Mo Hai's anger drank Mo Zhi directly.

He stared at him blankly, wondering what to say for a while.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then Mo Hai sighed in his heart.

He suddenly turned his head, walked to the bookshelf, and opened a drawer on the first floor.

He turned his back to Morpheus and looked down at the contents of the drawer. There was a box in it that contained a huge sum of money he had saved for Mo.

Even if it really doesn't matter to him, even if he really wants to give the company all to Mo Xicheng, it is to prevent Mo Zhi and Mo Xicheng from having any dispute on the company's shares.

It is also for the convenience of Moses Cheng management company.

But Mo Zhi was his son. He couldn't let go of him completely, so he prepared the money for him.

He picked up the money and was about to turn around. When he handed the money to Mo Zhi, he clenched his hands to his neck!

Mo Hai only felt a strong force, grabbed his neck, his body stiffened, he turned back sharply, and saw Mo Zhi's harsh eyes in the corner of his eyes.

With murder and intent in his eyes, Mo Hai was blindfolded and shocked.

Mo Zhi is really mad.

How can he do this?

Will he give him money if he dies?

Mo Hai's words took root, and made him suddenly think of a possibility.

Yes, if Mo Hai is dead now, then as the son of Mo Hai, he has the right to inherit Mo Hai's property!

At that time, I'm recruiting and operating myself, maybe I can swallow the money alone!

Once this idea came out, he couldn't stop it anymore, and when he looked up, he just bent over to Mo Hai and went to get his back.

Although Mo Hai has been a little bit more blessed than before, the whole person is still handsome, especially the slender neck, just being there, looking at it makes Mo could not help but think, as long as he pinched that neck, then Will die.

Mo Hai died and he could get that money.

The ghost was terrible, and he took a step forward and clasped that neck!

At this moment, to the shocked eyes on Mo Hai, Mo Zhi said very hotly: "Old man, let's die! If you die, your property will be mine! If you die, everything will happen It's over! You're not good to me, you should die! "

With these words, the strength on his fingers increased, making Mo Hai feel breathing hard.

He reached out his hand, trying to break away from the unruly pull. After all, he was a man with great strength.

However, for many years, Mo Zhi, indulged in sensuality, and caused his body to be not very good, so Mo Hai's instinct for survival forced him to open Mo Zhi's hand and push him away!

He stared at Morchi unbelievably. "Morchi, you are crazy!"

Mo Zhi sneered and looked at him, "I'm crazy! I'm a real lunatic! Mo Hai, if you don't give me money today, I will kill you!"

When this word fell, he turned his head sharply, closed the door of the study, and then looked back at Mo Hai.

In his eyes, Mo Hai could not see a trace of tenderness and hesitation, and some were just murderous.

Mo Hai felt like his heart was slowly being cut by a knife, and his heart was painful.

He never thought of it, how could he never think of it, he would treat the child who grew up with his own hands, even to him! He just said, even now, that he really wanted to kill him!