Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

After a busy morning, Rong Mo put breakfast on the dining table, and the sound of the TV was faintly heard in the living room:

"According to our news report: There is the latest development in the traffic accident between two vehicles that occurred on Nancheng Road on August 8. The staff of the city rescue team salvaged two accident vehicles at 13:8 this morning. Both drivers have drowned. The deceased was identified as a car maintenance worker, and the other deceased was a student from our city’s Public Security University. The police are still investigating the specific details of the accident..."

Rong Mo's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly.

How come there are two corpses?Was it arranged by An Yaohui and the others?

He was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice when Xiu Jin appeared behind him.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work"

"Huh?" Rong Mo was startled. He instinctively took a step back and hit a wall of flesh.

"hiss…"

"Are you okay? Xiaojin, I didn't notice you. I'm sorry. Let me take a look at your wound."

Rong Mo anxiously opened Xiu Jin's coat and was relieved when he saw that there was no blood on the bandage.

"Don't make a sudden noise next time. What if I accidentally hurt you?"

Xiu Jin curled her lips and nodded: "I understand, brother."

"Okay, let's eat. After eating, take the medicine. I'll change the medicine for you. In the afternoon... I'll take you back."

The smile on Xiu Jin's face disappeared instantly, and she lowered her head in disappointment and nodded.

Rong Mo couldn't bear to leave Xiu Jin, but now he was too busy to take care of him.

Breakfast ended in a dull atmosphere.

Rong Mo took Xiu Jin's medicine and put a glass of water on the table. Xiu Jin obediently picked up the medicine and drank it without saying a word, then stared straight at Rong Mo.

Is this asking him for praise?

Rong Mo raised his hand and touched Xiu Jin's furry head: "Xiao Jin is awesome..."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished the compliment, the man smiled, which made his heart move. Rong Mo couldn't help but caress Xiu Jin's face gently. The man's eyes lit up and he stared at him closely.

He reacted suddenly and retracted his hand: "Cough, let me change your dressing."

Xiu Jin was extremely cooperative and the dressing change went very smoothly. Rong Mo wrapped the bandage round and round and caught a glimpse of Xiu Jin's forbearance.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiu Jin nodded.

Rong Mo held Xiu Jin's face in distress: "Just say it if it hurts, brother can still laugh at you?"

Looking at the pair of peach blossom eyes that reflected her, Xiu Jin looked for her own benefit without any politeness: "Brother, can you hug me?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Rong Mo's face, and he laughed and said: "What's so difficult about this? Brother's arms are open to you at any time."

The person buried in his arms responded after a while: "Yes."

Rong Mo patted his back comfortingly. This child was really insecure.

After dinner, Xiu Jin returned to the TV, watching it with gusto.

Rong Mo changed his clothes, wrapped himself tightly, and planned to go out.

He planned to contact Tong Rui and the people around Xiu Jin so that he could take them back, and then go to the underground arena to make his presence felt.

"Xiaojin, you are at home..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiu Jin leaning on the sofa, head tilted to one side, and fell asleep at some point.

He was watching TV just now, and fell asleep the next second. He was really a child.

Rong Mo walked over, gently laid him down on the sofa, took out a blanket and covered Xiu Jin's body.

Then he left a note and left quietly.

The moment the door closed, the person on the sofa opened his eyes, with a chill hidden in his deep eyes.

He walked towards the window, turned sideways towards the figure who had just walked out of the unit door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, said something there, and then lay back on the sofa as if nothing had happened.

.........

Rong Mo pushed up the sunglasses on his face as he walked out of the unit. The person he went to see Tong Rui couldn't wear that mask, so he almost didn't have a hood on his head.

Walking out of the community, Rong Mo's footsteps became faster and faster, and he vaguely felt someone following him behind him.

How could he be targeted?It's impossible. Rong Mo is already "dead" and Xiuren doesn't know him now. So who is behind him?

Finally he turned into the alley and hid behind the wall, intending to catch the man.

There was a sound of running, and a man in a jacket looked around and walked past him.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Rong Mo grabbed the man's arm and pressed it behind his back, pushing the man against the wall.

He lowered his voice and asked with warning, "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

If it was someone who cultivated benevolence, he would have to find a way to deal with the person...

"No, no, no, don't press it...I mean no harm"

Why does this man's voice look so familiar?The grip on the man's hand relaxed, and the man turned his head.

It's actually Tang Zhuo...

"I'm here to find the child you rescued. That's my young master."

"Oh, that's just right. You can take him back."

"???"

Tang Zhuo rubbed his painful arm and looked in surprise at the person in front of him who was covering him up so that he couldn't see his appearance.

Do you believe him so easily?Too hasty?Why would the young master trust someone with such low vigilance?

"I'm not here to pick up the young master. You also know that the young master's identity is not simple. Someone is assassinating him. It's not safe to go back now."

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows: "It's not safe for you, but I'm safe now? You can find him, and so can the person who killed him. I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

"..."

Tang Zhuo didn't expect this man to refuse so simply, and remembered what the young master had just said to him on the phone.

"Two days! As long as you let the young master stay with you for two days, we will pick him up immediately after we finish processing."

He took out another card from his pocket and handed it to Rong Mo: "There are 500 million in it as a reward for saving the young master."

Rong Mo hugged his arms and looked across Tang Zhuo's face: "Is your young master... only worth 500 million?"

"..." Tang Zhuo's eyes widened in disbelief.

Is 500 million still too little for a commoner?Is this person too greedy?

He gritted his teeth with a look of pain on his face: "1000 million! Please take care of the young master for two days!"

Rong Mo took the card in a good mood and put it in his pocket.

"Okay, I reluctantly accepted it."

reluctantly?Are you still reluctant?The 1000 million people on horseback take care of people for two days, how can you still manage to pay 500 million a day?

Tang Zhuo was so angry that he vomited blood in his heart, but sent this man away with a smile on his face.

After Rong Mo left, Tang Zhuo got back into the car and drove away from the old community.

He took out his cell phone and reported the situation to Xiu Jin.

"Master, I have done as you asked...but he asked for 1000 million."

There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, which scared Tang Zhuo and immediately plucked his ears.

Damn it, is the young master laughing?The young master has always had a cold face since he recovered from his illness, but today he actually smiled because of this person?

"Let him go and deduct it from my account. How is Xiuren doing?"

"Xiuren has already transferred 200 billion into Ruidi Group's account. Master, do we want to..."

"No, wait first"

"Master, if you delay for too long, what if Xiuren finds out that he has been cheated?"

Xiu Jin's cold voice came out from the mobile phone with a bit of contempt: "He doesn't have the brains. Don't rush. Just wait for two days and I will give him a big gift."

.........

Rong Mo left from the alley, found a deserted place, took the mask with him, and then hailed a taxi in a good mood.

"Dad, are you so happy that Xiu Jin didn't leave?"

"???"

Rong Mo kicked Baituanzi away in his head: "Go, go, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm happy because of these 1000 million!"

"(ーー゛)Really?"

In the past, 1000 million was still too little. Have you forgotten?The host really knows how to deceive himself and others.

Rong Mo leaned his chin and looked out the window. Although he always said he wanted to send Xiu Jin away, the moment Tang Zhuo appeared, he could feel himself panicking.

He was reluctant to let Xiu Jin go...

The car slowly stopped at Phoenix Gate. Rong Mo opened the car door and walked out, thinking deeply.

"Hello, I'm here to compete in the ring."

The waiter at the bar looked at him in surprise, and a flash of disgust flashed across his face when he noticed it.

"The arena competition is on the second floor underground. Just go down and go directly to the person in charge, Brother Qiang."

Rong Mo pulled up his hat and turned to leave without saying anything.

Phoenix Gate is the largest nightclub in City C. The second underground floor is a famous underground arena where many wealthy people come to have fun.

The rules of the arena competition are easy to click, and there are rules and regulations, but the arena, as the name suggests, does not matter life or death.

Those who can come here for boxing matches are all forced by life to come here to fight.

Of course, this is also a big stage for Xiu Ren to find thugs.

As the elevator slowly descended, Rong Mo saw the strong brother described by the bartender at a glance.

He walked towards the man with a beer belly.

"Hello, I'm here to compete in the arena."

The man glanced at him contemptuously, and after seeing Rong Mo's face, he took a few steps back in disgust.

"Damn, are you here to scare people?" He patted his chest in exaggerated fear: "Xiao Chen, come here and make arrangements."

Yang Pengqiang waved to a young man dressed as a waiter. The young man was also shocked when he saw Rong Mo's face, but he still took Rong Mo to the dressing room patiently.

"What's your name? How old are you this year? I'll register it for you. I'll tell you your playing time later."

"Rong Qi, 24 years old"

Xiao Chen nodded, wrote Rong Qi's name in the notebook, and handed him the key.

"This is the number on your locker. If we play in an arena match, the loss is 500 and the win is 1000."

"What if we play consecutive games?"

The waiter was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked up at Rong Mo: "Are you going to play a series of games? There is no rest time in a series of games, and there are eight games in one round. This is a round-robin battle for you..."

"I know, thank you for reminding me"

"......."

"Twenty thousand for one round in a row." However, I am afraid that if I win a life, I will lose my life. Xiao Chen paused and reminded: "But no one has been able to win a round yet."

Rong Mo nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Your playing time is at four o'clock in the afternoon. Someone will give you the badge shortly. You can hang out here for two hours. Just come back half an hour early."

"OK"