Wen Mo reported the matter truthfully.

A sense of solemnity suddenly appeared in Bo Yucheng's eyes, and even the breath of his body was chilling, "Where did she hurt?"

"The dagger stabbed to the left shoulder." Wen Mo lowered his head and pursed his lips. "The wound is very deep, and the bleeding has not stopped when I left..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's hot fingertips were cold.

He suddenly grabbed Wen Mo's collar and lifted him up, and the veins on his arm were even violent. "I ordered you to protect her secretly. How did you protect her?"

"Wen Mo admits punishment." He has nothing to say about it.

Bo Yucheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the light under his eyes gradually became a little scarlet, "Who sent those dead men?"

The man's voice was terribly cold, like an ice cellar that could make people fall into **** at any time, and the overwhelming and cold aura of the whole body, like a god, also penetrated over the sky.

Wen Mo replied, "I look like a person from the Red Night League of Country A, but I haven't had time to investigate the messenger behind the scenes."

"Red Night League?" Bo Yucheng's Mo pupil became a little deep.

He slowly loosened Wen Mo's collar and pushed him back, his cool fingers rubbing against each other, as if thinking about something.

There are two powers in State A, namely, the Jingshige Pavilion, which only accepts top talents from all fields in the world, and the black and white takes all but rejects evil forces, and the frightening underground organization that is dazzling in the underworld... The Red Night League.

How could Lan Lan provoke the people of the Chi Ye League...

"Is there anything happening over Shen Ruxue?" Bo Yucheng glanced at Wen Mo with the light from his side, and asked coldly.

Wen Mo murmured for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly.

Seeing his reaction, Bo Yucheng guessed something, "After dealing with this matter, you can collect the punishment yourself."

"Yes." Wen Mo replied blankly, bowing his head.

Bo Yucheng dashed out of the office and drove directly to Mingcheng Hospital. The metallic black Maybach was galloping like the wind, and even the shadow of the car revealed a powerful aura...

Wen Le received the news before he arrived at the hospital.

The man strode straight to Shen Ruxue’s ward, Wen Le hurriedly followed, "Bo, Bo, you are cold... calm down, we can't kill in the hospital."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly stopped.

He squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Le, "Shen Ruxue was in the hospital recently. In addition to treatment, he has contacted anyone."

Wen Le frowned slightly, racking his brains to think back.

He brushed up his hair in a daze, "I haven't touched anyone, but I use the cell phone more frequently recently, and I don't know who he is chatting with..."

Before the words fell, his voice suddenly stopped.

Ben didn't take this matter to heart, but when he connected with the assassination of Shi Qinglan, he suddenly realized at this moment!

"She..." Annoyance flashed in Wen Le's eyes, and then he buried his head extremely low, "Please punish him!"

He did stare at the hospital and the people next to Shen Ruxue, but he forgot to confiscate her mobile phone.

Bo Yucheng glanced at Wen Le indifferently, his eyes were a bit gloomy, and the latter instantly covered his back with cold sweat...

"Did you bring a knife?" he asked in an extremely cold voice.

Wen Le was startled slightly, he hesitantly took the dagger he was wearing next to him, and slowly fumbled it out of his arms...

Without hesitation, Bo Yucheng stretched out his hand to grab it, and his slender legs suddenly lifted and kicked down the door of the ward.

"boom--"