It's not too late for the first time

Yang Muchu was a little dazed.

In fact, in his current position, he can call the wind and rain in the Shanghai business world, and there are very few things that can make him stunned.

But he was stunned.

He didn't expect Ah Ci to do it.

In fact, when it comes to the real investigation, the one who wants to do it is obviously himself.

The opponent's strength was great, and he fell to the wall. For a moment, his mind was blank.

But after the blank, it is angry.

If you are pushed against the wall by your younger brother with great strength, and you can't pull your hand back, you will also be angry.

He thought, he shouldn't have arranged this game so hastily.

Even if this guy is his younger brother, he should be well-calculated and implement the plan seamlessly like he did with Xu Yuzhen or Du Luning.

Although he is not skilled, he has few opponents in this respect.

But it seems that when facing Yang Muchi, he has always been confident and aboveboard.

What do you want those tricks and calculations for?It doesn't work on this person, and he can't help himself.

"Are you not afraid that I will shoot you down?!"

"Is it because I don't lose my temper that you think I have no temper?!"

When Yang Muci said these words, or pointed a gun at himself, he was almost used to it.

Although there are a few warnings about the superiority and inferiority of the elders, he actually likes to watch the other party blow their hair.

People, living in this world, should have all kinds of expressions, how can they keep a cold face all the time?

But if it wasn't Yang Muchi who said these words and pointed the gun at him, he would probably have to be on guard and not leave any room for the other party.

But now...

He looked at Yang Muchi.

Yang Muchi was so close, he had never seen him so close.

He looked at the pair of eyes that were close at hand, but was stunned again.

In those eyes, there seemed to be tears shining.

He seldom saw Yang Muchi in such agitated mood.

The first time, he knelt down and begged him to spare his adoptive father's life.

But this time, the salty taste of tears seemed to blend with the bitterness of the tongue.Yang Muchu only felt soreness and loss in his chest, he broke free from the loose grip he didn't know when, and hugged him vigorously.

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