Chapter 817

Mo Chongyan and his brothers follow their bodyguards to the golf course. Immediately, someone who had been arranged in advance came up.

"Hello, I'm in charge here. You can call me Lin That man's long human and animal harmless, a smile on the face makes people feel like a spring breeze.

His eyes are as bright as the stars. It even has that kind of pure and flawless light. It's easy to feel good about him.

Mo Chongyan squints his eyes. This man is too dangerous. Even he had to be afraid. Obviously, Mo chongchen felt the same way.

"Mr. Yang said that he would come soon. Before that, the two gentlemen could have fun on their own." Lin was still smiling, as if he didn't feel two people looking at him.

Mo Chongyan nodded lightly, indicating that he knew. Lin laughs and retreats two steps before turning to leave. Mo Chongyan pick eyebrows, his etiquette is really people can not pick out the slightest mistake.

Lin turned around and the smile disappeared. The tiny light of the fundus of the eye is still there, but it becomes very deep. This kind of look is even colder than Mo Chongyan.

Mo Chongyan and Mo chongchen played golf as if they were alone. From time to time, they heard a few words of conversation.

Yang Shichao looked at the two leisurely figures in the monitor, holding his chin in his hand. With an interesting smile, it seems that he is the two brothers who are quite interesting.

Soon, Yang Shichao was in front of them. Mo Chongyan looks at this man, a suit of tuxedo, handsome face. The standard ceremonial smile makes him look like an English gentleman, but what this man does is not authentic at all.

Thinking of what he did, Mo Chongyan's eyes were cold and heartless. On the surface, he also raised a smile, but how to look and feel like a sneer.

"Yang Shichao." Mo Chongyan looks at the person standing in front of him and frowns. Why is this person so familiar to her?

Yang Shichao also looked at Mo Chongyan. To be honest, this is the first time that he has met Mo Chongyan, the current leader of the Mohist school.

It's just that they don't have a good impression of each other.

Mo Chongyan was silent on the surface, but he thought quickly in his mind, where did this face make him feel familiar. But, after thinking for a long time, I still have no clue.

"Welcome to my castle." Yang Shichao looks at Mo Chongyan. To be honest, if it wasn't for the gratitude and resentment, he and Mo Chongyan might not have reached the opposite side.

It's just that they are destined to be enemies.

"I don't know why Mr. Yang is not satisfied with my Mohist school? They've done so much to deal with us. " Mo Chongyan never likes nonsense. He goes straight to the theme.

Yang Shichao did not speak, just picked up the golf club in silence. Aiming at the distance, one forced. Golf draws a beautiful arc in the air. Yang Shichao smiles with satisfaction. This is the answer to Mo Chongyan's question.

"I'm not dissatisfied. I just want to change the master of Mohism." After all, you and your mother have occupied the position of our mother and son long enough!

Later, Yang Shichao didn't say it. Just looking at Mo Chongyan with a faint look in his eyes.

"Of course, it's best if you are willing to give up Mohism."