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After Mu Yaguang learned what had happened, he couldn't help showing a hint of worry on his face.

Things are not good!

In the morning, Yang Shuhe had just reconciled with Farah, and now he suddenly had a conflict with Farah's son. If Yang Shuhe persecuted him too hard, he might offend Farah's forces!

There are many people who have the same idea as Mu Yaguang, and Jonathan watched all this with great interest.

For Yang Shuhe and Farah's forces, it was the best thing for him.

After all, Bo Laden is the sphere of influence of the Eagle Kingdom, and no one else is allowed to get involved!

Regardless of the people at the party, who had different thoughts, Omar came to Farah and said respectfully: "Father!"

Farah looked calm: "What did you put in Mr. Angelo's wine glass?"

Omar glanced at Yang Shuhe lightly, and said relaxedly:

"I was just joking with Angelo, no..."

Farah interrupted: "So you admit that you let it go?"

Omar didn't see that Farah's expression was wrong, and he was still smiling: "I'm sorry, father, I was wrong, I shouldn't be joking with Angelo."

Farah's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, staring at Omar:

"You dare to poison my distinguished guests at my party, do you want to do the same to me one day? Do you have any last words?"

"what?"

Omar was a little dumbfounded, last words?is it so serious?

"Father, I just put some painkillers, not..."

However, Farah didn't listen to Omar's explanation at all, and he didn't have any feelings for this son. To be more precise, the cyborg didn't understand what feelings were.

Yang Shuhe is his god!

If the god is humiliated, the subject will die!

Therefore, Farah directly pulled out the pistol on his waist, and fired two bullets at Omar's murderous mouth.

Omar fell to the ground with a dazed expression on his face.

Why is this happening?

My father actually shot and killed me for an outsider?

He didn't even think about it until he died!

"what!"

The sudden gunshots made the female guests present scream.

The male guests were also dumbfounded!

In particular, one of the middle-aged black women who was ironing the hair of spiral instant noodles rushed out and crawled on top of Omar's body, crying so loudly.

It turned out that she was Omar's biological mother and Farah's sixth wife.

"Why? He was just joking, why kill him, this is our son?"

Grace yells at Farah.

Farah's expression didn't change a bit, and he calmly put the pistol into the holster, as if he had done a trivial thing.

He glanced lightly at the stunned crowd, "Whether it's my son or my father, you can't disrespect Mr. Angelo!"

"Why? This is our son!" Grace still couldn't figure it out.

Jonathan couldn't figure it out either.

Mu Yaguang couldn't figure it out either.

The sons and wives of Farah at the scene couldn't figure it out.

Except for Lawa and Hassan, everyone present couldn't figure it out.

A dictatorial warlord actually killed his own son for Yang Shuhe.

If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Shuhe's skin color was wrong, they would even have suspected that this was Farah's illegitimate child!

Should not be!

Yang Shuhe calmly met the gazes of others.

Omar's death did not make any sense.

In fact, this is also good, and it can also serve as a warning to others.

In the future, when I am in Bo Laden, there will be no cats or dogs to test me casually!

"Drag him out for me, don't affect everyone's mood here."

Farah told the guards:

"There is also this person," he pointed at the fog-servant who was already frightened to the point of death, "actually knowing that someone poisoned my banquet, but helping the evil, then let him suffer the same fate as the poisoner!"

"Commander, I was wrong, please let me go, I will never dare again..."