I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

At this moment in the Yan family, Yan Ruohao sorted out the materials of his subordinates and knocked on the door of the study.

Walking in and seeing Yan Xiao sitting on the office chair reading the newspaper as if nothing had happened, he raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised at Yan Xiao's reaction.Generally speaking, someone poked a few small holes in the Yan family's land, and the Lord shouldn't be sitting in the study so leisurely drinking tea.

After all, for such a thing as an undercover agent, he wouldn't be able to sit securely in his position even if he didn't know the person behind him who was stabbing him.

"The ones that were turned out were all small bars, and the locations were different. The matter is still to be further developed..."

"Zhou Meng is already working on it, and things will come to fruition soon." Yan Xiao interrupted Yan Ruohao, noticing the silence of the other party, he looked away from the newspaper and squinted at Yan Ruohao: "That child, you Do you know each other?"

You are referring to him and Yan Yiming.

"Your brother is messing around and you are messing around too. Don't you still understand the seriousness of the matter?"

Yan’s family has always rarely had police officers come in. Yan Xiao’s work is not leaking and it is not easy to be caught. The results of the previous raids and searches have found nothing. Yan’s family is also a well-known person in society, so there is no doubt that this kind of joke It was the police who smeared his face.

Then put people on him, the Bureau Wu he knew would not do such a stupid thing.

After a while of silence, Yan Xiao waved his hand without saying anything more.After receiving the instruction, Yan Ruohao lowered his head slightly, turned around and walked out.

Walking out of the study, Yan Ruohao took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Yan Yiming.

A group of people here couldn't hold on after drinking several cases of wine, and they were staggering on the sofa, muttering words.Zheng Ze held Yan Yiming's hand even more, seeing Yan Yiming staring at the phone, he couldn't help leaning over, looking at the words on the phone, he saw double images: "What's wrong..."

"It's nothing."

Mr. Cong once called and hung up after one ring. Yan Yiming called back and the call was connected but no one answered. He frowned and felt that he had overlooked something.

The phone vibrated a few times, and a text message popped out.

Yan Ruohao: Mr. Cong is in Dad's hands.

"You guys play, I have to leave first."

Zheng Ze lay on the sofa and grabbed a few times with his hands to make room for it. He unexpectedly felt that Yan Yiming was a little flustered that night and left in a hurry.

A Buick is galloping on the expressway, and in the dark night, it seems like a gust of wind leaves the sound and disappears in the curve.

When he arrived at Yan's house, Yan Yiming got out of the car and took off a security guard's waistband and pinned it behind him, just as Yan Xiao came down the stairs and looked like he was about to go out.

They saw each other standing still, separated by the hall.

Yan Xiao was followed by two security guards, Yan Yiming smiled: "Where are you going?"

"Since when did you take care of my affairs?" Yan Xiao's expression darkened.

"I'm not interested in your affairs, but it will be different if you touch my people." Yan Yiming took out the pistol on his waist, pulled the pistol and pointed it at the center of Yan Xiao's eyebrows, his movements were slow but made people standing upstairs watching Yan Ruohao frowned watching this scene.

In Yan Xiao's eyes, the muzzle of the black hole expanded infinitely. It was the first time in his life that someone dared to point a gun at him so openly.

Moreover, this person is not someone else.

"Are you threatening me? Point a gun at your biological father and your wings are stiff!"

"What are you talking about." Yan Yiming's lips overflowed with a shallow smile, and his deep and dark eyes aimed at Yan Xiao's heart with the movement of the pistol: "You hold my life in your hands now."

He fired a shot at Yan Xiao's left side, and there was a "bang", the sound startled Yan Ruohao who was standing upstairs watching.

Yan Yiming's marksmanship was taught by Yan Xiao, but he never thought that the gun would be pointed at him.

"Yan Yiming!"

"I won't miss it next time." Yan Yiming slowly moved to Yan Xiao's chest, seeing that the smile on Yan Xiao's face did not diminish at all.

All he wanted was a word from Yan Xiao.

The hand that was pointing the gun at him moved lightly, without any hesitation, Yan Xiao stared at the pistol pointed at him with a livid face: "Let him go."

As soon as the words came out, Yan Yiming's expression hidden under the light relaxed, and he turned around and threw the pistol to the security guard behind him.

Turning his head, "Pa——"

Yan Yiming turned his face slightly, a trace of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, looked at Yan Xiao standing in front of him and smiled.

Yan Xiao glanced at Yan Yiming with a cold face, the warning in his eyes was full of meaning: "Don't forget your last name just because of a man."