Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

That's not a few hundred and eighty thousand, but a hundred million.

In any group's finances, it is a considerable sum.

What Huang Can wanted was cash, and it would take more than ten hours to count it in a cash counter, and the volume of a stack was almost 1.15 cubic meters, not to mention it weighed more than a ton. Such a large sum of money If it falls down, a few people can be crushed to death.

A plane was entering the defensive range. It was completely different from the fighter jets hovering above. It was a small civilian helicopter with the logo of the [Tianqi Holy Wilderness] Group printed on it.

It was followed by two slightly larger escort aircraft, and the print on the fuselage was the totem mark of the Ksitigarbha King.

A box with a wooden frame was hung under the helicopter, pulled by a wire rope, and it looked like it was only about a computer desk in size.

In the rain, dozens of searchlights shone on it, as if it was a much-anticipated debut, so everyone was looking forward to its arrival.

The helicopter landed slowly, and the wooden box fell to the ground. Someone stepped forward and quickly opened it, and the box was full of cash.

This is the [-] million that Huang Can asked for.

Without the restriction of the wooden frame, under the erosion of rain and strong wind, it could not maintain a complete cube. The top few stacks were scattered aside like dominoes, and finally collapsed like a hill, piled up in front of the gazebo .

Now that the times have progressed, checks, transfers and remittances are often used. Huge wealth is just a bunch of numbers. On the contrary, when this pile of cash is really in front of them, people feel that they have not seen money for a long time.

Of course, there is still so much money, I am afraid I will never have the chance to see it in this life.

It turned out that [-] million RMB piled up was so much that several people couldn't lift it away; it turned out that the money piled up was so heavy, and the sound of hitting the ground was so loud that it could crush the stone slabs!

It's amazing!

Huang Can looked at so many red bills and said it would be a lie if he wasn't tempted, but when he thought that it was Mo Xiaofeng's sake for this damned guy, he would have given out so much money without blinking, just to keep this guy's money. Little fate, Huang Can can't stop being upset.

If he was kidnapped, his father might not be willing to pay so much money in exchange, but Mo Xiaofeng would be so willing every minute, how could he be willing to spend his time on this guy?

Why!

Huang Can's heart was twisted so much, it's not that he loves Mo Xiaofeng so much, he doesn't like it if he has to push him endlessly.

Uneasy!

Some people can live a glamorous life, living like stars and moons, but he has to be careful and hide everything, he can't like what he wants, he can't do what he wants, and he will be disliked and expelled even if he gets close to him. He just can't stay in such a circle for a while, even if he takes a look, he doesn't deserve it!

That night, Mo Xiaofeng just sat quietly on the sofa in the bar.The people around Mo Xiaofeng are surrounded by stars and stars, not because they are greedy for his money, not for his power, there is something inherently attractive lingering around him, which makes people flock to him like crazy !

He got closer, he wanted to buy him a drink, he wanted to be friends with him, he wanted to see what kind of world such a person lived in, and how it was different from himself.

But he was thrown out like a dog, insulted, ridiculed, told him: how unbearable he is!

Why!Obviously this guy is not a good thing, he is just a dirty guy!

Why live like this!

Hong Tingyun had known for a long time that Mo Xiaofeng would redeem him. Although giving so much money to a dog was the same as beating a dog with a meat bun—it was pure waste, but he was happy when he thought that Mo Xiaofeng spent it for him, and he chuckled. The joy of making a sound is full of provocation.

The sound was extremely piercing in Huang Can's ears, the knife in his hand tightened tightly, he didn't dare to stab it, and finally it turned into a slap and slapped Hong Tingyun's face fiercely!

Huang Can's slap fell, and the teacup in Mo Xiaofeng's hand also fell to the ground. The blue and white porcelain was broken into pieces on the ground, shining bright white light on the pitch-black ground, especially conspicuous!

The rattan sticks in the hands of the surrounding guards hit the ground heavily again, a flash of lightning flashed, and the sound was deafening.

This sound of standing sticks in the [Dizo] team is actually a kind of battle dance, which can boost morale, and it also means to deter and warn the enemy.

Huang Can was so frightened that he was still in shock, and it seemed that he had regained his sanity from the anger a little bit.If he hadn't been interrupted by this voice, the second slap in his hand would have landed on Hong Tingyun's face!

Even Xiao Tian, ​​who was squatting at his feet, seemed to be infected by the aura. He stood up with his back arched and his teeth bared, all the hair on his body stood on end, and he growled lowly at Huang Can, as if he was ready to pounce on him at any time!

The veins on Mo Xiaofeng's forehead floated, he got up from the chair, walked out of the shed slowly and stood in the middle of the square.

How to say this feeling is quite evil.Just like the Black Panther, the leader of Wakanda, appeared on the stage, surrounded by tens of thousands of guards, primitive and technological, breaking everyone's cognition, and the unknown is full of infinite horror.

Mo Xiaofeng raised his hand, the sound of setting up the stick stopped abruptly, but everyone was silent, and needles could be heard all around.

He looked at the pile of banknotes in front of him, and then at the people in the gazebo, feeling extremely bored.

"One hundred million is here, what else do you want?"

Mo Xiaofeng couldn't hear much emotion in his voice, he was still indifferent like before, but everyone could feel a chill congealing, and the rain that fell on his body was a little bit colder.

There seemed to be a kind of light emanating from Mo Xiaofeng, just like when Huang Can saw it in the bar that night.

No, even more dazzling!

The beautiful and almost suffocating oppression belongs to Mo Xiaofeng alone, like a morning star descending to earth!

Powerful, tall, and above anyone else, it's not that the sun can't be looked at directly, but the moonlight is so cold and holy, it makes people want to take it for themselves, and even wants to destroy him crazily!

Such a person, Huang Can wants to have him, wants to possess him, wants to take him as his own, wants to lock him in his box so that no one can see him!

While everyone was afraid of Mo Xiaofeng, Huang Can felt a perverted desire, and he smiled.

"Hehe, I haven't finished my previous words! Want to change him? Yes! I not only want money, I also want you! I want you to get naked and kneel down, crawl over like the dog next to you!"

Huang Can raised his chin and laughed, pointed the dagger in his hand at Mo Xiaofeng, and said something that drove everyone crazy.

The originally silent surroundings, as if time and space have been suspended, turned into a dead silence.

Mo Xiaofeng narrowed his eyelids slightly, and everyone was observing his expression, thinking that he must be very angry.

In fact, Mo Xiaofeng's anger has calmed down a lot. Compared with this guy asking him for money, this kind of thing makes him understand a little bit.

Huang Can just wanted to humiliate him, he just wanted to put his self-esteem on the ground, and play with himself over and over again to satisfy his vanity.

Mo Xiaofeng can satisfy him, but the premise is that this guy has to return Hong Tingyun to him!

Mo Xiaofeng raised his hand and Wang Kejin stepped forward with a frown. Mo Xiaofeng didn't say anything else, just handed him the phone.

Wang Kejin realized something was wrong in an instant, and was about to speak when Mo Xiaofeng glanced at it and stopped.

The slender and beautiful fingertips were clasped on the right shoulder, and he pressed hard on the button. All the armor on the chest was folded away, and finally turned into a long metal belt inch wide, and hit the ground heavily.

Water splashed around Mo Xiaofeng's feet, and he walked towards Huang Can, every few steps he took, he dropped the same equipment on the ground.

Armor, knives, firearms, defense bracelets, virtual devices...

This was the second time Mo Xiaofeng removed his armor in public, and it was also for Hong Tingyun alone.

People from several forces were stunned.

Huang Can's eyes were full of excitement, Wang Kejin clenched his fists, Xibo's villagers stretched their necks to watch the excitement, and the policemen's eyes widened, it was unbelievable.

[Ksitigarbha] Everyone saw their young master being so insulted, but they could only hold the sticks in their hands tightly.

Without orders to move their hands, they can do nothing.

Huang Yin's expression was extremely ugly, Shao Mo was willing to sacrifice to this extent for that guy, if these people were let go, the shame of today would be endless.

Hong Tingyun seemed to be the last to react. From the initial enlightenment to the anger at this moment, it seemed that a century had passed after reading the article, and when he realized that Mo Xiaofeng was going to abandon his dignity again for him, he Full of anger and sadness, his eyes were full of distressed tears.

"How dare you! Mo Xiaofeng! How dare you take off one piece and try it! If you dare to kneel down to this bastard, I'll kill you right here, believe it or not!"

Hong Tingyun's hands were bound, his neck was swollen red, and the bulging blood vessels were as ferocious as a crawling snake. His whole body was like a mad beast, roaring crazily at Mo Xiaofeng.

Huang Can almost couldn't hold this guy back a few times, and pinched this guy's neck so hard that he lost his strength as if he lacked oxygen, and then dragged him back.

Seeing Hong Tingyun's crimson eyes full of unwillingness and anger, Mo Xiaofeng suddenly stopped in the center of the square, stopped while pulling his fingers in black combat uniform, and stared at Hong Tingyun as if thinking.

He paused before opening his mouth, his tone was still as indifferent as usual, but there were some uncertain doubts.

"You're not allowed?"

At this moment, Hong Tingyun's mouth was quicker than his brain, and he yelled at Mo Xiaofeng, and even threatened him viciously.

"Yes! I don't allow it! Even if I die, you are not allowed to be trampled by this dog! Put on my clothes, and if I can't save me, I will collect the corpse. If I can't collect the corpse, let him be buried with him. I forbid you to do it again. Do this for me! Do you hear me!"

This guy's words are so fucking crazy, everyone present sighed so.

But Mo Xiaofeng could hear the seriousness in his words, none of Hong Tingyun's words were jokes.

Mo Xiaofeng suddenly realized something,

Hong Tingyun's unyielding and his unyielding have always been two different things.Every time I say I have to, I'm just rationalizing myself.

And now that the situation is so severe, Hong Tingyun pulled him out of the unsolvable fog, pierced all the haze and confusion, and guided him to a new direction, allowing him to see the light in this cloudy rain and darkness .

Huang Can was a little frightened when he saw the guy who was even crazier than himself, for a while he forgot to tell Hong Tingyun to shut up, let alone beat him again.

At this time, Huang Can even subconsciously looked at Mo Xiaofeng's reaction and guessed what he would do next.

Various emotions flashed across Mo Xiaofeng's bright eyes, and finally responded to Hong Tingyun with the same seriousness.

He said, good.

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