Chapter 1172 Does he know Forsythia? !

   "I want to kill you! Kill you!"

   Accompanied by Bai Youran's roar, the strength in her hand became a bit heavier.

Wen Churan's face has turned blue due to lack of oxygen, staring at a pair of eyes full of horror, and desperately opening his mouth, like a drowning person, making a lingering sound of panting, but it will soon dissipate in the dark night middle.

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  V country, the presidential palace.

  The servant brought the coffee into the study, turned and left, and the moment the door was closed, the lights in the study dimmed.

  Shen Shimo, who was sitting at the desk working with documents, raised his head and scanned the dark study room inch by inch. Then he reached out and pressed the lamp on the desk to turn on, but the lamp did not respond.

what happened?

  Is there a power outage?

  It stands to reason that the presidential palace generally does not experience power outages.

  Even if there is a power outage, the siren will sound immediately. As soon as the siren sounds, a guard will immediately start the engine of the Presidential Palace to restore the current operation of the entire Presidential Palace.

  This process is the slowest and only takes one or two minutes.

  But tonight is very strange.

  No one heard the sound of the siren and no one started the engine.

  Mo sat in the dark study room in his prime, and waited for a while, before the call came, so he got up, prepared to leave the study room, and went outside to see what happened.

  It’s just that when he walked to the door, held the doorknob, and was about to unscrew the door, he seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped.

  After that, he turned his head stiffly.

   Looking back, I saw the breeze blowing on the curtains, and the moonlight infiltrated through the gaps, driving away the invisible darkness in the study, bringing a cold brilliance.

  At the same time, it also illuminates another figure that has been hidden in the darkness of the study.

  Slightly arched, slightly fat...

  The figure shrouded in moonlight is obviously an old man, wearing a doctor's white coat, standing quietly behind Sheng Shimo at this moment.

  No need to look at his face, Mo can recognize this old man at a glance.

  Because they met five years ago...

  It is this old man who approached him five years ago for the purpose of treating asthma, and then took away Wen Churan’s soul!

  Unexpectedly, this old man will appear again after five years!

  He is Mr. H's subordinate.

  His appearance also means that in the past five years, although Mr. H has not moved, he has never given up his purpose, and has always been hidden in the dark, quietly peeping at everything.

  Who is this Mr. H, why does he get Wen Churan, and what does he want to do when he gets Wen Churan.

  All these questions may be answered today.

  Mo slowly released his hand holding the doorknob when he was in full bloom, turned to face the old man, and heard the old man speak first before making a sound.

"have not seen you for a long time."

  The ethereal and ethereal voice seemed to be transmitted to the eardrum from all directions.

  Mo Leng smiled coldly when he was in full bloom, "It's been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect that after five years, you and Mr. H would not stop. Let's just say it. What is the purpose of coming here today?"

  The old man didn’t answer his words, but slowly said, “Presumably Forsythia should have told you everything about you and Wen Churan’s previous lives, including the curse.”

  Hearing this, Mo was stunned in the prime.

  Forsythia? !

  Does he know Forsythia? Know the things in the previous life?

  That is enough to prove that he is also a person related to the previous life.

  In the end, which character he was in the story of the past life is not known in his prime.

  (End of this chapter)