strictlysupreme Chapter 530 Discourage
Chapter 530 Discourage
"I'll go too." The scholar struggled to stand up.
"No, you stay at Zhang's house, I'll go, you tell Fatty and Brother Mo the news." Yan Xiaoliu shook his head and rejected the scholar's request.
"But." The scholar wanted to say something, but Yan Xiaoliu interrupted him again.
"Scholar, listen to me this time, and I'll go." Yan Xiaoliu looked at the scholar and said.
The scholar was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Zhang Sanshan didn't open his mouth. He understood that the Zhang family was inseparable from the accident at the Mobai Hotel, so it would be inappropriate to speak now.
After several people left, the scholar immediately took out a satellite phone from the bag over there, which Yan Xiaoliu had secretly slipped over to him just now.
After dialing Mo Qiong'an's phone number, the scholar quietly waited for the answer.
"Who is it?" Mo Qiong'an's voice came from the other side.
"I'm a scholar. Brother Chen had an accident and was plotted against at the Mobai Hotel." The scholar said hastily.
Mo Qiongan was stunned for a moment, and originally wanted to ask more questions, but the phone suddenly turned off.
"Scholar, scholar, what are you talking about?" Mo Qiongan asked hastily.
But the other party had already hung up the phone, and there was no sound at all.
Subconsciously dialed back, but the sound of shutting down came from the receiver.
"No." Mo Qiong'an hurriedly got out of bed, and then pressed the button for emergency assembly over there.
Alarms sounded from every room in the entire base camp, and everyone gathered in the hall.
"Who, who is it? He's going to die at night." Fatty Gao rushed out with Xuzhou Ding in his left hand and a big knife in his right, as if someone had robbed him of millions.
"Fatty, what are you doing?" Mo Qiongan looked at Fatty Gao and asked in a cold voice.
"Gather urgently, isn't someone from Dingmen calling up?" Fatty Gao looked at Mo Qiong'an suspiciously.
"Put it down, I have something to say." Mo Qiongan scolded.
Looking at Mo Qiong'an's appearance, Fatty Gao knew that something must have happened, and he didn't dare to mess around casually. He sat obediently on the side, and kept rubbing his sleepy eye sockets.
"I just received a call from the scholar. The scholar said that Jiang Chen was being plotted against at the Mobai Hotel." Mo Qiong'an said solemnly.
"Old Mo, you're overthinking. Who is Jiang Chen? No one can plot against him. Besides, the Mobai Hotel is the territory of the Zhang family. Those people are not looking for trouble when they do something on the territory of the Zhang family." Fatty Gao beat him up. one yawned.
"Before the scholar finished speaking, the phone was disconnected. When I called again, the phone was already turned off, and I just contacted Yan Xiaoliu, but there was also no news." Mo Qiong'an said.
"Then you contact Zhang Sanshan directly. I have a phone number here. I'll come." Fatty Gao took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Sanshan's cell phone number.
But it can't get through at all, and it's completely shut down.
Hearing this voice, Fatty Gao no longer dared to take it lightly.
"Contact the people at the Bamian Pagoda in the Northeast, I want to know what happened at the Mobai Hotel, and who is plotting against Jiang Chen." Mo Qiong'an shouted to the monk next to him.
"Brother Mo, there's no need, you read the news." At this moment, the monkey shouted.
Mo Qiongan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, and saw the monkey pointing to a title on the computer, which read "The Cause of the Mobai Hotel Explosion".
I clicked in and took a look, and found that it only reported the time of an explosion in the Mobai Hotel, without any specific reason, or even what is going on now, a typical headline party.
However, this title has confirmed that Jiang Chen was indeed in danger, and it is very likely that the scholar was also attacked.
"Old Mo, we have to go to the northeast, Jiang Chen can't have any accidents." Zhou Yi'an next to him said in a deep voice.
"I understand, Fatty, you go over there to book a plane ticket. I'll contact my family. We'll meet up in the lobby later." Mo Qiong'an hesitated for a while, and then directly arranged for several people.
"Let's go too." The monk, the monkey and others shouted one after another.
"Monk, come with us, monkey, you bring other people to stay in Jiangcheng, we can't neglect our duties, we have to be worthy of our identities, let's go and understand the situation first." Zhuo Bufan urged.
"I understand." The monkey could only nod in agreement.
Indeed, everyone was inappropriate in the past, and there should always be people who need to stay here.
While in the room, Mo Qiongan contacted his father.
"Dad, what is going on here, could it be that the Zhang family took action against Jiang Chen?" Mo Qiong'an asked in a deep voice.
"A lot of people are involved in this matter, you don't need to participate, as for Jiang Chen, you don't need to worry about it, I will help." Mo Guoan said in a deep voice.
"Dad, Jiang Chen is my brother, am I not even qualified to know anything about him now?" Mo Qiongan asked.
"Xiao'an, there are some things that you and I can't participate in. The Northeast is a big whirlpool. It would be nice to get out of it by participating in it before, but Jiang Chen rushed over again. Alas, I can only tell you that Jiang Chen had a car accident. , His car was hit by a truck, the car exploded, and we found a body in the car, as for whether it was Jiang Chen, we are still not sure." Mo Guoan replied softly.
Mo Qiong was stunned for a moment, the phone in his hand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
"Xiao'an, Xiao'an." Hearing the vibration of the phone, Mo Guoan shouted with concern.
Only then did Mo Qiongan regain his senses, and picked up the mobile phone on the ground.
"Dad, tell me, I'm listening." Mo Qiongan said in a low voice.
"Xiao'an, I know you have a good relationship, but the Northeast is in chaos now, and I don't want you to get involved, do you understand?" Mo Guoan asked in advance.
"Yes." Mo Qiong'an only replied with one word.
"You're not too young anymore. There are some things that you can prioritize. If Jiang Chen is really dead, the Eight-faced Buddha will naturally pursue this matter. It's not up to you to take action. If not, there will be the Eight-faced Buddha to look for it. , you can just wait at ease." After saying this, Mo Guoan hung up the phone.
Mo Qiongan looked at the phone and didn't speak for a long time. He really didn't expect that such a thing would happen to Jiang Chen in the Northeast. This kind of thing seemed to have exceeded his imagination.
"A car accident?" Mo Qiong'an squeezed the phone, the veins on his arms popped up, and then rushed directly to the hall.
"Old man, it's so late, whose call is it?" A questioning voice came from Mo Guoan's bedside.
"It's nothing, Xiao An just had a nightmare, come and ask us." Mo Guoan smiled.
"It's good that it's okay. This kid may not have been back for a long time. He has been outside for so long, and he doesn't know how to come back to see us. Next time, let's see how I educate him."