Chapter 393

The tranquil harbor is flashy and silent in the early morning, and the sky is gradually white with fish bellies.

Maserati stopped steadily with the sound of the brake, pushed the front passenger door open, held up a black umbrella, walked around and opened the rear door. The exquisite men's leather shoes landed. The tall and straight man got out of the car, sorted out his suit, and walked straight by following the light of the distant port yacht.

The guard handle held the umbrella and followed the rear.

Someone on the dock respectfully called Er Shao when he saw Liao Jiangcheng.

"Where's your master?" Liao Jiangcheng's voice was low and cold, and Feng's eyes didn't lift.

"The young master hasn't arrived yet. Please get on board and wait."

Liao Jiangcheng frowned. Yu glanced at the guard handle. The guard handle understood and hurried to the yacht, but was stopped. The other party called and asked for a few words. After getting a reply, he put the guard handle on the boat first.

After careful inspection, the guard handle got off the ship and came back, whispering that everything was normal.

Liao Jiangcheng made a light 'um' sound and took song Xintian on board.

As they boarded the boat, the yacht gradually left the harbor and headed for the middle of the sea.

The journey was long. Liao Jiangcheng had no time to enjoy the scenery on both sides of the Strait. He reviewed the data in the computer with low eyes. Song Xintian sent the cooked coffee to him.

"It's already more than six o'clock in the morning, and the third young master hasn't appeared yet. I'm afraid..."

"Afraid he'll play tricks and sell it to us?"

Of course, song Xintian knows that Liao Jiangcheng has made full preparations in advance, and Wei handle also takes people to follow from a long distance. She's just worried

"The young master has arrived." Someone knocked at the door and came in.

Liao Jiangcheng still didn't lift his eyes and was busy and focused.

Su Yimo also came by boat. The yacht set off waves. His slender figure, a clear and meaningful leisure dress, handsome white outline, delicate skin, dark short hair dancing with the wind, his eyes looking at the yacht cabin are slightly deep, his slender eyelashes are like two feather fans, and his bright red thin lips are slightly pursed.

Obviously, the whole body exudes the breath of youth, which is dazzling, but the overall temperament is quite cold, which makes people shudder.

Su Yimo took everyone, pushed open the cabin door and went in.

Liao Jiangcheng had closed the computer and threw it to song Xintian. He sat on the table with his legs folded, took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, lit one, and slowly took a sip.

Under the smoke, Liao Jiangcheng narrowed his eyes, the tip of his eyebrows slanted into the temples, the deep eye sockets and the high bridge of his nose made the overall outline look gloomy. He raised his chin to Su Yimo, "come here."

Su Yimo walked past with cold eyes.

Liao Jiangcheng stretched out his hand with smoke, and the subtle light of fire flashed away in front of Su Yimo. "I'm too tolerant of you."

"Really." Su Yimo is neither salty nor light.

Liao Jiangcheng smiled, but there was no half smile in his cold eyes. "He opposed me again and again, and now he dares to move my mother!"

At the moment when the voice landed, Su Yimo's shoulder tingled.

Liao Jiangcheng directly pressed the cigarette on his shoulder, the spark penetrated his clothes, and a smell of burnt skin and meat came out of the air, while Su Yimo didn't move, as if he didn't know the pain.

Liao Jiangcheng threw off the cigarette butts and picked up Su Yimo's collar. As soon as he turned around, he threw the man onto the side bookshelf.

With a dull sound, several books fell down.

Song Xintian was frightened and hurriedly hid aside.

"Little rabbit, you dare to ride on my head if you don't have all your fucking hair! I think you're fucking tired of living!" Liao Jiangcheng hit Su Yimo in the stomach with a fierce fist.

In the years when he was a child in the Liao family, he didn't lose hands with Su Yimo. Their relationship seems to have been doomed from birth. They are illegitimate children and turn against each other sooner or later.

But to Liao Jiangcheng's surprise, unlike countless times before, he was stopped in mid air before his fist fell.

Liao Jiangcheng's wrist was hurt and he was stunned for a moment.

Su Yimo's indifferent face was expressionless, "I know you have a way to deal with Zuo Zhan and the ability to hold Liao, but it's too late."

Liao Jiangcheng looked at Su Yimo's indifferent and profound eyes close at hand. Suddenly, in addition to feeling strange, he felt more absurd.

When he was about to say something, Su Yimo forced his hand and twisted Liao Jiangcheng's arm down. Then, he raised his leg high. Liao Jiangcheng was hit in the abdomen and leaned down with pain.

Su Yimo stepped back and looked down at him, "I gave you a chance before. I don't want to compete with you for the family property of Liao family. I don't want to move your company, but you shouldn't make a wish!"

Liao Jiangcheng slowly understood it all. He had long known that the little boy liked to disguise. People and animals in ordinary clothes were harmless and dangerous in private, but he didn't expect... Su Yimo was serious about making a wish!

"Fuck! Fuck..." Liao Jiangcheng shouted angrily. An indescribable mood filled the air. Is it more anger calculated by his brother repeatedly, or is it that his woman is angry by others.

Liao Jiangcheng didn't have time to tidy up his thoughts. He pointed to Su Yimo's nose and said angrily, "is she your second sister-in-law? You don't eat enough inside and outside, and you dare to think about the woman who loves me!"

Liao Jiangcheng's words fell, so he rushed over and punched Su Yimo directly on the cheek.

Su Yimo also showed no weakness. They fought each other. The huge room was soon in a mess. Everywhere the war went, all kinds of items were scattered. Song Xintian had nowhere to hide. She was embarrassed and nervous. She didn't know how to fight.

"Why is she yours? Ah! That old beast killed her parents at the beginning. Do you know how her parents died? I saw it with my own eyes! You're worried that I'll say it and wash away my memory. It's just a play I played with you!"

Su Yimo's eyes were red, as if the picture he witnessed had reappeared. The raging flame swallowed up his breath, "just because I remember everything, I hate each and every one of you!"

He hated himself even more. Why did Liao Dongxing's blood flow in his body!

"But what about you? Shameless, dare to provoke her and force her to get engaged to you. You don't deserve it!" Su Yimo concentrated his fierce emotion on his fist and tried to double all the pain, jealousy and hatred in his heart to pay back to the other party.

Liao Jiangcheng has never hated a person as much as he does now. He waved his heaviest fist, "I don't deserve you? Don't fucking forget, you're also Liao Dongxing's son!"

This sentence deeply hurt Su Yimo.

For a moment, regardless of their reason, they fought angrily, as if to destroy the whole cabin.

Finally, Su Yimo had the upper hand.

Liao Jiangcheng really didn't expect that Su Yimo's force value was so high, as if he had received professional training. He got up, took a breath, and was ready to call the guard handle with his mobile phone. He cleaned up the door here today!

"Do you know why I asked you here?" Su Yimo wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, "those people under you can't get through for a while and a half."

Su Yimo interfered with the ships of Wei handle and others in advance and couldn't get close at all.

Liao Jiangcheng frowned, "what do you mean?"

"You'll know soon." Su Yimo turned and left the cabin.

Liao Jiangcheng coagulated his back, and a trace of bad feeling increased. He was just about to take song Xintian out, and the huge explosion came first——

Boom!

The whole yacht, in an instant, with a few loud noises, flames and heat waves washed out whirlpools in the sea.

Even the ships nearby were affected. When Su Yimo stepped in, the hull shook, but the people on the side wanted to help him, but he pushed it away. He looked at the burning ship coldly, and his shallow lips were stained with radians. He whispered faintly, "see that you are my second brother, I'll bring you a funeral with me."

Liao Jiangcheng was solved first.

Next, Liao Dongxing.

"Send someone to keep an eye on it. If it's not dead, deal with it." He explained again before entering the cabin.