The situation on the scene was unstoppable. The hatred between the two sides was second to the point, and at most they fought to the death. However, Cao Shengchao, who claimed to be a fisherman, was waiting to get a bargain. He was targeted by him and was definitely a doomed person. Therefore, according to the current situation, it is actually very beneficial to both sides if he could not start a war for the time being. So he could only endure it, and even hoped that Liao Xuebing, who seemed to be in a state of madness, could persuade Mo Laowu, who was already in a state of madness.

Liao Xuebing just kicked open the door of the room and walked in. Mo Laowu and Yin Chu were on guard. After seeing clearly that the person was Liao Xuebing, Mo Laowu's people focused their attention on Yin Chu again.

The layout of the room is close to the luxury of the Presidential Suite Recreation Room, and there is no need to describe it too much in words. The staff responsible for cleaning and sanitation know that as long as one of the things is broken, you will not live for the rest of your life.

Mo Laowu and Yin Chu each leaned on the leather sofa, about two meters apart, and there were Mo Laowu's Havana cigars and Yin Chu's camel cigarettes on a small table in the middle. Behind Mo Laowu was a capable middle-aged man holding a boy of eight or nine years old. There were two people behind Yin Chu, and he was stunned and could not see any expression. It can be guessed that in this severe negotiation situation, he was still carrying a child, and the child was useless, and he would have a ghost. It should be the biological son of Yin Chu, who was controlled by Mo Laowu.

"Okay, don't be nervous. I'm entrusted here to observe and study." Liao Xuebing quickly closed the door and said to Mo Laowu: "Give me some face and let the child go, and then you can go and rest, and I will solve all the rest for you."

Mo Laowu rubbed his temples and smiled tiredly, "Miss Alice Smith, please, she is learning Chinese recently, and she has made great progress and can have a simple conversation with me. Come and sit down and see what else to say to the charlatan. Yin Chu, I have fought with you for ten years. It's really not interesting. At the beginning, you really made me feel a bit of competition fun, but now? There is almost no contrast, all the fun is lost. Do you want to play with you? It's just like adults bullying children."

Yin Chu smiled: "Who is the adult and who is the child?"

Mo Laowu smiled even more happily, "Do you remember the fire in the health care product factory eight years ago? You burned my son to death. Oh, I think it's really sad. It's all because that kid is not smart enough and hasn't even avoided the fire, and he's clean after he dies."

"Oh? Is that right? Then I'll be sad and try harder tomorrow and give birth to another fat boy." Yin Chu, as a doctor of psychology, couldn't guess Mo Laowu's psychological activities at this time. No wonder, if he could guess casually, he wouldn't be the opponent of Yin Chu. What ability would he have to send him to prison for six years?

Mo Laowu changed his expression indifferently. He lit a cigar in his hand, letting the smell of smoke emitted, and said, "I guess you must be very surprised why I asked you to meet you today. The answer to the mystery can be revealed. His name is Zhu Gousheng, who is Zhu Xiangdi adopted son. He is nine years and four months old. He is smart and has great potential. However, when he was three years old, he did not call Gousheng, but was named Yin Anyuan. According to my opinion, this name is really ugly. The name of Yin Mingdi is the ultimate mystery of name learning."

Others understand this sentence only because they are fighting each other and mocking each other, and no one will understand Yin Chu's mood at this moment.

Shocked! First of all, I was extremely shocked, so I felt cold all over my body, my hands and feet were cold, and I couldn't help myself. But after all, it was a gangster giant owl with strong psychological quality. I immediately distinguished from the timid child's appearance, bone development, expression and personality that it was definitely my own biological bone. Children from other families could not look like this, especially the protruding eyebrows and double eyelids hanging down, which looked almost exactly the same as myself.

Six years ago, he received news of his wife and son's death in prison, and was in pain. He was determined to swear to make his enemy die beautifully. He has been working hard for this goal for six years. Now he suddenly saw his son standing in front of him, and was raised by his enemy for six years. The psychological contrast is imaginable.

The scumbag Mo Laowu actually gave him a name for insulting people.

He couldn't help but stand up and shouted softly, "An Yuan, An Yuan. Are you okay? Come to Daddy quickly."

Zhu Gousheng took a step back in fear and said, "Uncle Mo, who is that person? It's so weird. I think he looks like a bad guy on the street who specializes in trafficking women and children."

Mo Laowu said: "Gouyuan, where is your father?"

"Dad seems to be outside."

Yin Chu sat down dejectedly and asked in frustration: "Lao Wu, what are your conditions? As long as it is not outrageous, I can agree to you."

"Wow hahaha!" Mo Laowu finally seized the opportunity and laughed wildly to vent his anxiety and depression. "I don't have any conditions and don't ask you anything! As an opponent who has been competing for ten years, I just want to invite you to see a good show, that is now!"

Yin Chu Yinyin

It doesn't feel good: "What?"

"Du Zuo's clothes are particularly soaked in grease. Just a lighter lighter can turn him into roasted sweet potatoes. You used to turn my son into roasted sweet potatoes, so now, you will enjoy this taste. Ah, ignite the fire in ten seconds, and now the countdown will start."

Yin Chu was shocked and lost his soul and shouted, "Mo Laowu, you..." The current time could not tolerate excessive thinking. He waved his hand and rushed towards Mo Laowu with the two followers behind him.

Ah brushed his clothes and turned his hands, and two black pistols were added to his hands, and he sneered: "Don't think I can't hide the gun after I've been in the examination. You prisoner have been locked up for a few years and you have been out of touch with the real society. Don't move around, bullets don't have eyes, one will die, one will die, two will die, two will die. Very good, Wu Ye, I'm starting to count down, ten, nine, eight..."

Mo Laowu stared at Yin Chu's face with great pleasure, without blinking in an instant.

Zhu Gousheng, who was chubby and round, didn't know that death was approaching, pulled Aji Lichen's corner and said hesitantly: "Uncle Dia, is that bad guy quarreling with uncle?"

Yin Chu said: "Wait, actually your son was eight years ago..."

Liao Xuebing, who had been watching the show coldly, said sternly: "Fuck Mo Laowu, are you crazy? Stop your crazy behavior immediately!" He stepped on the edge of the table, and shouted high at the other end, and was too intense. The gravity immediately overcame it and rotated to rise to the air. In order to prevent the position of the table from changing when walking, the designer usually designs that the weight of the table is relatively large, so it is not easy to move. The four metal legs of this table, plus a bronze chassis and silver inlay on the edges, have a total weight of no less than fifty kilograms, and it flew into the air with one foot of Lao Liao, with an amazing momentum.

Yin Chu was shocked and hurriedly dodged away. Lao Liao had already gently caught the cigar flying out of the tabletop. The iron box bounced off the lid and a brown shiny cigar jumped out. He opened his mouth and bit it with his teeth. He didn't have time to ignite it in a hurry, so he took it in one step, as if he was at his peak. Liu Xiang, who was crossing Mo Laowu's shoulders, twisted his hands, and put off the Azhi's pistol.

The table fell to the surface, fortunately the thick Persian handmade camel velvet blanket slowed down a lot of the falling force, otherwise it would have been scary at this time.

Liao Xuebing raised his foot and stomped on the back of the sofa. Mo Laowu was caught off guard. Although the sofa offset most of the force, it was still as if it was hit by a tank. It flew up involuntarily and rushed towards Yin Chu with his teeth and claws. He was in mid-air. Can he still take photos without doing this?

Yin Chu avoided the table with lingering fear, and was immediately knocked down by Mo Laowu. The two of them hugged each other and rolled to the corner of the wall.

Liao Xuebing pushed Zhu Gousheng and Aqi away, and the pistol swung rapidly in his palms several times, and his hands were performing at the same time. His movements were more skillful than Western cowboys. He froze. Under the unexpected situation of everyone, he shot fourteen consecutive shots at Mo Laowu and Yin Chu. Mars burst out from the muzzle, and the gunshots echoed violently in the room. The six-layer chain crystal chandeliers on the ceiling were shocked by the gunshots and shook. Zhu Gousheng was so scared that his face was pale, and he covered his ears tightly and did not dare to speak.

Then Lao Liao took off the cigar and suffocatedly blew away the smoke from the gun. From kicking up to closing the gun, he moved forward and backward in one go, and it was smooth and free, as if the Vienna New Year concert was playing the music, as if an extremely enjoyable audio-visual feast. But no one of the audience felt that he was enjoying it.

The three followers looked at the corner of the wall nervously and panic. Unexpectedly, the ground was filled with blood. Mo Laowu and Yin Chu hugged each other tightly. Their postures were so lively and their attitudes were ambiguous, just like the modern gangster version of Diromeo and Little. Behind them were fourteen bullet holes in the shape of a body, which almost passed by. As long as one deviation was a slight disaster, it would be a piercing of the intestines and a broken belly.

The two looked at each other and immediately separated at the fastest speed. They stared at each other with big eyes. Mo Laowu said angrily: "Liao Xuebing! What plane are you doing?"

"The child is not wrong, nor is it your tool to vent your anger, so it cannot be killed. There is a source of injustice and debt. If you want to take revenge, I can immediately carry out the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty for Yin Chu."

"Hey, don't joke around, it will scare people." Yin Chu dusted off the dust that did not exist on his knees, raised his head to look at Liao Xuebing and Mo Laowu's eyes, and said, "Actually, Laowu's son is not dead at all."

"What?" This time, Mo Laowu was shocked: "My son is not dead? I know you are unhappy, but there is no need to joke about death. Your son's life is valuable, but my son's life is not valuable? Don't worry, since Abing said that I can raise the dog and save it until he is 18 years old before taking action."
Chapter completed!