Mo Wuyou's face suddenly changed and he looked over.

With a bang, the door of the ward was kicked open.

Several people rushed in with their faces covered.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuyou hurriedly picked up the dagger on the table.

There were five people in total. Without saying a word, they waved their baseball bats and rushed forward.

The target is clearly Mo Xian in the hospital bed.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wuyou's face changed drastically, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

Grandpa is already like this, but the other party still doesn't let him go.

Is this going to put grandpa to death?

Mo Wuyou didn't think much and held the dagger in his hand tightly.
Chapter completed!