Chapter 163

Seeing the most effective confidant fall in front of his eyes, Nan Yan's eyes are dark and full of bloodthirsty anger, "Michael and I will go to save people, and take cover."

To be honest, Dong Qu is more than 160 Jin. If he doesn't ask for help, if he drags it alone, he will die. As a top killer, Kumu is undoubtedly the best of the three in terms of shooting skills and alertness. This arrangement is very reasonable.

Put down the little guy in his arms, solemnly confessed: "temple Xiaoman, you wait here, I'll be right back."

Xiaoman smell speech, conditionally grabbed his skirt, delicate small brow tight wrinkle, "no, I'm afraid, you hold me." His dark eyes were fixed on him.

"Be obedient." He comfortingly touched his little head, but the little guy was holding on tightly and didn't let go of it. He stood in front of the man quietly, big eyes to small eyes.

Nan Yan twisted his eyebrows. No matter how mature his mind is, he's only a six-year-old baby. He's afraid that he should be.

"Kumu, you and Michael. I'll cover. We must be fast."

"Yes."

Two people listen to the order, back-to-back touch the court, one person a position, Nan Yan is staring at the front, just that shot has leaked the general position of the sneaker, he raised his gun with intuition "bang bang bang" three shots in a row.

A slight murmur came from the opposite side, as if someone had been shot.

Kumu and Michael quickly approach Dong Qu, pulling each other with one leg and then pulling back.

Nan Yan pushes aside Xiao man who blocks in front, warning: "stay behind me." But the little guy, as if he hadn't heard of it, fixed his eyes on the front until he vaguely saw a dark shadow flash away. Then he got out of the way, but his hand still held the man's thigh.

The man took him to have no way, took off the coat to cover Dong Qu's chest, "brother, hold on a bit."

That clumsy technique, see small full straight frown, a group of idiots!

He grabbed his hand in disgust and dragged it to a acupoint on the top right of his heart. "Here, hold it down." I can only help you here. Whether you can live or not depends on your own nature.

Dong Qu laughs miserably: "it's useless. I'm dead." Being shot through his left chest, he won't live long. Anyway, he is dead. Why bother them.

"If you dare to die, I'll give Yuxi to Kumu." Nan Yan sternly threatens, he is absolutely not joking.

Ku eyes stare, "ah, why me?" He doesn't like that feather.

The dim light flashed in Dong Qu's eyes. His face had turned purple. The big sweat rolled down from his forehead. His eyes were moist and looked at the eldest. He shook his head. His eyes had lost their vitality. "Brother Nan, I saved a sum of money. I planned to provide for the aged... Now I don't need it. You, you donate it to hope primary school for me."

"Shit, shut up!" South Yan suddenly big light its fire, nonsense really much.

Kumu can't bear to see again, "A1, Miao 4, report location."

A1: living room, safe.

Miao 4: living room partition, safety.

"OK, hold on. We'll be there in a minute." Kumu took up his gun and said, "south little, let's go!" Because of the delay in saving Dong Qu, we have to start now. Nan Yan nods and picks up Xiaoman. Michael carries Dong Qu on his back and the party leaves quickly.

At four o'clock in the morning, a business white Aston Martin galloped along the open road. In the back seat of the car, Huo's face was heavy, staring at the little guy who was happy to play games beside him, feeling gloomy.

Just experienced a life and death, this boy seems to have nothing happened, holding a flat, small finger flexible cut watermelon, no matter what he asked, ignore.

The standoff lasted until the car drove into Nan's manor.

"Here we are. Get out of the car." Nan Yan glanced at the white gate and opened his lips.

The well-trained bodyguard opened the car door, Xiaoman put down the flat, looked at Nanshao with his eyebrows, which was full of arrogance and reckless eyes, "I bet you, you can't keep me for a week."

Oh, what a big tone!

Nan Yan's eyes sink to coagulate, don't say a word underground car, leave him a natural and unrestrained back figure.

It's a shame to have the same opinion with a little boy!

"Nan Yan, you dare not gamble?" He got out of the car and said defiantly.

The man sank his face, suddenly turned around, his cold eyes narrowed dangerously, and burst out a series of sinister cold light, "little guy, don't try to provoke me, you can't afford the consequences."

There was anger in his low voice. He called him uncle Huo, Mr. Huo and Nan Yan, challenging his limits more and more.

"I won, you transfer 30% of AZ International's shares to me; If I lose, I'll still depend on you to deal with it. What do you say I'll do and never resist

"Are you serious?"

Xiaoman nods.

"Good." I'm convinced you lose!

He's on the hook! Xiaoman blinked, happily stepped into the door, quietly felt his hand into his pocket and grasped the gold-plated mobile phone of the Sao Bao, which was his secret weapon from Dong Qu.

He may not be able to keep him tonight.

But since he dares to take the mercenaries into the robber's nest, and can bring him back under the eyes of the murderers, I have to admit that this man has two brushes.

He'd better be careful.

The same starry sky, different cities, Pangu grand view, the most expensive residential area in West Beijing, next to the "bird's nest" and "Water Cube", in a high-grade apartment of 90000 yuan per square meter.

"What is a miss?"

A shocked female voice burst out in the silent night.

"Yi, you did it on purpose, didn't you? You didn't miss the dangerous task X. why did I miss it? It's just a small task! "

"Shiyuan, Xiaoman has been taken away by a businessman named Nanyan. None of the five killers I sent have come back. He is accompanied by a group of top experts, my people..."

"Who do you say?" Women cut eyes, eyes can't believe it.

"Nan Yan, the richest man in South China. Shiyuan, why did he save Xiaoman? "

"I don't know!" She quickly denied it.

What is she covering up? After a full pause of three seconds, the other party said, "I've destroyed your information for you. Outsiders won't find you. According to the rules of X organization, all tasks are only carried out once. Once they fail, they will not be executed again. I will return the money you paid to you. As for Xiaoman, you have to find another way. "

"Brother!"

Dudu——

When the audio was hung up, the woman stared at the black screen in a daze.

Nanshi manor, the former Qing Dynasty translation hall, was built in 1892 and then nationalized. In 2004, it was sold by a mysterious buyer at the government's public auction. After several changes of hands, it finally fell into Nan Yan's hands. He designed the drawings himself and spent three years to rebuild it. Only then did he have the magnificent and solemn appearance of the manor.

The main house is made of bulletproof glass with the world's most advanced security system built in. The brothers of "the gate of the mysterious female" are summoned back. Some of them are inserted into Huo's house, and the other part is hidden around the house. Inside and outside the house, the most sophisticated infrared high-definition monitoring is installed, which is closely linked and firm. The 13000 square manor does not leave a dead corner.

Enough to see the men's attention to this bet!

At 8:30 in the morning, the warm sun was shining on the earth, and the breeze was blowing on the flowers and plants in the villa. Not far from the main house, several maids in servant uniforms were shuttling among the flower beds to collect nectar.

In the dining room, on the gorgeous dining table, the first breakfast of father and son is placed, which is a combination of Chinese and western, and is placed in different categories. It's a feast for the eyes!

"Did you get your head squeezed by the door?"

At the door, a voice of indignation sounded, and then a milk bag in a gentleman's suit burst in, staring angrily in front, followed by an old man with half white hair and presbyopic glasses.

The housekeeper, Uncle Chen, drooped his hands helplessly, "young master..."

On the theme, a man in a black background and silver leisure suit looks up calmly. He taps down the screen and pauses holding the stock market trend map of Southeast Asia on the tablet.

"You're half an hour, a minute and 47 seconds late." Light voice, can't hear any emotion.

The exquisite tailoring perfectly sets off his tall and straight body-building. Two crystal buttons are untied at the top of his shirt, revealing his honey skin and man's delicate clavicle. It is gorgeous, sexy and uninhibited.

How drunk!

Xiaoman cold hum, a pair of red eyes, gnashing his teeth, said: "I go to bed at six o'clock, you don't get to let people call me up to accompany you to eat breakfast?"

If there is no DNA identification, he will suspect that this man is not his father!

How can a father be such a pervert, who ravages his son and destroys his motherland?