"Well, the meal you ordered tonight is to my taste." Lang Nianfeng said with satisfaction.

"Hehe, old man, go back and rest first, we're still a little ahead of schedule." Mozu Beitan sat on his own Lamborghini and said.

"Stinky boy, did you just throw your master aside?"

"Look at what you said, why, you can't live without me now?"

"Fart."

"There will be a car to pick you up and take you back to the villa in a moment, so we'll go first." After finishing speaking, the man started the sports car and left Lang Nianfeng with a handsome tail flick.

Zhou Nanyue sat in Meng Xuan's sports car, and Meng Xuan beckoned to the man: "Goodbye Uncle Lang, take care." ”

"Stinky boy, hurry up." Lang Nianfeng urged angrily.

Mengxuan started the sports car and followed closely behind Mozu Beitan.

In a mood bar far from the city, the air in the luxury suite is moist and ambiguous, exuding an erosive atmosphere everywhere, the lights are enchanting and charming, and the woman in her arms is extremely sexy.

"Bang!" The door to the room was kicked open. Cheng Yuan looked up at the door angrily, but he was slightly stunned, and the anger on his face disappeared without a trace, and the man gently patted the little face of the beauty in his arms, and said gently: "Ling'er, you go out first." ”

"Oh." The woman snapped in response.

Ling'er couldn't help but be stunned when she looked at the three men standing in front of the door, especially the man in the middle! The woman's face flushed, she had never seen such a handsome man.

"Ling'er!" A man's handsome face was half blackened.

The woman is still obsessed with looking at the man in front of her, how can such an eye-catching man not win the heart of a woman.

The three of them sat on the sofa generously, and Mozu Beitan laughed and said, "Yuan, your woman seems to like me." ”

"Die, Ling'er get out of here!" Cheng Yuan ordered unhappily.

"Yuan, I'm sorry, I'm ......"

"Get out."

With tears in her eyes, Ling'er covered her mouth and ran out of the door.

"What are you doing with such a fierce man?" Meng Xuan said leisurely.

"Don't worry about it, Tan, you're looking for me to dry your hair in the middle of the night?!"

"I miss you." Mozu Beitan slowly lit a cigarette and said.

"Why are your brains watering?"

"Your girl's brain is in the water, Yuan, you don't know how many you want to leave for us if you have good goods?" Meng Xuan looked at Cheng Yuan playfully.

"I think it's beautiful, it's all my girl!"

"Alright, let's get down to business." Zhu Nanyue stopped the conversation between the two.

"Yuan, you're going to take the Philo family's little den in Brazil next month." Mozu Beitan said lightly.

"Brazil? There's no use for that den. ”

"It's not for its usefulness, it's a mockery in disguise."

"Huh?"

"After taking a few of their small dens, they will definitely integrate the other dens into the headquarters."

"And then?"

"That was the best time to destroy their family." Zhu Nanyue analyzed.

"This idea can be possible, but what if they take the initiative to attack us?"

"That's better."

"Why?"

"It takes troops to attack, and when some of the people are gone, only some of them are left in the base area, so it will be more convenient for us to take their base area." Meng Xuan said gesturing on the table.

"Okay, I see."

"You prepare over there, and the three of us here act according to the situation." Mozu Beitan opened a can of beer and said.

The man poured a can of beer into his stomach in one gulp, and Zhou Nanyue looked at Mozu Beitan silently: he had been blinded by hatred, and I hope she could pull him out of hatred.

Mozu Beitan looked at the beer in his hand: For him, life can be wanted, revenge, can not be avenged!