"It's you!"

Mo Yi stepped forward, stretched out his long arm, and slapped Li Xi's shoulder heavily.

Mo Yi had previously sent his subordinates to follow Mo Ying, and his subordinates came back to report that the third young master had entered the Qianlin Auction House.

He was dressed and waiting for his baby son to come home at home, but when he heard the report from his subordinates, he thought that Mo Ying was going to the auction house to inquire about his father's news.

Mo Yi couldn't help but feel sad and self-reproachful in his heart, and he didn't wait at home, and came to the auction house in person, planning to meet his three sons and reunite with his father and son.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came in, he heard someone talking at the door, saying that someone was fighting in the underground trading hall, and a child was directly knocked unconscious.

Mo Yi was shocked, and while praying in his heart that it would not be his son, he hurriedly sat down in a small room where he could move up and down and went downstairs.

Before he could stand firmly, he saw a scene that broke his heart.

In the center of the crowd was a child in his arms, and the man holding him was still shouting for a healer.

The black cloth that had covered the child's face had slipped off and hung loosely around his neck, revealing a pale little face, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blinding blood.

Although ten years have passed, Mo Yi still instantly recognized from that familiar eyebrow - that is his son!

If nothing else, just for this comatose child, who looks too similar to his deceased beloved wife.

It was Moyi's rush to attack his heart, and he didn't have time to wait for the door in front of him to open automatically, and he kicked and shattered the heavy carved wooden door.

He was angry and wanted to find out the person who hurt his son, but he didn't expect that it was Li Xi!

This guy Mo Yi also knows, and he acts nonsense all day long relying on his uncle's identity, and he has no ability.

Mo Yi had a good relationship with his uncle, and this kid still knew some measure, and he didn't do anything too out of line, so he turned a blind eye to Li Xi and didn't pursue it too much.

Today, he has the guts of a dog, and he dares to bully his precious son!

The moment Mo Yi touched Li Xi's shoulder, Li Xi's figure that was about to flee instantly froze.

He stiffly turned back to face Mo Yi, squeezed out a smile on his face that was even more ugly than crying, and laboriously greeted Mo Yi.

"Ink ...... Hello Uncle Mo. ”

Li Xi was almost scared, no wonder that kid could take out so many night stones, it turned out to be Moyi's son.

Although the Moyi family is sparsely populated and is not a super family, the king's favor is there, and there will be no less night stones that can be distributed every year.

It's too bad to mess with people you can't mess with.

I have seen this Uncle Mo's methods.

"Good mom!"

"Smack!"

Mo Yi was furious, this dog thing still has the face to say hello to himself? If my son has any three long and two short, Lao Tzu wants you to pay for your life!

He roared angrily, waved his big palm, and gave Li Xi a loud slap.

Li Xi had no strength to resist, and was beaten and flew backwards a few steps away, falling heavily to the ground.

"Poof—"

Li Xi spat out a large mouthful of blood, which was also mixed with a few fragmented teeth, and his cheeks instantly swelled and turned blue.

"Uncle Mo is sorry, spare my ......"

Li Xi did not faint like Mo Ying, but was still awake and kept begging Mo Yi for mercy.

The onlookers felt that this scene was a little familiar, and this was the same scene as when Mo Ying was beaten by Li Xi!

Even the apology seems to be the same.

Didn't Mo Ying also pity him and beg Li Xi to forgive him for the sin of crushing his arm?

It's just that now there are different people, and those who beat people have become beaten, and those who have been apologized have become those who have apologized.

Li Xi didn't forgive Mo Ying.

At that time, who would have thought that the pitiful boy would be the long-lost son of the city lord Mo Yi?

The reincarnation of heaven, retribution is not happy, everyone sighed in their hearts.

What they didn't know was that Mo Ying pretended to be beaten away and didn't suffer any injuries, while Li Mingling was slapped by Mo Yi firmly.

The difference between the two is huge.

Mo Yi stepped forward angrily and stepped on Li Xi's chest.

Just as he was about to step down, a voice came from far and near.

"Brother Mo has mercy at his feet!"

Mo Yi's feet subconsciously stopped, looking in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a man and a woman anxiously trotting over, the woman was dressed in a pink light veil, with a beautiful face and a plump and graceful figure, and the man was thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, dressed in a moon-white bamboo silk robe, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

The person who came was Xiaoyun and Li Zhu, the president of Qianlin Auction House!

Xiao Yun was obviously shocked when he saw Mo Yi carrying Mo Ying on his back, and after looking the two of them up and down in surprise, his beautiful eyes wandered, and he glanced at Mo Yi vaguely, as if asking what was going on.

Mo Yi also glanced at Xiaoyun, but shook his head at her quietly.

"Li Zhu, look at the good things your nephew has done!"

Mo Yi withdrew his gaze from Xiaoyun, looked at Li Zhu deadly, and said in a deep voice to Li Zhu.

At the same time, the strength of his feet increased, and Li Xi, who was stepping on the soles of his feet, heard a wail at the right time.

Li Zhu heard his nephew's miserable scream, and his heartache trembled.

He has never had an heir, his younger brother died young, and his younger sibling remarried, leaving only such a child unadopted.

He naturally adopted Li Xi.

Li Zhu raised Li Xi as his own son, and has always doted on him.

Looking at his nephew so miserable now, how can he not feel heartache?

"Brother Mo, I'll compensate you for Xi'er, you let go of your feet first, we have something to say. ”

Mo Yi looked at Li Zhu's heartache and couldn't do it, and he couldn't get angry.

He withdrew the foot that stepped on Li Xi's body, turned the step into a kick, kicked Li Xi in the waist fiercely, and kicked Li Xi in front of Li Zhu.

"It's because you get used to him that he will be what he is today!"

Mo Yi shouted with some hatred that iron is not made of steel.

He and Li Zhu were originally classmates in the same school, and they were good brothers when they were young.

Li Zhu is different from him, he has always disliked the things of fighting and killing, but likes to study how to make money.

The two of them are one writer and one martial arts, cooperate tacitly, and there is no conflict at all.

It's just that since Li Zhu had the child Li Xi, it has changed.

Mo Yi has always been unaccustomed to Li Zhu's doting on Li Xi, and at first he always advised him to be strict with Li Xi, but later found that Li Zhu couldn't listen to the persuasion, and gradually stopped mentioning this matter.

The relationship between the two faded like this.

It's just that Mo Yi values feelings, and he still has a little love for Li Xi, and he often thinks about his old relationship with Li Zhu, so he is not so harsh on Li Xi.

Even Xiaoyun was harassed by Li Xi before, and he only warned him a few times.

Now it seems that I really did something wrong.

It is long overdue to catch Li Xi, educate him hard, and change his stinky problems.

Now it's really getting into trouble!

You can knock your son unconscious today, and you can kill people and break the law in the future, the collar will change color, and he will degenerate into a demon, and then the gods will not be able to save him!