Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

"Yan Moyu, why are you here?" He glanced at the room with a cold expression: "Where is Shen Nuo? Where did you take her?"

After being discovered, Yan Moyu didn't panic, his expression remained calm: "A safe place."

Yan Ti narrowed his eyes dangerously: "You betrayed me with her? Yan Moyu, do you know what you are doing?"

"Betrayal?" Yan Moyu chuckled as if he heard some big joke: "Father, the word betrayal should not be used between us. You have never trusted me, and I have never been loyal. If I live with you, how can I betray you? I know what I am doing, but I just don’t know that my father is not satisfied with what I am doing."

"You're looking for death!" Yan Ti said with a gloomy expression, "Don't think that since you are the only bloodline between Xia'er and me, I won't kill you. It's Xia'er I care about, not you."

As he spoke, Yan Ti suddenly pulled out a gun from his back, and Yan Moyu had expected it and kicked his hand, which immediately fell off Yan Ti's hand.

Yan Moyu wanted to grab it, but Yan Ti kicked his hand very quickly, and Yan Moyu dodged it.

The two started fighting in the room, with tables, chairs and benches being kicked over and smashed. Dozens of punches and kicks were exchanged.

The more the two of them fought, the more frightened Yan Ti became. Before he knew it, the man in his twenties had already accumulated the same power as him, or even slightly better.

He was obviously deliberately suppressing his growth. When did he already have such strength?

The door was slapped at a high speed, and a very panicked voice came: "Boss! Something happened! Our main base has been found. The base has lost contact and is about to fall!"

"what?!"

In great shock, Yan Ti paused, and Yan Moyu kicked his leg mercilessly. With a "click" and the sound of fracture, Yan Ti knelt on the ground with one leg.

However, he ignored the pain in his legs and suddenly looked up at Yan Moyu, staring at him, his eyes filled with ferocious blood, like an evil ghost.

"What did you do?!"

"It's not me," Yan Moyu said expressionlessly, "I blame you for touching someone who shouldn't mess with you."

People you shouldn't touch.

Yan Ti's expression condensed: "Shen Nuo!"

Yan Moyu was noncommittal.

Yan Ti sneered: "You are my son, Yan Ti, and the second in charge of the organization. If I fall, you will not be able to escape. Yan Moyu, is your brain broken?"

"There's no need for you to worry about me," Yan Moyu's expression didn't change at all, "Father, I just want to ask you, have you ever regretted it?"

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at Yan Ti's forehead, and the gun was loaded with a "click". Yan Ti's expression showed no fear: "Do you think the Golden Triangle can be peaceful without me? I tell you, you are wrong. Here It is a criminal and drug den, and northern Myanmar is a palace of purgatory. Even if I, Yan Ti, die today, there will be a second Yan Ti and a third Yan Ti in the future... Did you kill them cleanly? Do I regret it? I regret it. I didn’t just strangle you to death!”

"Who said I want to kill you?" Yan Moyu smiled cruelly: "Father, I don't care whether the crimes in the Golden Triangle can be stopped, it has nothing to do with me, but you should also have a taste of the humiliation my mother has endured."

"Don't you love her? Then you should experience what it feels like to be forced and humiliated by others."

Yan Ti's expression froze and his face turned cold. He suddenly took action and rushed towards Yan Moyu.

"Oh!"

Gunshots rang out, and Yan Moyu shot his other leg.

"what!"

Yan Ti was so painful that he hugged his leg and fell to the ground.

The knocking on the door stopped at some point. The door of the room was knocked lightly. Yan Moyu raised his hand and shot Yan Ti's leg again.

"what!"

Yan Ti screamed in pain, and Yan Moyu squatted down, first grabbed his hands and removed his arms, then grabbed his hair and pulled up his hands, staring at his embarrassed appearance carefully.

Yan Ti was breathing rapidly in pain: "Yan Moyu, I am your father, what on earth do you want to do!"

"Now that I think of you, you are my father," Yan Moyu said calmly, "When you drowned my head in the water and couldn't breathe, when you beat me half to death because your woman was restless and seduced me, When you send me to the bed of a fifty- or sixty-year-old woman in exchange for benefits..."

Yan Moyu paused for a moment and seemed to find it boring, so he asked as if he didn't care, "Why didn't you say that you were my dad at that time?"

He said that he didn't want to listen to his nonsense and slammed his head to the ground hard.

Yan Ti's pupils suddenly dilated and he fainted.

Yan Ti stood up slowly and opened the door without even looking at Yan Ti.

"Young Master Yan!"

The man at the door saluted him respectfully.

"How is the situation outside?" Yan Moyu asked.

"It's almost over, but..." The man paused and glanced at Yan Moyu hesitantly.

Yan Moyu had an ominous premonition in his heart: "But what?"

"Miss Shen is missing."

Yan Moyu suddenly turned his head: "What did you say!"

The sky was gloomy and dim, the moonlight had gradually fallen, and the silent jungles and valleys, as well as the high-rise buildings located in the bustling neighborhoods, unknowingly, people fell one after another, and the smell of blood floated in the air, permeating the whole city. There is a dangerous and dark atmosphere, all the swords and swords are covered by the darkness, but the bloody storm never stops.

With a "boom", a deafening explosion sounded, completely waking up the sleeping night. The alarm sounded rapidly, heading towards the place where the explosion sounded.

In the firelight, the man's beautiful and unparalleled face was cold and condensed, as if Satan had descended from the world, and his whole body was filled with an aura of terror.

"Mo Weiyu!" The man's thin lips parted slightly, and his cold, magnetic voice was filled with chills.

The man turned around, his coat raised a domineering arc in the air, and his tall figure quickly disappeared into the moonlight.

The next day, global news exploded. The news that Yan Ti's organization had been completely taken down shocked the world. The rescued people returned to their respective countries. However, when their relatives returned, some families cried with joy, and some families felt condensed. In some families, everyone is at odds with each other... Different scenes are staged in various places, just like Baiwei's life.

When Shen Nuo woke up faintly, it was already the next day.

She clutched her sore neck and sat up from the bed. Seeing the unfamiliar environment, she frowned slightly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When she opened the door, she heard voices coming from the first floor. She slowly walked downstairs and saw that Mo Weiyu was being controlled by someone, and there was a man sitting opposite her.

The man's expression was cold, his long legs overlapped in an elegant and dignified arc, and his deep black eyes looked at Mo Weiyu, like a dead man.

"Qin Siyu?"

Shen Nuo spoke uncertainly, the atmosphere suddenly became silent, and everyone in the living room turned their heads.

Unparalleled in beauty, with a flourishing beauty, a noble and commanding temperament, and long and narrow phoenix eyes like the deep seabed, dangerous and mysterious.

Qin Siyu.