Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

"This is probably the first time Mr. Li has apologized. He's a little stiff."

The corners of Jiang Xiaochuan's mouth raised, "However, there will be many opportunities to apologize in the future. If you practice more, you will become proficient."

"Humph!"

Li Mingcan's eyes flashed with resentment, and he turned around and left.

"Master Li, don't leave in a hurry."

Jiang Xiaochuan's voice sounded again: "We haven't compensated for the things we smashed!"

"How much!!"

Li Mingcan gritted his teeth.

"The golden nanmu table, Jingdezhen plates, ivory chopsticks..."

Jiang Xiaochuan counted his fingers seriously and said, "The total is two hundred thousand and one yuan."

"However, for the sake of Mr. Li, that dollar will be waived."

"you!"

When the words came to his lips, Li Mingcan swallowed them back.

Although he knew Jiang Xiaochuan was trying to trick him, he couldn't stay in this ghost place for a second.

After paying the money, Li Mingcan left in a hurry.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The owner of the Longting Hotel must be a professional deceiver.

In just half an hour, more than 300,000 yuan was made, which is more profitable than opening a restaurant.

Sitting in the car angrily, Li Mingcan's face was pale and twisted.

What happened just now was lingering in his mind.

His breathing became increasingly rapid.

Every breath was accompanied by a low roar, as if the anger deep inside was looking for an outlet.

"Master, I served you for the last time, and I didn't expect that I messed up."

Fei San said in a hoarse voice.

"I don't blame you, I made that bastard easy."

After his mood calmed down a little, Li Mingcan had some doubts on his brows.

Based on his understanding of Mu Yingzi, the other party would definitely not pay attention to such a trivial matter.

Jiang Xiaochuan must have used some means to make her come here in person, but as for what it was, he didn't know.

"That bastard does have some tricks up his sleeve!"

Fei San's eyes turned blood red when he mentioned Jiang Xiaochuan.

If he hadn't plotted against him, how could he have ended up in this situation.

"Master, with all due respect, it's hard for you to accomplish anything big without him."

Already about to die, Fei San no longer cared about the distinction between master and servant, and directly spoke out what was in his heart.

"you're right."

Although he didn't want to admit it, Li Mingcan nodded.

The Li family has been keeping a low profile recently, and he is always timid in everything he does.

Without the help of the Mu family, he had been defeated by Jiang Xiaochuan's schemes several times.

Now that the Mu family is backing him, Li Mingcan no longer knows how to deal with Jiang Xiaochuan, let alone get the dragon jade back from him.

"If you want to get rid of this person, there is only one way to go now."

Fei Sanyin spoke sympathetically.

"Uncle Fei, do you have any idea?"

Li Mingcan's eyes lit up, so much so that his voice sounded a little hasty.

Seemingly feeling something was wrong, Fei San shook his head, "It's a bit risky, so let's think of other ways."

"Uncle Fei, you should speak quickly."

Seeing that Fei San was about to speak but stopped, his heart was like a cat clawing at him.

As long as he could get rid of Jiang Xiaochuan, he would be willing to pay any price.

Being stared at by Li Mingcan's earnest eyes, Fei San's heart skipped a beat and he slowly uttered two words: "Rakshasa!"

Rakshasa!

As soon as these two words came out, the temperature in the car seemed to drop a few degrees.

As if he had hit ice, the enthusiasm in Li Mingcan's eyes quickly left.

In Jinghai, regardless of the black and white factions, there is a force that they are unwilling to come into contact with.

That is Rakshasa.

The Rakshasa disciples are ruthless and do things regardless of the consequences, and they practice this evil skill within their sect.

It is said that this evil skill is very strange, and if you are not careful, you will become a walking corpse.

This cult-like organization has become a lingering shadow in the hearts of Jinghai people.

Almost everyone knows that Rakshasa is a plague in Jinghai.

It's a sewer rat.

It is a target for everyone to kill.

Taking the initiative to get involved with them is undoubtedly walking on the edge of the abyss.

If you are not careful, you will fall into a place of eternal destruction.

"Scared?"

Seeing Li Mingcan's timidity, Fei San shook his head secretly.

The breath he was holding in his heart did not come out.

"Send me back."

There was an imperceptible despair in Fei San's voice.

There was a deathly silence in the car.

"Uncle Fei, can you contact them?"

Suddenly, Li Mingcan's voice sounded.

Unconsciously, he changed his tone to that of a junior.

Li Mingcan thought that he would never speak to Fei San in this tone again.

But it turns out that ginger is still spicy.

He wanted to get rid of Jiang Xiaochuan.

But in comparison, Fei San wanted Jiang Xiaochuan to die even more.

Fei San's fame and wealth are not enough to make Rakshasa sacrifice his life.

Li Mingcan could tell that Fei San wanted to use himself, or the reputation of the Li family, to make some kind of deal with Rakshasa.

Killing Jiang Xiaochuan was a seed of water shortage buried deep in Li Mingcan's heart.

Even sewage was something he couldn't refuse.

Because of the defeat in Jinhai, there was already a lot of criticism in the family.

In order to successfully inherit the mantle of the Li family, Li Mingcan must remove obstacles.

Even if it's a deal with the devil.

Therefore, Fei San said Rakshasa.

"Master, have you really made up your mind?"

Fei San looked at him intently.

"You have watched me grow up, could I lie to you?"

Li Mingcan hummed softly.

Hearing this, Fei San's eyes showed a hint of crazy joy.

He said with relief: "Don't be nervous. Dealing with Jiang Xiaochuan won't cause much trouble."

"We just need to contact the people who do private work."

"Besides, you don't have to worry about the Mu family getting into trouble."

"Wang Xiting went to Rakshasa two days ago, but he returned without success..."

On the other side, because of Mu Yingzi's presence, the hall gradually became quiet.

The diners enjoyed the delicious food, and a long queue formed outside the door again.

But Qin Kun and the others were restless.

Seeing that Mu Yingzi had no intention of finding trouble with them, a few people rubbed oil on their soles and wanted to run away.

But every move they made was within Jiang Xiaochuan's sight.

Just as Qin Kun stood up, Jiang Xiaochuan stepped forward and pushed him down on the stool.