

Xia Li sighed heavily, "Okay, come back first!"

Afterwards, Xia Yu was invited to get in the car, start and leave the manor.

After the middle-aged man hung up the phone, he couldn't calm down. He didn't believe that there were young people with higher skills than him.

He put his phone in his pocket and was about to turn around.

A gust of wind blew from behind and he shuddered.

After looking around, I disappeared into the night.

Xiao Mo, who was upstairs, watched the middle-aged man leave downstairs and walked away from the window.

"Xiao Mo, why don't you let someone follow him?" Damazi asked in confusion.

"It's useless." Xiao Mo said briefly.

Mr. Jiang coughed, "Don't say this, this person will come again. By the way, is Xiaomo's check ready?"

"It's ready!" Damazi quickly pulled back his thoughts and nodded, "On your table, there are a total of 350 million."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiaomo's expression.

Mr. Jiang picked up the check on the table, "Xiaomo is what you deserve. I keep my word and the major banks across the country let it withdraw."

Xiao Mo was so excited that he couldn't do it, but on the surface, he was still quiet. He looked at the check handed over by Mr. Jiang and pondered for a while. He knew that if he took the money, he had already begun to embark on another road. He gritted his teeth, "I won't want all of this money. I'll take 100 million. You can see how to distribute the rest. I hope you can help the poor."

Then he looked at Mr. Jiang with a firm look, and he knew that some kind of intersection had occurred between him and Mr. Jiang.

"Why?" Mr. Jiang said with interest: "Do you know how many more than 200 million yuan you lost?"

"I know, it's a big digit." Xiao Mo smiled. "Okay, I'll take only 100 million. It's getting late and I'm a little tired."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand and signaled to Damazi to go out with the others. After they went out, Mr. Jiang said, "Haha, this is where I admire you. Don't worry, this money will be donated to the orphanage, welfare institutions, and some elderly people and children in need..." His eyes began to blur, and he felt sad.

Xiao Mo didn't know why Mr. Jiang, who was still energetic just now, turned into this.

He whispered: "Mr. Jiang, I think he is kind-hearted. Be anonymous, don't use my name."

"Haha, it's considered paying off your debt!" Mr. Jiang took out a check of 100 million and handed it to Xiaomo. "I don't want to ask you why you don't want it, but all this money is what you deserve."

Xiao Mo took the check in his pocket and suddenly felt heavy and felt inexplicably heavy. He didn't know what he would use the money to do?

"Well, can I leave?" he asked casually.

"Yes!" said Mr. Jiang: "If possible, I hope you can help me!"

Xiao Mo chuckled and said, "If, maybe..."

Just when he was about to go out, Mr. Jiang said again, "Xiao Mo, I rented a house with you..." and it broke halfway through his words.

Xiao Mo suddenly turned around and looked at Mr. Jiang with incredible feelings in his eyes. He looked at Mr. Jiang's desire to speak but stopped and asked, "Have you gone to investigate me?"

"It's very easy to find out you." Mr. Jiang repeated: "We will meet soon, haha."

Xiao Mo took a deep breath and closed the door. He didn't understand what Mr. Jiang said, and he rented it with him... He thought of Tong Jing and Cao Chuchu, and slowly went downstairs. He didn't take the elevator, but still walked on the stairs.

And in a villa, Scar and his daughter stood in the living room.

"Dad, what are they going to do?" Liu Feifei asked.

Scar chuckled, "They want to join forces with me."

"Uncle Seven?" Liu Feifei frowned, "I have never liked him very much."

"Why?" Scar asked as he looked at his daughter.

Liu Feifei said bluntly: "There is no reason, it just feels that he belongs to the kind of person who likes to disguise, and it is difficult to figure out. I think he may be different from the route we are standing on."

Scar felt that his daughter had grown up, "Your Seventh Uncle is a businessman, but I am still a bandit."

"I feel that being a bandit is much better than him with a stinking smell and power!" Liu Feifei said stubbornly: "I have heard of Uncle Qi's character in the early years!"

Scar gently patted Liu Feifei, "Feifei, don't think too much, do you know what he is going to work with me this time?"

"What?" Liu Feifei asked with interest.

"Be a casino below!" Scar said slowly, "Did you see it? Your Seventh Uncle has never been a person who dares to be mediocre!!"

Liu Feifei snorted, "I knew that from the beginning, he was using us, don't cooperate! There must be a conspiracy!"

Scar sighed, "Actually, cooperation is also a good way. Both players can develop power. Do you think those people will let me go in the end?"

"Dad, he is the leader of the Qinglong Society. They dare not do anything to you." Liu Feifei said tightly: "I don't think there is any need to cooperate with him!"

Scar sighed. He couldn't tell his daughter about some things. He was just a puppet now and had no real power. The entire Qinglong Society was divided a year ago.

However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

He came out of his shirt pocket to take out an old photo, "I didn't agree to work with your Uncle Seven!"
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