Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 479

The entrance to the Imperial Funeral Home.

Zhan Mochen has raised his wrist to look at his phone more than once.

As time passed by, his patience also disappeared.

Just as he was about to leave, several black cars sped over.

Kankan stopped suddenly when he bumped into his feet.

Zhan Mochen's eyes moved, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and a hint of ridicule slipped through his eyes.

Do you want one life to be worth one life?
I'm afraid Huo Jingya's life is not worthy enough!
The car door opened, and a tall, muscular man pushed it open and got out of the car.

The man had a short cut hair, his upper body was wrapped in a black T-shirt, his chest muscles were bulging, and he had two green dragons tattooed on his arms. His tendons were bulging, which made him look a little scary at first glance.

He strode up to Zhan Mochen and glanced over with cold eyes.

"Are you Zhan Mochen?"

Zhan Mochen looked at him expressionlessly and acquiesced.

"it is good!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he suddenly punched Zhan Mochen in the face.

Punch quickly and powerfully!
Zhan Mochen narrowed his eyes slightly, ducked sideways, and easily dealt with it.

"Grass!"

The man cursed angrily, opened his eyes wide, and struck with his other hand as fast as lightning.

Every move he made hit the opponent's vitals, as if he was going to fight to the death.

At first Zhan Mochen dodged, but later he got angry and started to fight back.

Since he was kidnapped and almost killed when he was six years old, Grandpa Zhan sent him to the military base for field training.

The discipline there is strict, the methods are ruthless, and tears and sweat are worthless.

In the first year after arriving, Zhan Mochen cried, ran away, and even fainted from exhaustion many times...

He stayed there for 11 years, and it was not until he was 17 years old that he was taken back by Mr. Zhan.It was also there that he met Song Jing, and the two became brothers in life and death.

What I learned in the base are all real skills. It is no exaggeration to say that one enemy can defeat a hundred enemies.

Every move and every move of the man was actually within Zhan Mochen's expectation. The opponent's fighting skills could only be considered average, so he might have a chance of winning against others.

But what he met was Zhan Mochen!
The man was gradually at a disadvantage and became more and more strenuous. Zhan Mochen seemed to be strolling in a leisurely garden, attacking with ease and ease.

The man was covered in sweat, panting like an ox, and his scarlet eyes shot out anger and hatred, but unfortunately eyes couldn't kill.

"Jing Xiao, stop!"

A middle-aged man was standing nearby fighting at some point.

The man stopped reluctantly.

Zhan Mochen looked at the middle-aged man: "Uncle Huo."

"Yeah." Huo Yuanxing looked at Zhan Mochen and nodded slightly.

"Dad, Jingya was killed by him, why are you so polite to him?" Huo Jingxiao asked angrily.

"Shut up!" Huo Yuanxing shouted angrily.

Huo Jingxiao glared at Zhan Mochen fiercely. After all, he was afraid of his father and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Uncle Huo, Jingya's body is inside, waiting to be cremated." Zhan Mochen said.

"Your grandfather also told me on the phone. I understand everything." Huo Yuanxing sighed deeply, as if he had aged many years.

A white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift is the worst thing in the world.

"I thought about sending her back, but she didn't want to." Zhan Mochen lowered his eyes and stated the facts.

Huo Yuanxing glanced at him, and something flashed in his eyes.

"It's because she doesn't know how to love herself. It's because I didn't teach her well. When she wanted to return to China, I was the one who stopped her. Mo Chen, don't worry, my uncle doesn't blame you, so you don't have to blame yourself."

"Thank you, Uncle Huo, for your understanding. Please forgive me!" Zhan Mochen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When I arrived, my grandfather told me many times to receive the Huo family politely and to avoid any disputes.

Fortunately, Uncle Huo is a sensible person.

Huo Yuanxing's eyes were a little moist, and his heart ached, but he couldn't show it in front of outsiders.In today's matter, if the Zhan family hadn't come forward in person, if it had been anyone else, he would have made the other person's life worth his own.

But this is the territory of the Zhan family, the imperial capital is the territory of the Zhan family, and Zhan Jintai, the old fox, even took out the surveillance camera to make excuses.

His idiot daughter actually held someone's granddaughter-in-law hostage with a knife, causing her to have a miscarriage. What else could he do to resolve this matter with his family?
I can only grit my teeth and admit it.

"Forget it, dead people cannot be resurrected, and those of us who are alive have to look forward." After Huo Yuanxing finished speaking, he looked at Zhan Mochen, "Let's go in together."

After saying that, he raised his feet and was about to go in, but Zhan Mochen stood still.

Huo Yuanxing looked at him in confusion.

"Uncle Huo, I'm sorry. My wife just gave birth and is still in a coma. I'm worried and have to go back to be with her."

Huo Jingxiao became angry when he heard this. He rushed over and gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Do you still have humanity? Your wife just fainted, not dead, so what is there to keep you company? But my sister was killed by you, and she doesn't want to die. Close your eyes, you actually don’t even want to go in and take a look at her?”

Zhan Mochen raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone a little cold: "Be careful what you say."

"I just said, that bitch is so shameless. He seduced my sister's man when she was not around. He just owed money and got pregnant out of wedlock. What a good trick..."

Before he finished speaking, Huo Jingxiao received a left hook.

"How dare you hit me, I..."

Another punch in the chest.

Zhan Mochen punched faster and harder than before, hitting Huo Jingxiao's body with punch after punch.

Huo Jingxiao was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, looking like a pig's head.

At the beginning, I could still yell angrily, but later I lost the energy to hide.

In the end, he was kicked to the ground by Zhan Mochen, wailing loudly and unable to get up again.

It only took a few dozen seconds before and after, and the winner was already decided.

"Jing Xiao!"

Huo Yuanxing recovered from the shock and rushed over to see his son.

My daughter is dead, nothing can happen to my son again!

"Dad...you, you just watch him beat me and don't care...?"

Huo Yuanxing's face was swollen like a fat pig's head, his speech was slurred, blood foam came out of his mouth, and he fainted after speaking.

Huo Yuanxing held his son's blood-smeared face in his hands, bowed his waist, and did not move for a long time.

After Zhan Mochen relieved himself after beating the man, he felt a little guilty when he saw Huo Yuanxing like this.

He walked behind the person and shouted: "Uncle Huo, I was a little impulsive just now, you..."

"Shut up!"

Huo Yuanxing suddenly roared.

He slowly stood up, his face filled with hatred that could no longer be disguised.

"Jingya has been killed by you, what else do the Zhan family want? Do you want to beat my only son to death again?"

"Zhan Mochen, you are so cruel and vicious!"

"Have you forgotten that it was my father who risked his life to save you after he was kidnapped? In order to save you, his old man died. The gangsters cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings, and he could only lie in the hospital bed from then on. , and finally died in depression!"

"Your grandfather said that he would repay our Huo family, but this is how you repay?"

Huo Yuanxing's eyes were about to burst, and every word he spoke was like a poisonous thorn, stabbing into people one by one.

He stared at Zhan Mochen fiercely with a pair of eagle eyes filled with poison.

If looks could kill, Zhan Mochen would have died a thousand times ago.

Zhan Mochen was not afraid at all.

"Uncle Huo, I ask myself that I have not wronged the Huo family. When Huo Jingya got into trouble, I helped her calm down time and time again. She had troubles with my wife many times, and I just warned her. It was precisely because I let her go time and time again that she made her move even further. , put the knife on my wife’s neck.”

"My wife was pregnant. She was less than three months old and a fetus slipped away. Isn't my wife innocent? Isn't the child innocent?"

"She committed suicide and was like no one else!"

"Even if she doesn't die to apologize, I won't make it easy for her!"

Zhan Mochen stood there, looking calm and confident, which completely angered Huo Yuanxing.

(End of this chapter)