The gold-plated pen knocked on the table and made a scattered sound. Yin moting planned in his heart. He had to bring Liu morxi back to him, but he was not ready to go to the Han family to open the killing.

The hurried ringing of the telephone broke the tranquility of his thinking and gave him an ominous feeling.

The other end of the phone remembered Haus's anxious voice, "second young master, no, the eldest young master is dying. Please come back quickly!"

Haus is Yan chenye's best assistant. He called in such a hurry to show that Yan chenye's body may really be out of order.

For Yan Shang, this is a turbulent period. Yan chenye's body is getting depressed day by day. I don't know how many eyes are eyeing the throne of the Yan family. Although Yin moting is Yan's blood and should have been Yan Shang's undisputed successor, he hasn't been listed in the genealogy after all, which makes the ownership of the Yan family a subtle problem.

However, Shengkang group has just started. It is not a problem that can be solved overnight if it wants to win Yin's meritorious service for Yan Shang. Although he did not intend to be the person in power of Yan Shang, Yan chenye is his brother. If his brother has orders, he will never let him regret and close his eyes.

Go back. If Yan chenye really falls down, there will be a bloody battle. He is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. If he needs to defend the dignity of the family, he will not spare the blood in his body. But now Liu Moxi is still in danger, which really embarrasses him.

"Second young master, please come back quickly. The eldest young master can't live without you now." Hao Si's voice was mixed with pleading. Yin Mo Ting could smell the smell of gunpowder on the other side of the world through electricity.

Yin moting's heart lit up a raging anger. This is the housework of the Yan family. Now countless people with foreign names want to come in and have a share.

You should know that controlling Yan Shang is equivalent to sitting on the throne of the world's business overlord. Yan Shang has monopolized all the junctions of international trade since the day of its rise. The name of the underworld is even louder than that of the business community. No one dares not to give face to the Yan family. All the captive experts have unique skills, and even Interpol are afraid.

Such forces, which ambitious people do not want to control in their own hands, but who in Yan Shang has no ambition? Otherwise, how can we have a foothold in Yan Shang. Now that the news of Yan chenye's critical illness has come down, I'm afraid those who covet the position of power have already secretly killed red eyes.

"I'll fly back right away. You must control the situation for me." Yin Mo Ting snapped and hung up the phone.

"Anyang, come in." He got up and yelled.

"Mr. Yin, what can I do for you?"

"Book me a ticket right away. I want to go back to Yan's house. And send someone to handle outside Han's house. Be sure to find out the news of Liu Moxi. After I get off the plane, I must know that she is safe." Yin Mo Ting gave orders in a fierce voice, and then took out a gun from the drawer of the desk.

Anyang was somewhat aware of the seriousness of the situation. "Mr. Yin, do you want to go back alone? Let the people from the headquarters go back with you?"

"No, let them stay and be responsible for protecting Liu Moxi's safety." He looked at Ling Guang with a look of death in his eyes. "I want to go back and deal with my housework. You say hello to the people at the airport. I brought a guy with me and asked them to find a way to release."

"Subordinates understand."