Huangquan Road, go well!

In just six words, Mo San's complexion, who was still complacent a moment ago, changed drastically, and a great sense of panic surged all over his body.

Mo Wentian's heart sank on the phone, and a strong anxiety was entrenched in his heart.

"What are you going to do?!" Mo Wentian, who had already sensed something, looked at the top of the broken star building, and asked in a deep voice that several black spots were faintly visible on it.

Lin Xiao didn't reply, turned his head slowly, and took out a cigarette again.

Snapped!

When a stick was lit, Xu Hao let his hand loose, and a scream with violent horror sounded in his ears, accompanied by the agitation of the autumn wind, like the most beautiful song in the late autumn.

boom!

A black shadow fell from a hundred-story building.

There was a loud noise.

The black shadow directly hit the roof of Mo Wentian's Audi that had been driving for ten years, and the alarm bell sounded miserably.

The autumn wind leaves leaves, and the cold wind is biting.

I don't know if it is desolate or miserable.

Who is worried?

Who is so worried?

The third young master of the Mo family, "Mo San", fell from such a high altitude and completely died in front of the master of the Mo family, Mr. Mo Da.

There was no bones left, and his death was miserable.

"Saner!!!"

Although Mo Wentian has always been, the city government's heart has reached a peak.

However, when I saw my son's bones disappeared and died miserably before my eyes.

I couldn't help but lose my mind, and let out a loud cry.

At this moment, his face was pale, standing there, looking at the three sons who are no longer adult, his heart was full of sadness, "Lin Xiao, I don't share the same sky with you!!!"

"No matter what powerful means you have right now, I, Mo Wentian, will also crush your bones to ashes, so that you can't die!"

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Mo family, who has always been calm when encountering major events, is no longer the first to be as calm as ever.

who is he?

The head of the Mo family, the fifth largest family, is a high-ranking and powerful, with one person less than 10,000 people, and the emperor of the southern part of Yanjing.

Although it hasn't been able to truly cover the sky with one hand, it has also reached a point that ordinary people simply can't match.

On weekdays, when everyone sees him, they have to respectfully yell Mr. Da, and slapping his beard and horses, and even more willingly become a running dog.

But today, his three sons were actually killed?

Still with this extremely cruel method.

Even the bones that don't exist, just appear in full view.

More importantly, was the person who killed his three sons, or was it a dog who was in his eyes five years ago, that was not wasteful, or even didn't take it seriously?

How does this make him not angry? !

"Mr. Da, be calm when things happen, don't mess up your mind." An old man in Tang costume, about 60 years old, noticed that Mo Wentian was obviously confused and reminded carefully.

He is the butler of the Mo family, and also the personal guard of Mo Wentian, named Guo Kaiyong, a truly brave and strategic old man with a very strong background.

Since Mo Wentian was twenty years old, he has been playing Jiangshan with him. Thirty years have passed since then.

He was able to understand the temperament of this master, seeing it at this moment, lost his mind, and quickly reminded him.

Mo Wentian was awakened by this point. He, who is wise himself, quickly eased up and took a deep breath, "Thank you, Uncle Yong for waking up. I have a sense of measure."

"Lin Xiao killed the three young masters in front of so many faces, no less than beating our Mo family in the face and provoking me."

"I have to avenge the murder of my son. I want to make this dog who lost his family five years ago, this waste, thwart his bones and make him die!"

There is a saying that tiger poison does not eat seeds.

I witnessed the death of my son, and he was still so tragically dying in front of my eyes.

No matter the person in the city's mind reaches the extreme, Peng Ren will be furious and confused.

"Uncle Yong passed on his orders, called someone to the top floor, and caught me the dog named Lin."

"Then the media behind him and the crowd of onlookers were told that they dared to take pictures of my son's death and spread them out and kill the whole family!"

Because there is a lot of noise here, and the news that Mo San was taken away is flying all over the sky.

At this moment, a large number of onlookers have gathered in the broken star building. Among them, there are media and people with good things, at least four to five hundred people.

It can be said that the broken star building is really surrounded by water, and even a mosquito can't fly out.

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, glanced at the terrible and unfamiliar Mo San, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and again ordered: "Take the young master away first."

Although the anger was suppressed, the anger in my heart could not be subdued.

In my teens, I came to the big city of Yanjing from the small valleys of the poor mountains and remote ridges to work hard. After suffering forty years, I finally reached my current status.

I thought it would allow the children of the next generation to enjoy the glory and worry about food and clothing for a few lifetimes.

However, he didn't expect that he would still dare to kill once he reached his current status.

At this point, his eyes showed a fierce light, and his expression was gloomy, like a sleeping lion, and gradually opened his eyes, revealing his sharp minions.

Hundred-story roof.

Lin Xiao shook his phone and didn't hang up the phone for the time being. He believed that Mo Wentian certainly didn't hang up. He put the phone in his ear and played with the taste: "President Mo, come to collect the corpse with a piece of hemp and filial piety, what do you think?"

"Ok?"

Mo Wentian listened to the playful young voice on the phone, the anger in his heart was burning at this moment, and he coldly shouted: "Lin Xiao, you are fine! Really fine!"

Two in a row are good enough to prove how fierce the anger in Mo Wentian's heart is at this moment.

He raised his head, and through the faint light, saw a black shadow standing on the top floor.

Although he couldn't see his figure clearly, but for some reason, he felt a sense of horror for no reason.

For example, the king is over the world!

This…

"Once, there was a couple with a son, and the family was happy and healthy. Although the father was strict, he was very kind to the son, the mother was virtuous, and the husband and the son."

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. One day, this family of three was ruined by you."

"The stern father died, and the gentle and virtuous mother turned white overnight. That son, who became a bereaved dog, was driven out of the city, and he would never return to the city without saying anything."

"Mo Patriarch, when you are doing everything, have you ever thought that people are looking at the sky, and the cycle of cause and effect is going to be retributed."

Lin Xiao raised his head and looked into the distance, with reminiscences in his eyes, sad and boundless hatred!

He can vividly remember the past five years ago.

Still can't forget.

His father died tragically, and his mother kowtowed and turned her head all night, and finally stolen her life.

He remembered all these, all in his heart.

Five years ago, I was the trash in your eyes, the bereaved dog.

Five years later, when I return to my hometown, I am your **** of death!

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