"I disdain it." Ou shaohuang suddenly said calmly.
His cold eyes fell on ou Zhifeng's smooth face, like the thin hatred wrapped in a cocoon.
"That's what you used to do. You gave up my mother. Today, you repeat the scene of the past. Don't you think you are a failure?" Ou shaohuang is indifferent.
He waved.
A large group of people came out of the dark, well armed, sharp eyed and murderous.
Hoo Hoo!
The crowd came forward and soon suppressed the bodyguards brought by Ou Zhifeng.
Even Ou Zhifeng has been pinned down.
Under the white suit of Ou shaohuang, a pair of long legged trousers are straight and cool.
He stepped forward, determined like a warrior on the battlefield.
"I'm not your puppet."
Ou shaohuang boarding.
Seeing off his son and seeing his son go away with his own eyes, a greater hatred comes from the bottom of my heart.
On the plane.
"Little Lord, they took nanduo out of the country. Now they have arrived at the border of country y. it seems that they are in contact with the Filipino party, the killer organization of country y." He said.
At the beginning, their people traced the trail of onando, and the direction was always wrong.
Morson couldn't find any trace of onando.
At this time, ou shaohuang suddenly directly ordered to trace the news of Mo Yan or Mo Lun.
After Shaozhu made clear the direction, Mosen traced the two sides' activities in Z country during this period, and finally found some clues.
"Filipino party!" Ou shaohuang is frozen and frozen.
A very bad premonition stuck in my heart.
"Yes." Murson whispered.
His feet are cold now.
Although the Filipino party is a local organization of country y, it still takes on assassination missions from all over the world. It is a team of mercenaries.
These people are notorious internationally.
Bad reputation is not because of anything else, but once they take a list, the people at the bottom like to play, play very big, very open, general women in their hands, basically live in, die out.
Between Ou shaohuang's fingers is a pen.
His slender fingers rubbed the steel pipe, bit by bit devouring the cold on the pen, and finally the pen became hot.
Hiss!
The pen was broken in two.
With a squint in his eyes, ou shaohuang said coldly, "let the prince of country y be the bait to lead out the leader of the Filipino party."
"But --" Mosen's heart trembled.
It's big hair.
Just in case, just in case you lose your sailor, people will attack you all over the country
Ou shaohuang raised his index finger.
"Yes." Morson nodded.
Y border.
Onando was pressed on the seat by several women, drawing her face and wearing various skirts.
They've made people, ghosts and ghosts.
After that, she was carried by several powerful women and came to a magnificent hall.
High, long row seats.
The old man with curly hair was dressed like a nouveau riche, and his mouth was inlaid with gold teeth.
Unfortunately, a face as fat as a pig.
It's disgusting to watch.
And the man sitting in the wheelchair beside him is somewhat similar to Mo Yan. Looking at this situation, it seems to be the ink wheel of Fu Ji meeting that Mosen once said.
After she was caught by the beacon fire, she put on a sack and turned around. At this moment, I don't know what happened, but she came to this strange ghost place.
She was also wearing a few women's clothes with complex colors, just like a peacock.
A group of smelly men with wonderful aesthetic taste.
The bottom of Ou nanduo's heart is a little hairy, but his face is very common, just like playing.
She was taken to the wheelchair of Mo Lun.
Ink wheel with a sick handsome, but a face is still some people.
He watched onando approach with a smug smile on his face.
"Come here." He waved to onando.
"Uncle, aren't you having a bonfire party?" She said with a smile.
Pretending to be relaxed, the legs under the skirt are slightly numb.
A group of people, one by one ugly with crooked melon crack jujube like, but their waist, arms and other parts of the gun, dagger and other weapons are wearing bloodthirsty indifference.
No matter how she is, she is still a teenager. No matter how hard she is, she's just making a little fuss. Now she's really fighting with each other. It's true that her heart is true.
Pushed by the maid, she was pressed at the foot of the wheelchair.
Mo Lun pinched her chin with one hand, and a pair of abnormal and evil eyes looked at Ou nanduo."I heard that you are ou shaohuang's sweetheart? I didn't expect him to like baby teeth. It's a bit heavy. " He joked.
You have a strong taste. Your family has a strong taste.
Ou Nan duo make complaints about Tucao.
"Hey hey, sir, what's your revenge on huang'er? Do you want to earn a life and death?" She said with a smile.
A pair of bright big eyes, blink, sell cute sell cute, friendly harmless soft glutinous followed.
The ink wheel suddenly sees into her pupil.
He was silent for a moment, then laughed.
"I tell you, you don't understand." He said.
Ink wheel fingers pinch her chin bone, fingertip force, poke her a burst of pain.
"There is a gap between Ou shaohuang and me." He said slowly.
In his early years, he was sent to Z country by his father to accept the top merchants in Z country. The Ou family was chosen by him, so he met once.
Talking about it, ou shaohuang said sharply, "you have something to do with the royal family of Fusa. I can't control it. But if you want me to be your dog, don't dream."
After a talk, each of them has his own stomach.
After parting, Mo Lun's business strategy was destroyed by ou shaohuang himself.
For a while, it became extremely difficult to invade the economy of Z country.
If it wasn't for Feng family and several other families, his market in Z country would be occupied by Mo Yan.
The European family is still independent.
After many attempts, Mo Lun always suffered a great loss in ou shaohuang's hands.
And in that attack, Mo Yan robbed all his big families.
He wrote all this down to ou shaohuang.
To win in country Z, we must cut down the big tree of the European family and uproot it.
In the current situation, ou shaohuang is the breakthrough.
His death, injury, disability or reputation is the best way for them to bring the Ou family down.
"Mr. Mo, our brothers are waiting in line. When can we have the woman of Ou shaohuang?" The king of curly hair has an anxious face.
If they were not afraid of the floating memory behind the ink wheel, they would have swallowed up ou shaohuang's woman now, and there would be no residue left.
Ou shaohuang is a famous figure in such a big border country. The woman who moved him had a long face.