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337. Chapter 337 The Genius Son Has a Dark Belly 13

"Don't mention the dead to me in the future." Yan Mu looked at him with a cold and disdainful attitude: "He doubted it, let him doubt it. I'm not afraid that he knows this. If his people dare to smash our field, I'll give it to me.

Smash back, double the amount."

He is afraid that he will never die if he is old?

What Mr. Chai owed him before, it was finally time to settle the matter.

Deng Liang received the order, and he knew that at this time the dispute between Yan's family and Chai Lao had entered a white-hot stage.

Since we are going to turn against each other, there is no need to hide what we have done: "Those foreign lawyers?"

"Don't worry about them, you go and do something."

"yes."

"Look for a few people to beat Shangguan Xiong."

Deng Liang looked at Yan Mubei in disbelief.

"He can't get out of bed and can't see my mother."

"……yes."

At this time, a policeman came over, knocked on the iron door and shouted: "Time is up."

Deng Liang looked back at the policeman and said, "I know, pack up the things and leave."

The policeman walked away without urging him.

Deng Liang folded the lunch boxes spread on the table one by one.

There are four layers in total, with fish and meat, but the portion is the same as when I brought it.

Yan Mubei took out another cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked, "Where is that woman?"

Seeing this, Deng Liang quickly ignited him again, and couldn't react for a moment: "Which woman?"

Yan Mubei looked at him, his eyes dangerous and terrifying, and his voice burst out from his mouth: "Do I have many women?"

Deng Liangdie: "….”

I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. You have obviously had many women, okay?

It turns out that those who followed you before were men?

Of course, if Deng Liang gave him ten thousand courage, he would not dare to say this.

He woke up and laughed: "Ms. Lin? Miss Lin... she is pretty good."

Yan Mubei looked at him with a sharp and gloomy gaze, and he didn't speak.

Deng Liang lowered his head again: "Ms. Lin refused to make false confessions, and went to see Shangguan Zhixuan in the afternoon."

The man's face became darker little by little.

The lit cigarette was extinguished by his backhand and held in his palm.

"Young Master Yan?"

"Hear what they say?"

"……No."

Yan Mubei opened his palm. The cigarette butt that was originally emitting red light had now been extinguished, and the whole cigarette turned into a shattered shape.

The smoke fell from his burning red palms.

At this moment, he completely ignored the charred skin in his palm.

He can control everything, even the lives of the enemy.

But he couldn't control his lover.

He could not control her actions and prevent her from seeing the people he hated and hated.

Lin Qianqian, don’t betray me.

Deng Liang didn't know what to say, but after packing up his things, he asked, "Why should I bring Miss Lin here tomorrow?"

"Hmph, does she have no feet? She is coming, she will be here long ago." Yan Mubei was furious: "Do something else for me."

Deng Liang had a vague premonition.

When you meet Lin Qianqian, the boss is always prone to losing control and doing extremely terrifying things.

——★The dividing line of one-day addiction★——

When I was bathing my son in the evening, Lin Qianqian's phone rang.

She quickly wrapped her bath towel around her son, wiped the water droplets on her hands, and ran to the sofa to get her cell phone: "Hey?"

"Qianqian." Lin Guoqun's voice.
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