Evil President 【End】

Leng Yiran smiled, and stood in front of him calmly and gracefully, "I think, you should know why Dark God and I came here."

Mo Jia is still indifferent, no matter whether it is towards the dark god or cold, he will never restrain himself because he is afraid of offending either party.

Just because he is Mojia, he never compromises with others.

"I don't care about the grievances between you and the ghost gate, and I'm not interested in intervening." He said coldly, "You don't need me to tell you how to get out of here, do you?"

Leng Yiran's subordinates were all filled with righteous indignation, eager to rush forward.Leng Yiran turned his eyes sideways, and the eyes swept away, and several people immediately lowered their heads and retreated, but the eyes staring at Mo Jia were still full of hostility.

Mo Jia half-closed his eyes, and waved his hand lightly, seemingly unintentionally.Suddenly, dozens of members of the K-Klan wearing black tights and holding heavy weapons rushed out from all around and surrounded the wooden house.When the Mafia saw it, they raised their guns and stood in front of the boss without showing any weakness.

For a while, the two sides were deadlocked here, refusing to give in to each other.

"Hehe," Leng Yiran laughed softly, walked over, and stood in the middle of the open space, "Mo Jia, I know, you just want to come here to warn, and you don't want to have any grudges with us."

"That's hard to say." Mo Jia stared at him and said word by word, "This is my territory, and I will not allow any disputes to stain it!"

Leng Yeran was also not angry, but nodded, "I understand what you mean."

Mo Jia lowered his cold eyes, "The best."

After speaking, he waved his hand again.All his men put down their weapons and retreated to the surrounding area without a sound.

Leng Yiran looked back at his people, they also put away their guns and stood behind him with serious faces.

"This time, I was indeed the one who was abrupt. In the future, there will definitely be a chance to formally meet." Leng Yiran said with a smile, "Hopefully, there will be a good start."

In this regard, the indifferent Ru Mojia did not deny it.It has to be said that Leng Yiran's humble attitude made him somewhat appreciate it.

Leng Yiran nodded slightly at him, and left with his men.

Looking at the backs of these people, Mo Jia frowned slightly, although it was very fast, it left a lingering trace.

The same goes for Dark God and Leng, he learned everything in one day.If you want him to comment, although the dark god has just taken over the ghost gate not long ago, he acts very old-fashioned, like a smiling tiger, using frivolous false appearances to confuse the enemy, as long as he sees the right opportunity, he will bite the enemy's throat in one fell swoop!And Leng Yiran is much more stable and sophisticated. His forbearance is by no means something that ordinary people can spy on. He is like an elegant leopard. Once he shows his minions, it is the moment when he makes a contract with the god of death.

The ghost gate and the Russian mafia have deep grievances, and I am afraid that sooner or later a fierce battle will break out. The K-King is caught between the two factions, and they will definitely be the ones they want to win over immediately. It is common for the underworld to be ruthless.It is not easy to think wisely and protect oneself.

However, he is not easy to mess with!

The corners of Mo Jia's mouth raised slightly, a trace of cruelty passed by.

*…*

USA, Dallas.

When Zhixing set foot on this land again, all the memories in his mind, like an automatic program, emerged in one brain.About Yan Shengjie's smile, words about him, bits and pieces about him... thinking about it, my heart hurts badly.

She took a deep breath, hugged little Yanche tightly in her arms, and kept telling herself that he hadn't gone far, and he was always by her side and her son.

"Zhixing? Are you okay?" Anshen noticed her strangeness carefully and asked with concern.

Zhixing smiled, shook his head, "It's okay."

Xiao Ji and Mu Xuan had been waiting outside the airport for a long time, staring anxiously at the exit, until the moment they saw Zhi Xing, their eyes froze for a moment, and then rushed past the crowd.

"Weaver Star!"

"Stupid woman!"

"Muxuan! Xiaoji!" Zhixing also quickened his pace happily. Muxuan rushed over and was about to hug Zhixing excitedly, but when he saw the child in her arms, his mouth was open, and he couldn't help it for a long time. Unable to speak a word, something flickered in his eyes.

"This is... my cousin's son..."

Xiaoji rushed forward and hugged Zhixing's waist, "Liar, you are a liar! You promised me that you would not leave..." Xiaoji choked up and said loudly, "Brother don't want me anymore, you Don't you want me anymore? Do you all hate me so much? Leave me alone, and you all go away..."

Zhixing handed his son to Mu Xin, bent down and hugged Xiao Ji, tears streaming down his cheeks, "Xiao Ji... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"You're a liar!" Xiaoji cried, since Zhixing left, he had acted too strong and calm in front of everyone, but the moment he saw Zhixing, he let go of all his burdens.

In front of the closest and most trusted people, he is nothing but a child.

Zhixing let him cry, stroking his back, "Yes, it was my fault, I shouldn't have left alone. Xiao Ji, believe me, it will never happen again..."

Anshen and the others were both moved and gratified, and finally found Zhixing and Huo Kui's son!

Several people got into the car immediately and prepared to go back to the apartment.Mu Xuan stared at little Yan Che, the more beautiful he looked, the more he liked it.Especially his pair of super calm black eyes, nowhere is he like a baby, he will believe even if he is thoughtful!

"Oh, Zhixing, it seems that you are so stupid, this kid is not like you at all! Look at his eyes, he has great wisdom!" Mu Xuan hugged him, loving him.

Zhixing rolled his eyes at him, but said proudly, "Of course, he is my son!"

Xiao Ji also widened his eyes, staring at Xiao Yan Che for a moment, "He... what should he call me?"

In front, Anshen turned around and answered, "Of course I'm called Little Uncle! Hehe, according to your Chinese seniority, he should be called my uncle, Hun is the second uncle, and if you are a noble, he is the third uncle! Mu Xuan is the cousin, Mu Xin is a cousin, Bing Po is an aunt, and Xiao Ai... will be his great aunt in the future!" He has always claimed to be a China hand, and he is excited about talking about it, and he can't stop winking at Xiao Ai, "Little love baby, am I right?"

Xiao Ai was so teased by him that she shook her head, "What about the second uncle, where did you hear it from?" The others also booed, and took advantage of the excitement to recognize their relatives.

Ah Xian contended, "Then I will be the little master's uncle Xian. From now on, I will be responsible for teaching him to break through the computer defense system!"

Mu Xuan immediately said, "Then I'll teach him close combat!"

Not to be outdone, Mu Xin said, "Leave the equipment to me."

Listening to everyone's words and chatting lively, Zhixing watched with a smile all the time.

Now, she deeply understands that family members do not necessarily need blood relationship.Like them, they have long been a family. She is lucky, and Xiao Che is also lucky.