Chapter 237 Battle Trigger
"Wanrou takes the order." Wen Wanrou was overjoyed. She believed in her intuition that Su Yu must be the young leader of the Su family.
To be precise, he must be, only in this way can she complete her plan.
"There is nothing else, just go back. There are many talented people around that kid, don't let them discover your identity." Mr. Wang issued a light order to expel guests.
But Wen Wanrou was indifferent.
"Is there anything else?" Mr. Wang looked at Wen Wanrou, who was about to say something but stopped, and said in an old voice: "If you have something to say!"
Wen Wanrou took a deep breath and asked, "Wanrou has something to be confused. Please help the general manager to solve the problem."
"What's the matter?" asked Mr. Wang impatiently.
"The Su family used Muying's mouth to announce Su Yu's identity, with the purpose of letting Su Yu attract the attention of most forces. But Su Yu will also be in great danger."
"Have the Su family ever thought that if Su Yu was really the young master? Once the identity was confirmed, Su Yu would be the first to be attacked by all the hostile forces of the Su family. Judging from the current situation, Su Yu is the young master of the Su family, and the chance is that it is the greatest."
"Have the Su family ever thought about what would Su Yu think when he knew about it? Thinking from the perspective of others, if we were Su Yu, would we still be the young master of the Su family and carry the banner of revival?"
Mr. Wang stared at Wen Wanrou with his old eyes, and asked with his head tilted, "What do you want to say?"
Wen Wanrou took a deep breath and asked, "Wanrou wanted to know, is the intention of the Su family to find the young master really to revive the family? Is the safety of the young master important in the eyes of the Su family?"
"presumptuous!"
Mr. Wang glared at the tiger's eyes, and a breath that soared into the sky gushed out of his dead torso.
The next moment, he made a clamp with one hand and pressed it tightly between Wen Wanro's throat. The old eyes were full of murderous intentions: "Do you know what the consequences will be if the family is insulted?"
"Um..." Wen Wanrou's body was raised, her feet were struggling weakly, but her eyes were firm: "I just wanted to... know, do I need to... waste time on this!"
Bang!
Seeing that Wen Wanrou had reached its limit, General Manager Wang threw her out casually and shouted in a cold voice: "Don't think you are Yao Shengchen's daughter, I dare not kill you. If there is a next time, I will never let you go."
"Ahem!" Wen Wanrou held the red-pinched neck and slowly stood up, but she looked determined: "You haven't answered Wanrou's question yet!"
"Swish!"
Manager Wang's figure suddenly rushed to Wen Wanrou, and his old eyes carried a cold look at her: "Are you looking for death?
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Wen Wanrou didn't say a word, but her phoenix eyes stared firmly at Manager Wang.
After a long time, General Manager Wang dispersed his murderous intent, walked straight back to the chair, and replied faintly: "This is the decision of the superior, and you don't need to worry about it. Your current task is just to determine Su Yu's identity."
"I know what you want to do. With the help of the young master, I will help you kill your enemy, right? Then fulfill your duties. If you really find the young master, I will help you kill that person!"
Wen Wanrou still didn't get the answer she wanted. Perhaps the Manager Wang in front of her didn't know this answer either?
But no matter what, she will return without success.
After sorting out his clothes, Wen Wanrou clasped her fists and said, "Wanrou understands."
When Wen Wanrou left, General Manager Wang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands on his back, quietly looking at the night outside the window.
The city with neon lights flashing looks a little silent, but the storm under the undercurrent is becoming more and more shocking.
"If we really reach that point, the Su family will really have no way out..."
A long sigh could not hide the helplessness.
On the other side, in a private club in Luolong District.
Song Chengyu pressed the head of a charming woman between her crotch and rushed hard. With a low growl, he stuffed all the essence in his body into the woman's mouth.
The woman coughed dryly, swallowed the white liquid under the fierce gaze of the former, and then wiped it clean with all her heart.
Suddenly, a phone call sounded. Song Chengyu glanced at the caller ID, kicked the woman away, and went into the bathroom naked.
In the bathroom, Song Chengyu flushed his identity while saying to the phone: "Call me so late, what's the matter?"
"The hostages need to be transferred." A hoarse voice came from the other party.
"I understand. Is there anything else?" Song Chengyu replied absent-mindedly.
"The news came from Chen Hu that Julongyuan's attack became stronger and stronger, and he could no longer stand it." The other party continued.
"It seems that the old guy's plan for so many years is not enough. I know, I will ask someone to help him share the firepower." Song Chengyu sneered faintly and reached out to hang up the phone.
"Useless waste." He rinsed his hair, spit out a mouthful, and sneered.
After washing up, Song Chengyu changed into a navy casual suit and turned into the garage. Not long after, he jumped out in a charming Lamboniki.
The villa where Mo's father was imprisoned.
Song Chengyu shook his body and walked into the villa slowly when he saw Mo
At the moment of Father, he laughed and said, "Old guy, I'm here to see you again."
"You are very popular recently. Several waves of people have wanted to come in and visit you quietly, but unfortunately, they died without even seeing your figure."
Mo's father was scattered on the sofa with his hair scattered, his eyes were dull, and his firm face with a strong national character also looked extremely sallow at this time.
Since he gave up developing the fifth energy source for the Zhao family, waves of inhuman torture have come.
This was the 21st day he was detained, and he could no longer hold on.
But he also knew that he had to persevere until the savior came.
A strong willpower supported him. Facing the Zhao family's sugar-coated shells, Mo's father completely achieved the point of not eating soft and hard.
Even if he faces death countless times, he will never agree to continue the development.
The Zhao family was also in an embarrassing state of being able to let go of Mo's father and not kill, so they could only be detained first.
They also thought of threatening Mo's father with Mo Qingcheng's life, but they knew that that would only backfire. Once Mo's father was angry, they would be the ones who suffered in the end.
So they could only wait quietly, reporting to the top while ensuring control over Mo's father.
In recent days, with waves of offensives from other forces, this small villa can no longer form a protective circle.
So they have to transfer it.
Song Chengyu walked to Mo's father, grabbed the latter's hair, tilted his head and joked: "Old man, clean up, we should leave."
"No, no, I won't leave. This is my home, I won't go anywhere." Mo's father struggled in panic.
"How can you do this?" Song Chengyu grinned and punched Mo's father in the back of his head.
The latter's eyes flipped and fainted.
"Come, take him away."
Armored vehicles were parked outside the villa. Not long after, more than a dozen people wearing Mo's father's clothes were taken out.
They were wearing cloth bags on their heads, making it impossible to tell which one was the real Mo Father. Dozens of guards wearing combat uniforms, with real guns and ammunitions looking around and staring at the enemies from all directions.
Around the villa, a group of forces suddenly became nervous when they saw this scene. They knew that the target was about to be diverted.
When Song Chengyu walked out of the villa in a straight suit, a huge roar suddenly rang out.
An RPG missile attacked from nowhere and directly hit the green belt next to the villa.
Fires are everywhere, smoke and dust are everywhere.
The battle is about to break out.
Chapter completed!