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Chapter three hundred and eighty ninth question

"Something? What thing? What does the thing you are looking for have to do with me? I have no idea what you are talking about!"

Mo Chengxian shouted...

"Haha!" Shangji smiled coldly and said, "You may not know, but someone will definitely know!"

After saying that, he got on the plane and directly pulled Mo Chengxian aside, pushing him to sit on the sofa in the living room. Then he turned his attention to Lin Shuyuan, who was holding her hands behind her back and quietly using her mobile phone to call the police.

"I think you'd better hand over the phone behind you, otherwise I can't guarantee that something unpleasant will happen."

Hearing this, Lin Shuyuan's face suddenly froze, and she looked at the three people on the plane, but did not hand over her mobile phone, but just bit her lip.

At this time, the cardinal on the other side couldn't help but snorted coldly. He suddenly moved and saw a silhouette of a person flashing. Lin Shuyuan did not react at all. He had already appeared behind Lin Shuyuan and snatched the hand from Lin Shuyuan.

cell phone.

Lin Shuyuan didn't react at all. Suddenly she felt that the mobile phone in her hand was snatched away by a strong force. When she turned her head to look, she saw the cardinal holding her mobile phone without even looking at it.

Just take a look and hold it hard, and the phone will instantly become a pile of pieces!

"Okay, junior brother, there is no need to waste time playing cat and mouse games with them. Hurry up and find out the whereabouts of that kid." At this time, Xuanji said impatiently.

"Okay senior brother!"

Hearing the words, the host responded, then turned around and looked at Mo Chengxian, who had a somewhat panicked look on his face, and said coldly: "Mr. Mo, tell me, the last time we came to your home, what happened to you?"

Where is the young man in the family now?"

When Mo Chengxian heard the inquiry from the boarder, he was slightly stunned, and immediately understood that the person he was referring to was Zhao Yang. However, Mo Chengxian also knew that these people in front of him were coming with bad intentions, and they were probably trying to

It was not good for Zhao Yang, so he did not answer directly, but pretended not to know: "I don't know who you are talking about. This is my home, you are not welcome, please leave immediately!"

"Hehe, hehe..." He laughed on the plane, with a cold light flashing in his slightly narrowed eyes, and said with a sneer: "It seems that Mr. Mo is not very willing to cooperate. I can only express my deep regret for this."

Pity."

After saying that, he got on the plane and cast his eyes on Lin Shuyuan on the other side and her son Mo Ye who was being protected behind her. Then he glanced back at Mo Chengxian and said lightly: "Those are your wife and son, right?

?Haha, what a pity, tsk tsk..."

After saying that, he got on the plane and turned around and walked towards Lin Shuyuan with a teasing sneer on his face.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Hearing the unkindness in the voice on the phone, Mo Chengxian couldn't help shouting, and immediately stood up and rushed forward quickly, trying to block his wife and son.

Unfortunately, the cardinal on the other side grabbed Mo Chengxian's hand and pulled Mo Chengxian with a little force. Mo Chengxian, who had just stood up and took two steps, staggered and fell back onto the sofa.

superior.

"Sit still!" the cardinal said coldly.

Seeing the plane approaching step by step, Lin Shuyuan couldn't help but protect her son and took two steps back. She stared at the approaching plane nervously and shouted: "You, what do you want to do? I warn you not to mess around.

This is a legal society now!"

After listening to Lin Shuyuan's words, she couldn't help laughing sarcastically on the plane, "Haha, you are so naive. A legal society? Tsk! Do you think the so-called secular laws are really useful to us?"

With a cold smile, he got on the plane and glanced at Mo Ye behind Lin Shuyuan, then reached out and grabbed it.

Lin Shuyuan couldn't help being shocked when she saw this, and quickly stretched out her hands to protect her son firmly behind her. Unfortunately, the host was determined to catch Mo Ye, how could Lin Shuyuan protect him?

"Ah, let me go, let me go. You bad guy!"

The **-year-old Mo Ye was suddenly grabbed by the plane and immediately screamed. Although he was still young, he could tell that the three people on the plane were not good people.

"Let go of my son!"

"stop!"

Lin Shuyuan and Mo Chengxian on the other side couldn't help but screamed in surprise when they saw their son get on the plane and catch him.

Lin Shuyuan even rushed forward to snatch her son back. Unfortunately, how could she snatch her son back from Shangji, who had the cultivation level of the early Huanyuan?

As soon as he saw Lin Shuyuan rushing over, he got on the plane and without saying a word, he directly raised his foot and kicked Lin Shuyuan aside.

Although the kick when she got on the plane was not forceful at all, Lin Shuyuan was just an ordinary person after all, and she was also a woman. The casual kick when she got on the plane still made her stumble to the ground involuntarily, covering her abdomen with one hand, and her forehead hurt.

I broke out in cold sweat all of a sudden, and my face suddenly turned pale.

But even though her abdomen was cramping and cramping, Lin Shuyuan still struggled to stand up from the ground, staring at her son who was caught in the hand of the machine, and shouted unwillingly: "Give me your son back!"

"Shuyuan, how are you? Are you okay?"

Mo Chengxian, who was on the other side, saw his wife being kicked by the plane. His face turned pale and he was sweating. He couldn't help but scream nervously. He wanted to get up and rush over again, but a hand was firmly pressed on his shoulder.

On the shoulder, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move it at all. He could only be pinned to the sofa without any strength, unable to move!

On board the plane, he completely turned a deaf ear to the screams of Mo Chengxian's family. He just glanced coldly and struggled to stand up from the ground. In the end, his abdomen was so painful that he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only sit on the ground feebly.

Lin Shuyuan breathed in the air-conditioning quickly, and then turned her gaze to Mo Chengxian, who was pinned down on the sofa by the cardinal.

Holding Mo Ye in his hand, he said calmly: "Mr. Mo, let me ask you again, where is that young man?"

At this time, the broad palm of the boarding machine was stuck on Mo Ye's neck. Mo Ye, who was lifted up in the air, was yelling and struggling, and his hands were also grabbing hard on the arm of the boarding machine.

However, the arm that got on the plane seemed to be a steel arm, motionless.

"Let go of my son, what do you want to do?" Mo Chengxian shouted nervously.

But when he got on the plane, he snorted coldly and said: "Mr. Mo, you should know what I mean. Please don't waste our precious time. I will give you dozens of blows if you don't tell the whereabouts of that young man honestly."

,Then the consequences...haha!"

On the plane, he just sneered twice and did not continue, but the threatening intention was already very obvious.

Mo Chengxian looked at his son who kept struggling in the hands of the computer, with a look of struggle on his face. He didn't know whether to tell the whereabouts of Zhao Yang. If not, then these people in front of him would definitely not.

Let them go easily.

Even when he got on the plane just now, it was obvious that he was using his son to threaten him. If he didn't say anything, he might really dare to kill his son. Then it would definitely be his wife's turn, and finally himself.

But if he did, Mo Chengxian felt very sorry for Zhao Yang, which was tantamount to betraying Zhao Yang. After all, even a fool could see that these people were looking for trouble for Zhao Yang.

Moreover, he was not sure whether these people would let his family go if he told them Zhao Yang's whereabouts.

At this moment, Mo Chengxian could be said to be in a dilemma.

Seeing the hesitation and struggle on Mo Chengxian's face, he couldn't help but smile coldly when he got on the machine and immediately started counting: "One!"

"two!"

"three!"

He got on the machine and counted one by one, his eyes always staring at the ever-changing expression on Mo Chengxian's face, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"six!"

"seven!"

When he counted to 'seven', he got on the plane and saw that Mo Chengxian still didn't speak, still hesitating. His eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, and a cold light gradually began to flash in his eyes...

"eight!"

After another count, the palm holding Mo Ye's neck gradually began to tighten. This could be seen from Mo Ye's sudden coughing sound and slowly reddening face.

Naturally, Mo Chengxian also noticed that the hand holding his son's neck on the plane was squeezing tightly. He also saw that his son's face was getting redder and redder, his breathing was becoming difficult, and he was coughing continuously.

"Nine!"

Another voice came out of the mouth of the boarding machine. The hand holding Mo Ye's neck suddenly became a little harder. For a moment, Mo Ye rolled his eyes. I'm afraid that if he waited for the tenth number, Mo Chengxian wouldn't say anything.

If Zhao Yang is found, he will really pinch Mo Ye's neck when he gets on the plane!

Seeing that his son might die at the hands of the host at any time, Mo Chengxian finally couldn't help but clenched his fists and shouted: "Stop!"

Hearing Mo Chengxian's voice, he couldn't help laughing when he got on the plane and said, "How about it, Mr. Mo, are you willing to talk now?"

Mo Chengxian glanced at his son, whose face was flushed and rolling his eyes. Although he didn't want to, he had no choice now.

"Okay, I say! But you have to let my son go immediately!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Chengxian could only say silently in his heart: "Xiao Yang, I'm sorry, Uncle Mo can't help it..."

Mo Chengxian really had no other choice. Did he really want to watch his son die in front of him, then his wife, and finally himself?

So he could only choose to tell the whereabouts of Zhao Yang. Mo Chengxian's choice was understandable, because it was human nature, after all, it was related to the fate of his family.

What's more... Mo Chengxian once saw with his own eyes that Zhao Yang could summon ghosts and drive them away at Luo Tiancheng's home, so he knew that Zhao Yang's methods were extraordinary and not ordinary.

Therefore, he was holding a bit of 'lucky' in his heart, "Maybe Xiao Yang can deal with these people? In that case, even if he tells them Xiao Yang's whereabouts, nothing will happen."

At this time, Mo Chengxian could only comfort himself in his heart.

After hearing Mo Chengxian's words, he couldn't help laughing when he got on the plane, "Haha, that's right, Mr. Mo, if you had been so cooperative from the beginning, wouldn't it be unnecessary to spend so much effort now?"

After saying that, he got on the machine and put down Mo Ye in his hand. (To be continued.


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