Shang Zonghai raised his hand, stood up and went to the window, with his back to Mu aoxian. His voice was long and profound: "second, it's time to take back what belongs to Mu's family."

Mu aoxian's mood fluctuated violently. He looked at the mineral holding books belonging to the Mu family. His eyes were red as blood. "Brother Shang... What do you want me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything." Shang Zonghai turned back, the reflective lens covered the sharpness of his eyes, "what Mu family lost, I'll get it back for you."

Mu aoxian suddenly stood up, "brother Shang, you don't need to..."

"Don't worry." Shang Zonghai, with a deep smile, gently fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his wrist, "I have a sense of propriety."

Mu aoxian looked at him obscurely, and did not speak for a long time.

This kind of Shang Zonghai reminds him of the legend of Palma decades ago: it's better to offend the king of hell than the king of traditional Chinese medicine.

He can save lives by playing between his fingers. He can also kill people in an instant.

Only later, overnight convergence edge disappeared.

Mu aoxian stood up, walked slowly to Shang Zonghai and looked at the sea level outside the window with him, "brother Shang, I once warned Qiao Qiao not to take revenge for mu family... For me, living is more important than anything."

"You're right." Shang Zonghai nodded indifferently, "but the premise of living is to remove obstacles."

He was very biting of the word "purge.".

Shang Zonghai looked at mu aoxian's face and sighed, "don't try to persuade me. I will do justice for mu family on behalf of your elder brother."

"Brother Shang, why are you suffering?" Mu aoxian's voice is hoarse and shakes his head, but he can't restrain the shaking of his mouth.

Shang Zonghai smile, deep and sharp eyes, "not only for you, but also for the two children in the room."

....

Bedroom, Li Qiao gently closed the door, turned and ran into Shang Yu's arms.

The man is supporting metope with one hand, slightly low Mou, end looking at her cheek not instantaneously, "not happy?"

"No way." Li Qiao's back against the wall, looking up at Shang Yu, "just a little surprised."

Shang Yu's tense look softened a little, and her fingertips clamped her jaw. Her voice was thick and low. "What did you overhear?"

Li Qiao pressed the corner of her mouth and asked, "is Dad going to Burma?"

Although eavesdropping is not right, Shang Zonghai's sudden arrival in Nanyang makes Li Qiao feel a bit unusual.

Especially yesterday on the phone, she was also vaguely aware of the intention of Shang Zonghai.

"Well, he got the invitation." Shang Yu raised his thin lips, his sharp outline covered with a thin smile, and added, "he knows Prince Wu."

Li Qiao unconsciously raised her eyebrows. "Does dad know Uncle Wu?"

It was unexpected.

In a moment, Li Qiao felt reasonable again.

After all, mu aoxian can introduce her to Uncle Wu, and it's understandable that he can get to know her through the relationship between Shang Zonghai and Mu family.

At the moment, Li Qiao did not expect that Shang Zonghai and Prince Wu had more than a simple understanding.

....

One day later in the evening, Shang Zonghai and mu aoxian left the lighthouse island one after another.

Li Qiao looked at the two helicopters sailing in different directions, feeling a little complicated.

"Is the route of the helicopter hidden?"

The two old people chose to meet at the lighthouse, probably to hide their eyes and ears.

Li Qiao observed the direction of the helicopter, not Nanyang Airport.

Shang Yu unfolded his overcoat, wrapped Li Qiao in his arms, took her back to the seaside cabin, and said: "don't hide, it's a blank section."

"Do you have a blank flight?"

Another FA001 privilege?

Generally speaking, a blank leg is a blind area that radar cannot cover.

People who hold this kind of flight segment also mean that they can use the blind area to avoid all radar monitoring, and they can also see all the flight instructions in the flight area, so as to avoid the flights in the same flight segment.

Li Qiao smacks her tongue secretly. What else does Shang Yu have that she doesn't know.

Xu is to catch Li Qiao secretly curl the small action of the mouth, the man thick eyebrow stretches, rubbed next her head, "not mine."

"Dad's?" Li Qiao was even more surprised.

Shang Yu dropped his eyelashes and said meaningfully, "he never said that before."

Li Qiao stopped talking.

No wonder two helicopters came across the sea. I'm afraid there's a lot to be said about it.

Li Qiao can't bear to be curious for a moment. When she comes back to the wooden house, she turns on her mobile phone and logs in to Hongke's system.

Half a minute later, she looked at the information displayed in the system, lost in thought.

Sure enough, it's a blank flight, coming and going without a trace.

The information page shows that Shang Zonghai has no entry and exit records and has been in Palma.

The word "deep concealment" is probably not enough to describe Shang Zonghai.

....

One hour, Li Qiao and Shang Yu went back to the harbor by yacht.

Along the way, her cell phone exploded.

Countless wechat messages sent by Jin Rong and others, which have been dominating the screen for a long time, seem to be poisoned.

Li Qiao didn't open it because the vibration frequency of her mobile phone didn't allow her to do anything.

Back at the residence, it's already 7:30 p.m.

Jin Rong, with a black face, sat in the living room complaining. He said, "even if you go out to play, you should turn it off. I think they want to go to heaven."

Looking at the moon pestle in the corner of the living room, listening to his nonsense without saying a word.

And in front of the sofa on the other side, he Chen's ankle is horizontal on his knee, squinting at the wind, and his expression is very subtle.

Zhuifeng lowers his head and occasionally peeks at he Chen, scolding his mother 180 times in his heart.

"Come on, tell me, what are you doing in her room?"

He Chen took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He didn't light it, so he bit the cigarette holder and asked vaguely.

Zhuifeng cleared his throat and said, "let me send rice to the foam."

He Chen tilted his eyes, Jun face gloomy drop ink, "you two are very familiar?"

It started half an hour ago.

When he came back from the casino, he wanted to see Yin mo the first time.

It's not that I can't wait. I just want to have a meeting with her and kiss her by the way.

It is rare for him to be so interested in a woman. Naturally, he should keep an eye on her.

Never thought, he Chen just went to Yin Mo's door, inexplicably heard inside the laughter.

He seldom heard Yin Mo smile so happily.

For a long time, she was always in a state of indifference, restrained and arrogant.

So, when he Chen pushed the door suspiciously, he saw Zhuifeng sitting in front of Yin Mo and chatting with her.

Well, it's funny.

What's more, Yin Mo's smile is very real. The beautiful and amorous woman looks more beautiful when she smiles.

He Chen suddenly feels that history repeats itself. While he is full of rage, his head seems to be green

When Zhuifeng saw he Chen, he introduced him in a special way: "Mo Mo, this is brother Chen. Just like me, just call him brother Chen."

Foam?

At that time, he Chen banged his chin and waved to the wind, "you come."

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