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Chapter 1159 The boy said: Let's leave City A
Yang Moyan paused slightly.

The lying posture prevented him from seeing the boy's expression.

But just don't see it.

Based on the boy's not-so-friendly tone, one could tell that the boy was not in a good mood.

As soon as his thoughts fell, the corner of his clothes was grabbed again.

This time without waiting for Yang Moyan to have another reaction.

The clothes have already been pushed up directly and very forcefully!
A piece of blood and flesh on the back was exposed.

In some places, the blood was dry, and the clothes inside had stuck to the flesh.

Lin Zhaoxia also found out.

Then the movement that wanted to reach out and push up stopped.

Looking back and forth at the back that belonged to Yang Moyan, a large piece of bloody place, the boy's eyes began to turn red, and the corners of his eyes were surrounded by white mist...

"Yang Moyan," she said softly, "let's leave City A."

What 13 years ago.

What city A crisis.

What is the secret behind Thomas An Mu and the mysterious person.

She doesn't want to know everything at this moment!
Yang Moyan's injury really stimulated her.

She cared about this person, and it seemed that she had unknowingly reached the bottom of her heart, completely inseparable.

She was so tired all of a sudden.

"When it's over together, I'll leave with you," Yang Moyan moved his body and wanted to get up, but his arm was pressed down the next second. The force was so strong that he didn't want him to get up at all, so he simply kept it That movement didn't move easily anymore, but he said slowly with a smile in his voice, "Take you out of City A, but travel everywhere."

"Okay, I can't go back on my word."

"When did Yang Moyan regret what he said?"

Lin Zhaoxia stopped talking and dug out the family medicine box.

However, there are many medicinal materials and ointments in the family medicine cabinet that are lacking.

For the large bloody wound on Yang Moyan's back, she could only simply disinfect it, because without other ointments, she couldn't deal with it at all.

In desperation, she could only silently take out Yang Moyan's cell phone, opened it and dialed a number.

The other party connected quickly.

As soon as he answered the answer, before the boy could speak, a voice came from the other side, "Yo Young Master Yang, why do you have time to call me? Tell you that I have face, no matter what this time , will not go to your place, you just give up!"

Lin Zhaoxia turned a deaf ear and raised the phone a little higher with a blank expression. When the person on the other side was almost talking, she took the phone back and pressed it to her ear, "Hey Song Yan, I'm Lin Zhaoxia. Yang Moyan is injured. , come here quickly."

"What!? Yang Moyan was injured?"

Song Yan stood up from the armchair in his study at once.

His pupils are shrinking.

Then a word just went out.

I don't know if I heard it or not.

Anyway, he didn't reply to him, so he hung up the phone neatly, and the beeping sound made his head full of black lines.

But he didn't dare to delay, he hurried back to the room and changed his clothes, went back to the study to get the medicine box and mobile phone, turned around and went downstairs, followed the car keys and strode open the door to leave.

He was driving fast.

It was less than 5 minutes before the teenager dropped the phone.

He already felt Yang Moyan's apartment in a hurry.

The accelerator pedal of the car was stepped on the innermost part, and when the brakes were braked, there was a very sharp sound of wheels rubbing against the ground.

The first second the car stopped, Song Yan pulled out the car key, took the medicine box, opened the door and got out of the car.

(End of this chapter)