A black doctor from a certain American comic

Mo Fei used both firepower to fight all these people, and felt much better.

And because he showed his hand before, he didn't dare to come forward and beat him now.

Qiao Feng got the news that the leading brother was most likely Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and left.

Mo Fei was too lazy to stay and left with Wang Yuyan.

"Wait for me, the big brother in front, wait for me."

Mo Fei didn't expect that Duan Yu would chase him and Wang Yuyan instead of comforting Qiao Feng who suffered a heavy blow.

His nickname of Dali Xiaozhongma is indeed correct. Although he is not his biological child, he looks just like his old father Duan Zhengchun. He is of the opposite sex and inhumane.

"Master Duan Yu, what's the matter?" Murphy stopped and asked helplessly.

In any case, with his relationship with Fucking, it's really hard to bully him. After all... Duan Yu can be regarded as his godson.

"Duan Yu, I came here specifically to thank you for speaking up for my eldest brother. I would like to express my gratitude." Duan Yu bowed to Mo Fei and said, "When your Excellency comes to Dali as a guest in the future, I will definitely sweep up the couch to welcome you."

Of course, Mo Fei could feel that although Duan Yu was thanking him for Qiao Feng, he was actually focused entirely on Wang Yuyan and kept glancing at Wang Yuyan.

"Excuse me for being presumptuous, but I dare to ask my brother about his family and sect? Duan Yuhao will come to visit you in the future."

Come visit me?

I think the drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to steal jade and fragrance, right?

Mo Fei looked at Duan Yu with a half-smile, and said, "I have seen Mr. Duan's excitement in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations in Dali, and I know a lot about Mr. Duan. Mr. Duan, do you know that Miss Mu Wanqingmu came to Gusu to assassinate you?" Do you want to be a family?"

Duan Yu frowned and thought for a while, then said tentatively: "I vaguely remember that the person Wanmei assassinated was named Wang... Could it be that my brother has something to do with those vicious women?"

"No!" Mo Fei shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid to tell Mr. Duan that Yuyan's surname is Wang, and she is the daughter of Li Qingluo, the owner of Mantuo Villa."

"Hiss..." Duan Yu took a breath and said, "Could it be that the person Wan Mei and her mother assassinated was actually this girl's mother?"

"Not only that, Yuyan's mother was born in Dali, Yunnan eighteen years ago, but she later married the Gusu Wang family who came to Dali for business. Her mother was born prematurely when she was less than nine months pregnant..."

Duan Yu: "..."

From the beginning Duan Yu heard that Mu Wanqing and her mother had assassinated Wang Yuyan's mother, and he had a premonition that something was not going to happen.

Because Mu Wanqing said that there are only two targets for her assassination, one is Duan Yu's wife Bai Feng, and the other is a woman from the Wang family in Gusu...

Why did Mu Wanqing come to kill these two people even though they were thousands of miles away from each other despite having no grievances?

Duan Yu is not a fool. He can tell the difference by considering the cause and effect, because Mu Wanqing's mother Qin Hongmian assassinated the women of his old father Duan Zhengchun...

In addition, Mo Fei said that Wang Yuyan was born prematurely...

Is this such a fucking stone hammer?

Wang Yuyan is the sister his old father gave birth to...

Duan Yu raised his head, looked at the sky, and shed a few tears unconsciously: Dad, did my son owe you something in his previous life, and why did you torture me in this life? Why is it that every girl I meet who is attracted to me is your old man’s daughter, my sister?

"Master Duan, are you still ready to follow us?" Murphy said with a smile.

I have saved another lost lamb. I am truly meritorious!

"No, no!" Duan Yu left in low spirits, ready to have a good cry.

There is such a merciless father in the stall, blocking his own path. Life is really boring...

"Uncle Master, why are you talking so much to that young master?" Wang Yuyan frowned.

"Yu Yan, if one day you find that you look less and less like your father, and instead look a bit like Duan Yu who you had a glimpse of today, you will know why." Murphy said with a sigh on his face.

Duan Yanqing, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun are cousins, and they have many similarities in appearance.