The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

Mu Sheng didn't know where to go, he wanted to stay where he was, and the middle-aged man was leaving too.

The white sable suddenly jumped down, ran to the side of the middle-aged man, and then bit the middle-aged man's pants.

The middle-aged man was surprised for a while, the white ermine seemed to belong to the homeless man.

But Mu Sheng looked over, and the white ermine ran back again, pulling Mu Sheng and wanting Mu Sheng to follow.

Mu Sheng was very surprised, what was going on.

The middle-aged man suddenly changed from surprise to surprise, and then frowned deeply.

Then there was a pause.

"Little guy, you are not a simple creature, are you?"

This time, the middle-aged man looked at Mu Sheng and Bai Diao squarely.

He is a hermit monk.

He has never exposed his monk skills, and he has always regarded his profound energy cultivation as the ability to prolong his life and to be able to meditate and think about things at night.

This allowed him to live longer and more comfortably.

Unexpectedly, a little guy suddenly saw through today.

He looked at Mu Sheng and probed the past with his spiritual sense.

Mu Sheng suddenly felt a feeling of being spied on, and he shuddered, but he didn't move much.

And when the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, it turned out that Mu Sheng was a second-level mysterious person.

No wonder he said that he is a big shot, the second level of ordinary mysterious practitioners, in this turbulent world, he can indeed be a big shot.

It's just that this middle-aged man doesn't like it at all, because his strength is far beyond that.

"What's your name? If you don't say your name, how do I know who you are?"

The middle-aged man asked Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng raised his head and thought for a while, Mu Sheng?

"My name seems to be Mu Sheng."

The middle-aged man patted himself on the face, my God, don't you even know your name?

But looking at the bruises all over Mu Sheng's body, this guy couldn't have fought someone and then lost his memory after being beaten.

Mu Sheng didn't know how much memory he still had, so he quickly looked up the self in his memory, and found that his name was indeed Mu Sheng, but he had a painful childhood and grew up wandering all the time.

This memory seems to be a black mass, not like the real self.

Mu Sheng had no choice but to be skeptical and agree with this memory first.

"Come with me, I don't seem to know a monk named Mu Sheng in my memory."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then he stopped struggling and asked Mu Sheng to follow him.

"My name is Yuan Cang. When I look for your life experience, I'm afraid you were beaten into amnesia during the battle. It would be great if you can remember it. If you can't, then I can only ask you about it. "

Yuan Cang said so.

Naturally, he couldn't let a monk with amnesia walk on the street.

Otherwise, if this monk is really hungry and robs some places directly, then even the police may not be able to do anything about it.

It's not necessary to send some monks to arrest Mu Sheng.

The Xuanzhe Alliance, this Yuan Cang didn't want to provoke too much, so he had to take Mu Sheng home.

Seeing that Yuan Cang was eating and drinking for himself, Mu Sheng thought for a while, he had profound energy, and the other party's tone sounded like a monk, so he stopped thinking about it.

Find a place to rest and recover your memory slowly.

Mu Sheng picked up the white sable and followed him forward.

Musheng seems to have rarely experienced the vegetable market in the alley.

There are water stains and some rotten leaves and dead fish thrown out here and there.

Mu Sheng hid in these places and followed the middle-aged man.

But the middle-aged man glanced back, this Mu Sheng was really a big shot, he should have never been to these places.

Then the middle-aged man came downstairs to his rented room, took out his phone, and asked Mu Sheng to wait where he was. He wanted to call the company, but he couldn't go today.

And Mu Sheng was waiting there, looking around from time to time.

"Don't you have eyes, you can even touch my car?"

Suddenly, Mu Sheng was attracted by a noise. He turned around and saw that a car driving a Bentley collided with a car of a vegetable market aunt.

"You're talking nonsense, I never bumped into your car, I was in front of you."

When the aunt in the vegetable market saw the car logo, she naturally understood that if she couldn't argue with it, she might be stuck in it for the rest of her life.

"Hey, I said you are unreasonable. I was driving forward, and you suddenly backed up. It's not because you bumped into my car."

This time it was fun, the people who watched the excitement saw that the aunt's car did indeed back up, because there was a hurdle in front of it, and it would back up if it couldn't get over it.

But this Bentley car was too close, and it was still moving forward, which was also his fault, so I wanted to see how this incident was resolved.

"Get out of the car and deal with it, I can't stand the smell here."

Suddenly, a luxuriously dressed lady sitting in the car said to the driver in front that she would never have come to this dirty poor people's market if she hadn't asked someone for something.

"Go away, Madam doesn't have the time to talk nonsense with you today, if you don't go away, you will never even think about buying vegetables in your life, poor ghost."

The driver got out of the car and yelled at the vegetable seller, and then looked at the place where the vegetable seller had scraped off a little bit, feeling a burst of heartache.

In fact, the car does not belong to him, but he was only afraid that the lady sitting behind the car would pursue him, so he got angry for a while.

The position of this driver is not easy to do, but the money is really a lot, so he is also afraid of losing it.

"The guy who takes power."

The people around wanted to watch the excitement, but the driver not only cursed at the aunt, but also involved the people around.

Calling the people watching the theater around you called dead poor ghosts, who can bear it.

I saw a bystander first cursed, and then a cabbage leaf was thrown out, directly hitting the leather shoes that were still cleaning the dirt on the vegetable market floor.

Suddenly, several people who were pointed at and scolded by the driver threw the vegetable leaves at the driver.

As for the driver, how could he stand up to it? Even though he was the lady's driver, he was at least somewhat fit to handle general affairs.

But he is not a bodyguard after all.

It was just right, but suddenly the lady couldn't stand it anymore, she winked at the man on the co-pilot, and that man rushed down immediately.

That person was the lady's bodyguard, quickly got out of the car, grabbed a person against the attack of those vegetables, and punched him.

The person who was hit fell to the ground in an instant, and blood flowed from his nose.

"Who threw it away just now!"

The man yelled loudly, how could those onlookers dare to answer.

"He! And him!"

The driver quickly identified a few people, and then the bodyguard went up and slapped them a few times, and these people couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

He was caught as soon as he turned around, and then collapsed on the ground with a slap, his head dizzy.