Chapter 1692

Dozens of years ago, there was a grand master who slaughtered Manchuria to avenge his wife's death and let hundreds of thousands of people die for his wife.

Eventually, the country's high-level anger, sent out the army to suppress.

But as a result, all of them were overturned by the title powerful, almost sweeping.

He gave in to a country with one person, and the country's high-level apologized and begged for peace, and took the initiative to hand over the murderer.

That is, from then on, the power of the title master shocked the whole world.

However, Wu Weitao naturally did not know these things.

He only thinks that ye fan is just talking nonsense.

Therefore, in the face of Ye Fan's words, Wu Weitao also sneered.

"Is it?"

"Since you are so confident, try it."

"See if your fist is hard or my bullet is better!"

When Wu Weitao gave an order, the bullet was loaded, and countless lines of fire were about to be fired, the gate of the Shanshui guild hall was suddenly pushed open.

Then, dozens of bodyguards came in like a tide.

When they entered, they stood on both sides.

Like a minister, with full of respect and respect, waiting for the arrival of the monarch!

Hoo ~

outside the guild hall, there is a strong wind surging.

In this way, in the chilly wind, a figure of a vigorous old man, with dignity and pride, appeared quietly in front of the public on the steps accompanied by several people.

"This... This is..."

"who's here?"

Everyone was surprised to see the people.

Until Wu Weitao cried out.

"Mo... Mo Lao?"

What?

"Mo Lao?"

"Is he the master of the Mo family, Mo Wuji?"

When people heard the sound, their old faces changed color.

Wu Weitao couldn't care about Ye Fan any more. He quickly took people to welcome him and said respectfully:

"ha ha ~"

"Mo Lao, you are here at last."

"Wei Tao has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Weitao kept laughing.

The old man in the suit nodded: "well, Xiao Wu, I have a heart. I haven't seen you for many years. Now you can be on your own. It's not a waste of my appreciation for you. "

"By the way, Shanshan. Let her come and see me."

"This ~" hearing this, Wu Weitao's eyes twitched, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"What's the matter? Is something wrong?" Mo Wuji frowned.

"Big uncle, help... Help me..."

"uncle, give me revenge..."

was kicked by Ye Fan to the comatose Mo Shanshan. I don't know when, but I have already woken up.

It seems to see the arrival of Mo Wuji, Mo Shanshan's efforts to raise his hands, weak voice, keep calling.

"What?"

"Shanshan, what's the matter with you?"

"Who made the wound look like this?" Mo Wuji was immediately surprised and ran over to check on her injury.

Seeing the dying Mo Shanshan, Mo Wuji's chest is full of anger, but still looks like a flat lake.

He turned his head and looked at Wu Weitao with icy eyes: "hum, Wu Weitao, it seems that I have lost sight."

"If you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world?"

"No woman can protect her. How can you protect the people of this city?"

"I..." Wu Weitao was scared and his old face turned pale.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, but I'm not very protective of Miss Mo," he explained

"But I've got the mob."

"I promise to punish her severely and give her a satisfactory account."