Chapter 29 Conflict

Dr. Mo was expressionless, his eyes were gently half-open and half-closed, and one hand was firmly on Han Li's wrist.

All his mind was focused on the strength of the true qi in Han's dimensional, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

After a cup of tea, he took a deep breath, as if to spit out all the frustration in his heart. His eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out of his cloudy eyes, making him afraid to look at him.

His face was gloomy. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with Han Li, but there were still no words of scolding.

He waved his hand indifferently and signaled Han Li to follow him.

Han Li obediently followed him. Although he was very interested in the mysterious person on one side, he knew that now was not the time for him to ask casually.

After entering the room, Dr. Mo sat on the Taishi chair tiredly, with his back close to the backrest, half doing and half lying down. The light in his eyes has dissipated, and he has regained the appearance of being sick for a long time.

The mysterious man has been following him closely and never leaving. After he sat down, he stood behind the chair and stood there straight, motionless.

Han Li knew that Dr. Mo was not happy and did not want to take the initiative to touch the other party's moldy head. He walked to the middle of the room like a mysterious person, bowed his head to Dr. Mo, and stopped moving randomly, waiting for the other party to ask questions.

After a long time, there was still no one to say. Han Li was a little strange and couldn't calm down. He quietly wanted to raise his head and peek at Dr. Mo.

"If you want to see it, just look at it. Why do you want to sneak it?" As soon as he raised his neck halfway, Dr. Mo's cold voice came over.

Han Li was stunned for a moment, and then obediently raised his head, his eyes turned a few times on Dr. Mo's face, and immediately shrank back.

Han Li's expression on his face did not change, but his heart was like a storm, rolling non-stop.

Why was Dr. Mo's face so strange all of a sudden? His gray face was faintly covered with a faint layer of black gas. This black gas seemed to be alive, stretching out countless small tentacles, and dancing wildly on his face with his teeth and claws. What shocked Han Li even more was that Dr. Mo changed his rigid expression in the past and showed a fierce and decisive look. He was staring at Han Li with an unkind gaze, and the corners of his mouth showed a little sarcasm.

Han Li felt that the situation was a little wrong, and a little uneasy encircled his heart, and a trace of danger began to spread in the house.

He took half a step back alertly and carefully, retracted his hand to the cuff and grabbed an iron cylinder there, and relaxed his tense nerves a little. At this time, a low mocking voice of Dr. Mo suddenly came to his ear.

"If you are a little smart, do you dare to take it out to play tricks?"

Dr. Mo's body moved, strangely from half lying down to standing. After a yin smile, he shook his body. He came to Han Li's side like a ghost, looking at Han Li and sneered.

Han Li's face changed greatly. Knowing that it was not good, he hurriedly wanted to raise his arm, but his body was numb and he couldn't move.

Only then did he see that the other party's finger was taken away from the acupuncture point in front of his chest.

It's so fast that I didn't notice the other party's action at all.

"Mo Lao, what are you going to do? What's wrong with the disciple? You can always open your mouth. Why do you need to point the disciple's acupuncture point? At this time, Han Li could no longer maintain his previous calmness. He forced a smile and said to Dr. Mo.

Dr. Mo didn't say a word. He just hammered his back a few times with one hand and coughed lightly, looking like an old man who was weak.

However, Han Li had just seen his rapid appearance restraining himself. How dare he really regard him as an ordinary seriously ill old man, and paid more attention to his pretense.

"Dr. Mo, what is your identity, and why do you have to have the same knowledge as a disciple? If you solve the disciple's acupuncture point, what punishment will be borne by the disciple."

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Han Li said a few nice and compliments in a row.

But Dr. Mo ignored it at all. He reached out and took out the iron tube from his sleeve, held it in his hand, and then looked at his performance with a mocking and contemptuous look.

When Han Li saw this situation, his heart suddenly sank to the deepest part, and the idea of expecting to impress the other party with words was completely broken.

It seems that the other party will not give himself a single opportunity to take advantage of it.

Han Li gradually closed his mouth, his face became peaceful, and he looked back at Dr. Mo with no emotion.

Suddenly, everything in the whole house seemed to stand still at this moment. The crows and sparrows were silent and became as calm as before the storm came.

"Good! OK! Good!" Dr. Mo's three words "good" suddenly opened his mouth.

"It's worthy of being the person I like, Mo Juren. Now he can't change his face and don't mess up in the face of danger. It's not in vain that I put so much money on you." He praised Han Lilai all of a sudden.

"What do you want to do with me?" Han Li did not answer Dr. Mo's words, but asked instead.

"Ha ha! What should I do with you?" Dr. Mo repeated Han Li's question without saying yes or no.

"What should I do with you? It depends on how you behave.

"What do you mean?" Han Li frowned and vaguely guessed some of the other party's plans.

"I won't say anything. With your intelligence, you should be able to understand a little, right?"

"I can only guess a small part, but I still don't understand the ins and outs of the whole thing, the cause and effect." Han Li did not deny it and admitted it frankly.

"Very good, this is the right thing to do. If you have any questions, just ask me directly. Don't keep it in your stomach. Dr. Mo smiled sinisterly, and the black gas on his face seemed to thicken a few more layers, and his face was more ferocious.

"I know you have been wary of me and don't really treat me as a master. But it doesn't matter. I don't really treat you as an apprentice. Dr. Mo snorted softly.