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Chapter 889 Hongmen Dinner (4)

The masquerade ends here.

The other person's eyes were wide open, "Didn't that assistant go back to the company to report to your president!?"

How could you bring someone back with you?
Could it be that the other party also discovered the news from him or the two people in front of him?

But it is impossible.

The two were completely in his sight.

He can see every movement.

It is absolutely impossible to spread the news.

Yang Moyan crossed his legs, sat there in a dignified posture, and sat there with his arms folded, with an indifferent face, and his voice was unhurried, "Anything can be faked, even you, Mr. Yan, are pretending , why can't my agreement contract be a fake?"

"you……!"

Yang Moyan's eyes were narrowed, showing no warmth.

Even if there is something threatening his life around him.

He is still too powerful, making those who hold the gun fearful.

"You are not really Mr. Yan, you have already been exposed. From the moment you entered the door."

The fake President Yan opened his eyes in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible."

Lin Zhaoxia tapped her chin with her fingertips, very calmly, the flowers in the greenhouse?nonexistent.

She is the wild other side, a person who swims in the darkness of hell at any time.

Yang Moyan glanced at the young man, and in that glance, it was the point that they understood everything.

"You're abnormally thin, and your pupils are so dizzy. The yellowing of your fingertips and the fact that you always sway subconsciously when you stand up, this proves that you are not a bit of Mr. Yan." Yang Moyan stated in a ruthless voice. Those points, "Mr. Yan has a subconscious little movement. The thumb of his left hand always likes to rub the fingertips of his little finger. And he doesn't like to smile. With a straight face, his employees always call him Mr. Facial Paralyzed in private, because he never Laughing. And he and my father didn’t have a good relationship. The two once fought endlessly over an auction. But it seems that you don’t know this. I never saw him when I was very young. Where did he come from? The time when Mr. Yan loved me the most when I was a child? What's more, Mr. Yan at this time had a car accident three months ago, his body was shattered in a large area, and he was still unconscious in the hospital. You Mr. Yan... Where did it come from?"

"Oh, by the way," Lin Zhaoxia took the words, flicking her fingertips casually, her voice was very clear, "You have a very serious history of drug use, at least three years."

The fake President Yan was completely exposed, and everything was explained clearly by the two of them.

Except for his real information.

The rest are really completely leaked out.

The attendant who broke in over there said anxiously again at this time, "Master, let's go quickly! The assistant is coming up soon, I can wait for the future to report slowly!"

"Impossible! Get lost! Stop that assistant for me!!"

The fake President Yan became furious.

He casually picked up a teacup on the dining table, raised his hand and threw it at the attendant.

In the frightened eyes of the attendants, the teacup hit him heavily.

The attendant almost crawled out in fright, and the door was immediately closed.

"Both of you, don't even think about leaving here today!" After those words fell.

The fake Boss Yan reached out and snatched the gun from the person next to him!
Yang Moyan's face changed slightly again.

He made a sudden movement, kicking the large dining table in front of him.

The dining table was kicked a short distance away with violent force, and the fake President Yan and the other people with guns were caught off guard and forced back several steps, one of them even held the gun in his hand. They were all hit by such a blow and flew out!
(End of this chapter)