Sure enough, as soon as Tianbao finished speaking, Yang Mufan slightly raised his murderous sword eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Who wants to win my son away?!"
Without allowing Nan Juefeng and others to speak, Tianbao had already taken the lead in filing a complaint. Pointing at Nan Juefeng's nose, he unceremoniously dragged down all the bastards who had just divided up his movable and immovable property: "Second brother, he is definitely the eldest brother.
, and the third brother is undoubtedly an accomplice, Brother Zhuo and Brother Lang are the errands who help the evildoer. The eldest brother is cruel and vicious. Not only does he want to win your son away, he leads him out for a walk on a leash every day, and he also threatens to kill your wife.
I also won him away and went to poke the toilet for him. He said he was so 'tall and superior'. Do you think these people lack training?!"
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Where these words were spoken, there was a terrible silence in the VVIP stadium.
Not long after Tianbao finished speaking, Yang Mufan supplemented his actions with an action: with an extremely lazy and elegant posture, he walked to the table slowly, and then slowly took a cue from Tianlang who was standing aside.
He took the powder and rubbed the club slowly and rhythmically.
While he wiped it elegantly, he hummed leisurely with a warm and mellow voice: "Brother, as you wish, I will give you a chance to win my son and wife away today. I will block people, and you bet on stocks."
,How about it?!"
As soon as these words came out, the scene became as quiet as a pool of lifeless stagnant water, silent and silent.
Nan Juefeng and others looked at the man who was gracefully powdering the club with wide eyes and shock.
No matter how slowly Yang Mufan played, they felt how creepy...
After being stunned for an unknown amount of time, Nan Juefeng smiled and smoothed things over: "Second brother, these are all jokes, why are you taking it so seriously?! Who doesn't know that the little prince is your darling? Who dares to take his attention? You say
Isn’t it?! Not to mention that the little prince is your son, he is still my godson. I love him, absolutely no less than you love him. He is so cute, how could I want to lead him with a dog leash?
He's out for a walk?! Don't listen to Tianbao's nonsense."
As he spoke, Nan Juefeng shot his venomous and fierce gaze towards Tianbao. The scarlet gaze clearly conveyed this sequence: Good boy, hold your head up and wait for me.
Minutes can make you want to die, but it's more uncomfortable than death...
When Tianbao received Nan Juefeng's gloomy gaze, he immediately felt a thrill all over his body.
Seeing that something was wrong at the scene, Wei Yutian also jumped out to flatter him.
However, Yang Mufan was indifferent and said coldly: "I only give you three seconds to shut up and pick up the club. Don't challenge my bottom line and authority. You can't afford it!!!"
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then……
Less than twenty minutes.
On the billiards court, a scene like this appeared——
Yang Mufan folded his slender and straight legs, holding a limited edition smartphone that could not be bought on the market, and was admiring something happily.
Nan Juefeng, Wei Yutian and others, with dark and handsome faces, gritted their teeth and took over the property transfer document from the lawyer who admired Mufan to sign.
While they were signing, they grinned angrily: "Tyrant!!!!!!!! Our hard-earned money, you are so cruel to win our hard-earned money!!!!!!!!! Too cruel!!!!!!"
