Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind!
correct!
In Mo City, Mo Zeling said that her father was just a small official.
If it's just a small official, it can't help her.
Because what Su Luo needs is to make all the identity plates of the twenty children, this is not a simple project.
In Su Luo's mind, it must be at the level of the city lord to be able to accomplish this.
Thinking of this, Su Luo took a few steps back and turned around.
The middle-aged uncle guard was standing in front of Su Luo, his eyes were cold and murderous, his face was gloomy, and his face was very ugly!
"Girl, please leave quickly!" The middle-aged uncle narrowed his eyes.
His words were pressed on the scabbard, as if the sword would be taken out of the scabbard at any time to kill!
Su Luo smiled lightly: "Your old man is injured?"
The middle-aged uncle's eyes were dim, and the murderous aura in his eyes was a little richer.
"Let me take a guess. Your old man suffers from thoracic disease, right?"
The murderous aura in the middle-aged uncle's eyes is a bit more!
"That's the chest cavity, no doubt, it was hit by a sword, and there is the poison of iris on the sword?" Su Luo smiled lightly.
As soon as the old man appeared in front of her just now, she smelled a faint toxin of iris grass. Only a god-level pharmacist like Su Luo could smell this toxin, and it was impossible for others to smell it. .
"Who are you!"
The sword in the middle-aged uncle's hand lay across Su Luo's shoulder and neck.
Su Luo smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that when your old man meets me, he will be saved."
The sword in the middle-aged uncle's hand deepened a little further: "Say, who are you!"
The strength of this middle-aged uncle is not simple at all. The person he guards can be said to be the most powerful person behind the entire Mocheng.
How can the strength of the middle-aged uncle be poor if he can protect such a person
But Su Luo was not afraid, she looked at the middle-aged uncle and smiled lightly: "If you kill me, your father's poison will never be cured, and his life will only last three months. ."
"you!"
The middle-aged uncle's sword was about to pierce Su Luo's neck!
But at this moment, the old man who had been silent for a while, said lightly, "Feng Ming, step back."
"Yes."
The middle-aged uncle listened to the old man very much.
Feng Ming
A white light appeared in Su Luo's eyes.
She really guessed it right.
Having been with Mo Ze Lingzi for the past few days, from her mouth, Su Luo has almost learned about the entire sphere of influence in Mo City, as well as celebrities.
As for this Feng Ming, Mo Zeling had focused on it.
Feng Ming, the personal bodyguard of the old man in City Lord Mo's family, is a very powerful strong man, known as a sword from the east.
So... the person he protects is the father of the city lord, the person who has the most say in the city of Mexico
Su Luo originally wanted to negotiate terms with City Lord Mo and get the identity plates for the twenty children, but now that he met City Lord Mo's father, that would be the best.
Old Man Mo didn't move, he just stared at Su Luo: "Do you have something to say, little girl?"
Now that the old man had spoken, Su Luo hurriedly ran over, sat opposite the old man, and said with a smile, "My words are very simple, put together in one sentence, I can save your life."
Old Man Mo's wise and deep eyes stared at Su Luo.