Nine o'clock in the evening.
Shancheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, VIP ward.
Xu Sheng, the head of the Xu family, looked at Xu Hao lying on the hospital bed, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it.
"Director Wu, after our examination, your son is probably in emotional shock, caused by anger. Although the problem is not serious, it is estimated that after waking up, he will temporarily fall into a state of psychogenic stupor, which means that he will not be able to respond to others."
"Or maybe he has a bad temper, but don't worry, these can be cured through long-term treatment." A man dressed as a doctor reported to Xu Sheng.
After listening to this, Xu Sheng didn't say anything, but just stared at Xu Hao on the bed.
The housekeeper thanked the doctor and sent him out.
After the housekeeper returned, Xu Sheng finally spoke up, "Have you investigated what happened?"
The butler nodded and said, "We've investigated everything. Today, the young master made a bet at a gambling stone convention, lost, and was forced to run naked."
"Who is it?" Xu Sheng asked in a concise manner.
"It's Jiang Feng from the Jiang family, and there's a white-haired young man named Mo Laishi. It's mainly because he made a bet with the young master." The butler answered respectfully.
"Jiang family?" Xu Sheng's eyes were fierce, and his voice was filled with murderous intent: "I wanted to give you more time, but now it seems that's no longer necessary."
"What does the media say?" Xu Sheng continued to ask.
The butler hesitated, but finally said, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid we can't handle it this time. There are too many people recording and taking pictures. It's difficult to control."
The last time Feng Xiuwen was beaten by Mo Laishi and was hospitalized, public opinion was controlled because of the official intervention behind the scenes.
But this time it’s different. How could those media be willing to give up such explosive news?
Xu Sheng clenched his fists upon hearing this.
"Notify the agent that I want that Morais to never see the sun tomorrow." Xu Shengsen said coldly.
The butler shuddered when he heard the word "agent," but he still replied respectfully, "I understand."
After saying that, the housekeeper left the VIP ward.
After Mo Laishi and Jiang Feng left the gambling stone conference, they had a meal together. After that, Jiang Feng sent Mo Laishi back to the hotel.
Before getting off the car, Jiang Feng suddenly said, "By the way, Amo, I think I have found the person you asked me to investigate last time."
"Really? Where is that person?" Morais asked excitedly.
"He's the director of the Ren'ai Welfare Home, but it hasn't been open for half a year, so I'm not sure if the person you're looking for is still there." Jiang Feng said.
"It's okay, I'll go check it out myself some other day. As long as I have some clues, thank you." Mo Laishi said with a smile.
The person Mo Laishi was looking for was called Shen Zhaodi, the third great philanthropist on the list.
Because the roster only stated that Shen Zhaodi was in Shancheng, but did not specify where she was, Mo Laishi had to ask Jiang Feng to help him investigate.
Jiang Feng did not let him down and soon found out that Shen Zhaodi was the director of the Ren Ai Welfare Home. However, this welfare home had not been open for half a year, so Jiang Feng was not sure whether this person was still there.
"Actually, I can't help much. Okay, you go upstairs and rest first. If you still can't find it, I'll help you look for it." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
After saying goodbye to Jiang Feng, Mo Laishi went to the hotel.
The elevator reached the 7th floor, and Morales whistled as he came to his door.
Suddenly, he frowned, then he swiped his card to open the door as if nothing had happened.
After entering the room, Morales did not insert the room card into the card slot, but left the room in darkness.
Morais lived in a luxury suite with a living room, so the space was quite large.
He walked straight to the middle of the living room and stood there quietly without doing anything else.
About five minutes later, a smile appeared on Mo Laishi's lips, and he said to the empty room, "You're quite patient. It's been so long, aren't you going to come out?"
Just as Morais finished speaking, a dart suddenly flew out from the shadows of the room and shot straight towards his eyebrows at an extremely fast speed.
Morais caught the dart with his side, and threw it back.
There was a sound of metallic collision in the shadows, and a person slowly walked out.
The man was wrapped in a nightgown, with his head and half of his face also wrapped in black cloth, leaving only a pair of hawk-like eyes exposed.
Japanese ninja?
Mo Laishi was a little surprised when he saw the other person's outfit.
"Who are you? Who sent you to kill me?" Mo Laishi asked coldly with his eyes slightly narrowed.
The ninja didn't answer, but rushed towards him at high speed.
He held a shuriken in each hand and rained down attacks.
Each blow was aimed at Morais's vitals; his eyes, throat, and heart were all within his attack range.
Ten people against three levels?
As soon as the Japanese ninja made a move, Mo Laishi judged his level.
This is a warrior who can fight against thirty people alone.
Who would be so generous as to send such a person to assassinate me?
Although the Japanese ninja was fast, he was no match for Morais's dodge, and all his attacks missed.
Seeing this, the Japanese ninja immediately stopped attacking, took out a small round ball and threw it to the ground.
Bang!
A cloud of smoke rose up.
Two more people walked behind the Japanese ninja, and they looked and dressed exactly like him.
The art of clones?
Quite interesting!
A hint of interest appeared on the corner of Morais' mouth.
As we all know, a ninja's strongest skill is not taijutsu, but ninjutsu.
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