It's just a cover up.

At the beginning, Mo Liting was not much better than himself. On the contrary, his lower body was paralyzed.

Mo Sheng's mouth showed a trace of irony.

If Jolie saw it, she didn't know whether it would hurt or whether she would feel happy.

In recent years, Mo Liting seldom goes out.

This time, he also accumulated not know how much strength, let Su Chen help her play a cardiotonic, just from the bed at home.

It's all about holding on.

He hasn't seen Mo Sheng for so many years. They are old for this face.

When Mo Sheng wanted to get revenge for Jolie, he was just as old as a Yan.

"Ah Sheng, why do you embarrass the grudge between us?" When she spoke, her voice was very light. Because of her illness, she didn't have mo Sheng at all.

However, his words were loud in this quiet place.

Feng Yan's eyes are fixed on Mo Liting. This man's obscure and strange eyes are like cannibals with oppression and arrogance.

And the father he met was pushing his wheelchair

"The grudge between us? Mo Liting, it's been more than 20 years. The gratitude and resentment have changed for a long time. I've been waiting for this moment for more than 20 years. Now, it's not just the gratitude and resentment between you and me. "

"But if you set foot in my territory again for a woman, are you not afraid that I will bury some bombs and die with you as I did last time? Oh, by the way, and your son this time, Jolie should really want to see him. Why don't you go underground with her? Just think of it as my great mercy to have you all reunited underground. "

Mo Sheng captures the indifference in Mo Li Ting's eyes. He is like this. Even at this time, he will not panic.

"You want my life. I'll give it to you. Let them go. I beg you."

Ask?

Mo Heng stands behind him. For so many years, he has never asked for this word in his dictionary.

"Please? Then you kneel down, I may be happy, they around a life, after all, that girl for me, there is no role, and he, I do not want to see him

"Good --!" Mo Li Ting said, really want to kneel down.

"Think twice, sir."

But the next second, his shoulder was pressed.

Lift eyes, is Feng Yan.

"Send him back."

This is what he said to Mo Heng.

Although he was only here for a few seconds, he saw this matter in a few seconds.

However, Feng Yan had only heard of such a thing as posing as an identity, but he never believed it would happen to him.

After all, it's a bad idea for rich people not to be known by their enemies.

Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Fortunately, he had everything ready. If there was no accident, it would end today. How could he allow the main character to leave.

"Sir, I got it."

Mo Sheng listen to this sentence, at the moment originally angry face, showing proud smile.

Some people.

"Bring him here."

Feng Yan originally intended to let Mo Heng take people back, but who knows, he will see the drunken Mo nanjue, who is directly brought in by Mo Sheng's people.

Mo Nan Jue didn't know whether he was beaten by Mo Sheng's people or because he was drunk, so his face was bloody.

Feng Yan had never seen him like this, but he also heard about him.

"Now that you're gone, your son won't?"