Scarface withdrew from the underground world because of one person, and left Nancheng because of the same person, and has completely disappeared since then.

Yan Xici didn't care at all about Scarface's departure, because he only had one thought in his mind right now.

Shu Yan, you can’t die!

He quickly sent Shu Yan to the hospital for rescue. Standing outside the rescue room, he still felt uneasy and contacted Meng Xiao directly.

"Father, I have a dying man here who needs Nanxi Ao to come to Nancheng."

Nan Xiao is a black doctor with amazing medical skills and equally amazing killing skills.

If Nanxi Ao comes to Nancheng, he will feel more at ease.

In Nanmai, in a huge underground manor, a middle-aged man was sitting on a mahogany chair in the study, wiping the gun in his hand.

The man has grand features, a tall figure, a straight waist, and a domineering posture.

After wiping the pistol, he placed it in the mahogany box on the table and listened to the sound coming from the mobile phone on the table.

"Who are you?"

Meng Xiao's voice was clear, and he slowly took the purple clay pot on the side, poured a cup of tea, and held the tea leaves calmly.

"The woman I like!"

Over there, Yan Xici said eagerly: "Father, I know she is married, and I also know that there is no possibility for me and her, but I can't watch her die. Please! Let Nan Xi'ao come here Bar!"

Meng Xiao was a little surprised when he heard the sound.

After all, it seems that the only woman Yan Xici met in Nancheng was... Shu Yan!

Meng Xiao's eyes suddenly turned violent, and the teacup in his hand made a "click" sound with his strength, turned into pieces, and fell to the table.

He lowered his eyes, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the blood and tea in his hand.

"I agreed."

After saying that, Meng Xiao hung up the phone and raised his eyes to stare at the fragments on the table. His eyes became darker and darker. For a moment, he looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, with a cold and sinister aura.

"I would like to see who is acting like a clown without knowing what is being said!"

Meng Xiao murmured to himself and pressed a number on his phone. After a while, a message was sent to the phone's port.

"My name is Chen Tieguan, codename is Brother Chen. I once lived in Southeast Asia, and then moved to Nancheng to make a living in the raw meat business..."

Scarface's message appeared on the mobile phone page.

Meng Xiao stared at the message above, his thin lips curved in a cold arc, and then he took out his cell phone and called someone, saying only: "Bring Chen Tieguan's head back."

The voice was cold and deep, and the murderous intent was strong.

After saying that, he hung up the phone and then stared at a photo frame on the desktop. Inside was a photo downloaded from the Internet. It was a solo photo of Shu Yan wearing Yunshang clothing series.

Meng Xiao stared at Shu Yan's face with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Girl, although that kid from Xi Ci is careless, he has a good nature, so you can consider it..."

He said, the smile in his eyes getting stronger.

At the same time, Meng Xiao's personal doctor, the black doctor Nan Xi'ao, flew directly to Nancheng. The original six-hour journey was shortened by half.

When Nan Xi'ao arrived at the hospital, Shu Yan was still in the emergency room. The nurse had even taken blood packs five times, and each time she came out with a hand full of blood.

Yan Xici stood outside the emergency room, watching the nurse walking in a hurry, and her hands began to get cold.

"Nan Xi'ao, who suffered a thousand cuts, why haven't you come? Why haven't you come?"