Chapter 2049 They Can’t Come Out, but You Can Go and Accompany Them

the next day.

Mo Nanchong met with the President, who said he would take her to meet Yanzi and the others.

The golden fox will also follow.

Although Mo Nanchong once told her not to go, she knew that Mr. President might want to deal with her, and bringing Golden Fox with her might get Golden Fox into trouble as well.

But the golden fox insisted on following, so she had to take her with her.

In the car, Mr. President and Mo Nanchong were talking and laughing.

"I wonder what the President wants with this ghost cat?" Mo Nanchong held the ghost cat in his hand and looked up at the President.

Mr. President glanced elegantly at the little ghost cat in Mo Nanchong's hand and smiled, "It is of great use."

"Will it die?" Mo Nanchong raised an eyebrow, "I promised the ghost cat mother that I would return the kitten to her."

"Since Miss Mo said so, I will naturally not harm this little ghost cat." Mr. President smiled, "After all, this is the little ghost cat you caught."

On the road that followed, the two of them each had their own agenda, and neither of them spoke.

In the other car, the golden fox held his chin in confusion.

"Something's wrong, nothing feels right."

"What's wrong?" The secretary and Golden Fox were sitting in a car, looking up from time to time at the car in front of them.

"My beloved must be doing something. She hasn't let me follow her today. It's a bit strange. She knows that I like to join in the fun. But today she just won't let me follow. There shouldn't be any danger in following Mr. President. "

The golden fox looked suspicious.

Something must be happening, and it may bring some danger to people.

Otherwise, Mo Nanchong would never reject him.

"How is it possible? The bodyguards around Mr. President are very powerful. How can he be in any danger?"

The secretary shook his head, "Stop guessing, maybe Miss Mo hates you!"

"Why does she hate me? How could she hate me!" Golden Fox put his hands on his hips and looked at the secretary angrily.

The secretary immediately stopped talking.

After all, Golden Fox is also a person with a bad temper and a strong aura.

The President's cars are all black. Behind the long row of cars are several other inconspicuous cars.

"Cousin, is what she said really true?" Wenwen asked while driving, "Is Mr. President really a fake?"

"If Miss Mo said that, it is very possible. And she said that the real president will show up by then." Miss Fang looked serious.

If this Mr. President is fake, he certainly cannot be allowed to stay in this position for too long.

She followed today because Mo Nanchong gave her news, and she was sure that she would probably be able to see the real Mr. President today.

She recalled before that there are indeed many differences between the current president and the past.

No matter how much a person changes, he can't change so outrageously, so he may really be dropped.

That's the man she loves!

If the real President is replaced by a fake one, where is the real President?

How is he now?

Did something happen to him?

Miss Fang's mind was filled with all kinds of questions, and she couldn't wait to bring Mr. President back immediately.

Wenwen still respects her cousin, "Cousin, I understand, don't worry, I'm on your side, I believe you!"

"I have already informed my father. I think he also has suspicions and will make arrangements."

"But we must also be prepared that they will not come." Wenwen said, "After all, the stakes are high."

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The car drove for a long time.

Mo Nanchong looked at the scenery along the way and clearly felt that the car finally reached a mountain.

Although I guessed it, I didn't expect that the car would drive to this place.

She calmly took her phone and gave the stone a location.

"Here we are." Mr. President said as he got out of the car.

After Mo Nanchong and others opened the car door, they also got out of the car.

She looked up and saw a castle-like place in front of her. It was built very secretly in a mountain forest. The surrounding scenery was stunning, and the castle looked very secret.

"Your friends are in here." Mr. President walked forward.

"Are my friends here?" Mo Nanchong hugged the little ghost cat and gently rubbed the little ghost cat's head. The little ghost cat narrowed its eyes.

"Yes, right here."

"Doesn't this place look like a place where people are imprisoned?" Mo Nanchong chatted with Mr. President as he walked.

"The scenery here is not bad." Mr. President smiled slightly.

Mo Nanchong also followed Mr. President with a smile.

When Golden Fox got out of the car with his secretary, he also let out bursts of sighs.

"My God, the scenery here is so beautiful!"

"Damn it, sissy, you Mr. President are too stupid, building a castle like this to hold prisoners? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

The golden fox touched his nose and already had a bad feeling.

Would a normal president do such a thing?

Shouldn't there be a more formal review agency? What does it mean to bring people here? Is it an abuse of private practice?

The secretary has obviously never been to this place.

So when I saw this, my eyes were full of shock.

However, he didn't speak, and just walked forward silently.

Wu Wu brought a group of bodyguards with his eyes full of surprise.

The huge palace-like hall was filled with luxury.

Mo Nanchong held the cat and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. They were all priceless oil paintings.

"Mr. President is very rich."

"After all, he is a president, so he shouldn't be too poor."

Mr. President sat down on a chair, crossed his legs, and looked up at Mo Nanchong, as if he was an emperor with a powerful aura.

At this moment, a large group of people suddenly appeared in and around the house.

These people all had weapons in their hands, and their guns were pointed directly at Mo Nanchong's head.

"Mr. President, what do you mean?" Mo Nanchong hugged the ghost cat and remained calm.

"Oh, Miss Beloved, can you give me the ghost cat in your hand?" Mr. President raised his eyes, his eyes were no longer gentle as before, but became a little sharp.

"So, Mr. President is threatening me? I haven't seen my friends yet!" Mo Nanchong had no intention of making friends with the ghost cat and still held it.

"I'm sorry, your friends are all experimental subjects, so they can't come out to meet you so early. Of course, they can't come out to see you, but you can go with them. According to various data analysis, you are the most suitable person. "

Mr. President raised his dark and terrifying eyes and looked at Mo Nanchong.

The people around him pulled the trigger and began to surround Mo Nanchong one by one.