A group of men in black blocked his path. Basong Charumpeng raised his hand, and the men retreated silently.
Basong Charunpeng looked at Huangfu Lin who was sitting there with a faint look. As expected, Huangfu Lin was calm. His fingers holding the armrest turned slightly white, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Who would have thought that the man who dominates Southeast Asia and is said to be a god would actually be nervous about a child.
No wonder it fell into my hands today. In the end, it comes down to one word, love.
I live a life of licking blood from the tip of a knife all day long. The most important thing is the word love, and the most unforgettable thing is the word love.
Basong Chalunpeng called up the surveillance video. Huangfu Lin stared at Biaozi's strong tiger body step by step out of the splendid palace, until he left the gate of the community he passed through just now, and then got into the car.
The disappearing figure.
Huangfu Lin's expression relaxed unconsciously. The most important thing was that Nannan was fine.
But I saw Basong Charumpeng watching the surveillance video, taking a sip of the fragrant tea, and covering up the sneer at the corner of his mouth.
It was really touching to see Huangfu Lin's dedication.
Watching Biaozi's back disappear from the surveillance video, Basong Charumpong put down his tea cup, with a water stain on his bright red lips, "Now that the child is safe, it's time to resolve the matter between us."
Huangfu Lin's eyes suddenly turned cold and fell directly on Basong Charumpeng. There was undisguised murderous intent and coldness in his eyes, just like sharp knives, he shot all at Basong Charumpeng.
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The curve of the corners of his lips was as cold as ever, "It's time to resolve the matter between us."
He moved his fingers gently, as if he hadn't killed someone with his own hands for a long time.
His eyes flashed with violence and blood, and his body was filled with the smell of killing.
In fact, both of them knew very well that the real contest had just begun.
Huangfu Lin had already expected that Basong Charumpong would use his children to lure him here, not just to access the arms market in Southeast Asia, but his real purpose was to kill him. And naturally he would not let this go.
Despicable, shameless and ambitious shemale.
Basong Charumpeng slowly straightened up, "Just you, with bare hands?" Huangfu Lin was about to stand up when he saw a barrier made of iron thorns rising up between the two people and placing it in front of him.
"Basong? Chalumphong, it seems that I overestimated your ability."
With a slight shake of his hand, a big hole opened up in the iron thorn barrier in front of him, and it fell crookedly to both sides. It turned out that the cuff pins on his cuffs were actually extremely sharp blades, as thin as cow hair, but cutting iron like mud.
His iron thorns were cut open easily. It seemed that the person who searched him was careless.
Huangfu Lin walked step by step towards the man whose expression finally changed slightly, and he was full of anger.
Basong Zhalunpeng looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, then regained his composure. With a press of his hand, the couch instantly moved back ten meters and looked at Huangfu Lin from a distance.
Behind Huangfu Lin, a crowd of men in black stood, each holding an HK416 sniper rifle in their hands, the black muzzle pointed directly at Huangfu Lin.
Basong Charunpeng laughed wildly, his feminine face full of distortion, "Huangfu Lin, today is the day you die."
The eerie laughter echoed in the sky in the huge room. Huangfu Lin remained unmoved. He even walked towards Basong Charunpeng without even stopping for a moment.