Urban: Town Country War God

An accident interrupted the funeral.

At the funeral scene of the third young master of the Mo family, a coffin fell from the sky and pressed on the crystal coffin of the third young master.

Not only crushed the crystal coffin, but also crushed the three young master's corpse to pieces.

Die without peace.

Perhaps it is appropriate to use this sentence to describe it at this moment.

In the funeral home, a group of guests, members of the Mo family, walked out one after another.

They all wanted to know who was not afraid of death, who dared to smash Mo's place.

Outdoors, it was silent.

There was no sound on the empty avenue.

Except for the sorrow and joy in the funeral home, there was no sound.

Mo Wentian looked ugly, leading a group of security guards to look around, just to find the culprit.

Looking at the entire Yanjing, excluding the century-old Xiao family, how many people would dare to smash his place?

In other words, how many people dared to show him disrespect to Mo Wentian and Mo Family?

However, today, not only are people coming to smash the scene, but the three dead are crushed by one who will never live beyond life.

This is looking for death!

Huh!

At this moment, a group of security guards seemed to have noticed something.

Mo Wentian obviously noticed the movement there too.

When that person reaches middle age, his face is still full of charm, exuding a strong killing intent.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the front, his heart filled with killing intent.

A black business car drove towards him at a very slow speed.

The speed is very slow.

No hurry, no delay.

What's peculiar is that every turn of its tires can match the sorrow and joy of the sky.

It looks very weird.

just like…

As if the **** of death was slowly approaching.

"What are you guys trying to do? You stepped forward to get the people inside out, so you dare to move my third brother, not knowing whether you live or die!"

At this time, a young man ran out of the room with an angry face and gave orders to the security guard who was still dazed.

However, before the security had acted, he was blocked by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stay calm and not to speak, his eyes frowned slightly and his face was unusually ugly.

He knows the car.

Although he hadn't seen the person inside, he had already guessed a general idea in his heart.

as expected.

The commercial vehicle drove to him slowly and stopped steadily.

Immediately afterwards, the car window rolled down, revealing a handsome, masculine young face.

"It's you!"

Mo Wentian's heart suddenly shook, and he exclaimed.

He knew this face even if it turned to ashes.

Although, this may be their first official meeting.

But after this period of investigation, the young man's photos have already flowed into his hands.

In his huge study room, photos of the young man were plastered with red crosses painted on them.

In order to hope that one day, this young man can be killed and avenged by his third son.

He envisioned countless possibilities, the scene of an official meeting with the young man.

However, it was only unexpected that they would meet in this way.

Click!

The door opened, and it was Xu Hao who got out of the car first.

He was playing with a dagger in his hand and glanced provocatively at Mo Wentian, as well as the murderous security guards around him.

After the diameter comes

Seat, open the door.

Lin Xiao leaned against his back and didn't get out of the car for the time being. Instead, he took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a deep breath.

When the smoke is spit out.

Suddenly, as if he was aware of something, he picked up the cigarette and handed it to Mo Wentian, who was pale and uncertain, and smiled: "Patriarch Mo, do you want one?"

Karen Mok: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Arrogant!

Domineering!

The guests who walked out of the funeral home, as well as the Mo family members, were all dumbfounded.

Isn't this young man too brave?

Actually dared to be rude to the dignified Patriarch of the Mo family.

"Boy, you dare to be rude to my father and want to die?!"

At this moment, the young man who spoke first suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Lin Xiao, and yelled.

The security guards around are also ready to move.

Lin Xiao was indifferent to it. Instead, he glanced at the young man with interest, looked at Mo Wentian, and asked with a smile: "Mo Patriarch, is that the noble son?"

"Why did you talk to my dad? Get out of the car quickly!!"

The young man wore a black suit with white flowers, but his face was a little immature, no more than twenty-two at the most, and his face was domineering at the moment.

His name is Mo Hu, Mo Wentian's fifth son, the son of his third wife, who is still in college and is used to being arrogant and domineering.

It's no wonder that he was like this. Born in a top-notch family like the Mo family, he walked sideways in Yanjing. No one dared to disobey him, and this gradually gave him a habit of domineering.

Now, seeing Lin Xiao dared to sit in the car and talk to his father in a high-pitched manner, he was suddenly furious.

Lin Xiao didn't get angry, and stretched out his hand to make a move towards Mohu, "Want me to get off the car, why don't you come and ask me to get off?"

"How about your mother!"

Mo Hu was a big dude who had no patience and a grumpy temper. He was immediately angry.

Without further ado, he snatched the pistol from a security guard, put it in the block, and walked towards the Lin Xiaoche.

Pointing the muzzle of the black hole at Lin Xiao's forehead like this, with a sneer and a hint of madness, he sneered: "Boy, you're so crazy, now, are you going to continue to mad?! "

Xu Hao took a step back slightly, his eyes playful.

Lin Xiao leaned back lazily on the back of the car and took a faint puff of cigarette, not paying attention to the threat of Mo Lake.

Instead, he looked at Mo Wentian, whose expression had become more and more ugly, and smiled: "Patriarch Mo, I heard that your son is going to be buried today, why don't you have a double happiness?"

Karen Mok: "..."

"court death!"

Mo Hu was furious and was about to shoot.

Snapped!

Surprisingly, before his gun was activated, Mo Wentian suddenly slapped him and slapped him with great force. He hit Mohu's face and slapped him directly to the ground.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone was taken aback, thinking that there would be a good show, who would have expected Mo Wentian to beat his son.

Isn't the young man sitting in the car still a big man?

Even his dignified Mo family Patriarch can't provoke him?

This is the end of my thought.

Everyone was shocked again.

If this is the case, I am afraid that the Mo family will suffer a big loss today, or in other words, the sky of Yanjing will change.

"Dad, why are you hitting me?" Mo Hu asked unconvincedly, holding his face aggrieved.

He was puzzled.

Obviously, he was helping his father to vent his anger, and taught this ignorant boy how to beat himself in a good manner.

Mo Wentian turned a blind eye to him, but took a deep breath, looked at Lin Xiao, and said solemnly, "What do you want?!"

Everyone: "..."

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