Bo Lin sneered, started the car and drove out quickly.

On the other side -

In the car, the man sat on the back seat with one leg on his leg, and he looked out the window, but in four years, Las Vegas was a new world.

"Chu Shao," the attendant on the side called respectfully, and he handed over the tablet, "This is the email I just received, and I want you to see it yourself." ”

Chu Shao stretched out his hand to take it, he pressed the play button, and a video popped up.

The video is on a large ship, which looks like it should be on the sea, piercing through layers of mist, with a cross erected in front of the boat, and a little boy tied to the top.

Chu Shao's eyes lit up, the camera moved upward, the little boy hung his head, his limbs were tied with open flowers, the clothes on his body were dirty, and the dazzling light shone on, Chenchen squinted his eyes, and then raised his head and shouted, "Don't-"

Chenchen's face was facing the camera, he didn't cry in fright, his little eyebrows were wrinkled together, and he was born with a domineering arrogance, "You are all bad people!

The man looked at this little face, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the infinite horror spread, his hand couldn't stop shaking, and the tablet almost fell.

"Junior young?" Seeing this, the entourage looked at the video, and was also shocked, my God, this little boy......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The video is like this, and then it is cut off, and a line of words appears on the screen-

[Beilonggang, Pier 107, if you want your son's life, come with your life!]

The entourage was also startled when he looked at this line of words, he looked at the master next to him, he actually already had a son?!

The man clenched the edge of the tablet tightly with both hands, and the jump in his eyes couldn't hide it, this kid ......

Syllable!

Chu Shao closed the tablet, he narrowed his eyes coldly, "Push away the night party and go directly to Beilonggang!"

In the middle of the night, the wind was raging.

Pak Long Port.

Pier 107 has always been cold, there is a large ship parked on the shore, and there is a row of people standing on the deck, Bolin sits in the center with a cigar in his mouth, and a thick cross is on the side.

Suddenly, the headlights of the sedan suddenly lit up in front of me.

Bolin took the cigar from his mouth, "Stop me!

"Yes!"

Seven or eight of his subordinates walked over together, inside the car, and the entourage looked outside, a little nervous, "Chu Shao, there are a lot of them, I'm afraid of ......"

"It's okay," Chu Shao picked up the black tweed coat in the back seat, he pushed the car door, "drive the car outside to a safe place and wait for me, call the doctor in advance." ”

The attendant nodded, "Yes, be careful. ”

The man stepped out of the car, he put on his coat, his slender legs wrapped in suit pants, Chu Shao raised his head, and the crowd had surrounded him.

"Mr. Bo is waiting for you inside. ”

Chu Shao raised a sneer, he put his hands in his pockets, raised his legs and walked inside.

The subordinates looked at each other, and had to follow him.

The man walked all the way to the dock, and the man with the gun stopped him at once, "Just stand there!"

"I have long legs, can you still control it?" Chu Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, he took a few steps forward, stood directly at the tip of the big ship, and looked straight at Bo Lin, "Release people." ”

Those were those two words as soon as he opened his mouth.

Bo Lin sneered when he heard this, he stood up, "So, you admit that this kid is your son?"

"What do I not admit?" Chu Shao's eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome face was cold, "Since you know that it is my son, you still dare to arrest it?"