Urban: Town Country War God

Mo Wentian has always been called the biggest Phoenix man in the Yanjing circle, and is also the idol most admired by many younger generations.

Without him.

Because Mo Wentian was born as a standard Phoenix male, he was poor and white in his teens, and couldn't afford the poor at home, so he came to Yanjing to work hard.

He just relied on his own strength to rise up, and became the Mo family that is now in full swing, becoming the fifth largest family.

Compared with the other four, although it is slightly inferior, he believes that in a few years, he will definitely be able to surpass Long Luoqin and the others.

The rest of the family relied on the family business of their ancestors. Only Mo Wentian, a phoenix man, relied on himself to slowly climb up one step at a time.

It is precisely because of this.

He has experienced all kinds of ups and downs.

I have experienced how much people at the bottom care about their lives.

Experienced brother betrayal and wife cheating.

I have also suffered countless eyes and humiliation.

It is even more in the underground world where the light is not visible, swords and swords shadows.

He has experienced all of these.

In the end, he got through it and got to this position.

When it comes, it has been watched by everyone, and it has a high position.

However, today, or to be precise, since Lin Xiao appeared in his field of vision, he felt a strong sense of danger.

This sense of danger is like a sharp machete hanging above his head, and it may fall down at any time, causing his head to roll.

Especially as time gets closer and closer, the feeling gets stronger.

Until today, he was deeply aware of it.

The knife is already close at hand, and it will be cut at any time.

He, the Patriarch of the Mo Family, may never exist again.

"Wentian, why did you put that dog thing away?" At this moment a woman came over, crying with tears on her face, ruining the makeup on her face.

Mo Wentian took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, gently closed his eyes, and listened to the sorrow and joy that surrounded him, his heart was ashamed, with a little disheartened.

For the time being, he did not answer his third wife's words.

"Wen Tian, ​​Liu'er is dead, the third child is also dead, Hu'er is dead, these are all your relatives, how can you just watch them die?!"

"You must take revenge for me, and you must not let the children die in vain!!"

The woman's name is Li Xin, and she looks at most thirty-four-five, but she's almost forty. She is well-maintained, her face is delicate, and she has a great charm.

The figure is also very hot, not inferior to those young and hot charming women.

On the contrary, at her age, coupled with her face that is full of desire at first glance, it is enough to make those inexperienced boys surrender.

It can also make those veterans of love can't stop, is a woman with a variety of styles and supreme charm.

At this moment, there is no image, a nose and tears, wailing, full of anger and resentment.

The youngest daughter who died was her biological daughter, who had been spoiled since she was a child.

Now that I have been killed, how can I be willing?

Around the Mo family and the whole family one after another were in silent mourning. Some were angry and some were sad. There were a few people who were sincere. I am afraid that only they knew it well.

As for the security guards around, they were all a little hesitant, standing there nervously waiting for the master to give orders.

The rest of the guests gathered together and talked quietly.

"Wen Tian"

Snapped!

The beautiful young woman Li Xin still wanted to talk, but Mo Wentian slapped her beautiful face and slapped it directly to the ground.

The face that was enough to make countless men fall, almost instantly, five clear finger prints appeared, and blood flowed from the corners of the mouth.

Falling to the ground, covering his face, his face was stunned.

The rest of the people around were also surprised.

"If you die, you will die, a bunch of trash, all day long, they only know how to fight each other, intrigue and deceive each other, or die!"

Mo Wentian glanced coldly at Li Xin who fell on the ground with a look of sorrow.

After saying this, Dia turned around and walked towards the funeral home. Before leaving, he called the eldest son who had been hiding in the corner and said nothing, Mo Zhongyu, "Be faithful, come in with me."

Mo Zhongyu is the eldest son of Mo Wentian and the son of him and his wife.

In the past few years, he has been assisting him in the company. He is very low-key and has never been in the limelight, but he is a leader in his work, and he is very optimistic about Mo Wentian.

He is a man who is not outstanding in appearance, thirty-four-five, with bordered eyes, and very restrained.

There is no such kind of successful man, or the arrogance of the rich and powerful dandy, who looks a little honest and honest.

After hearing his father's words, he comforted his mother a few words, followed and entered the funeral home.

Only a group of clan guests who looked at each other were left outside.

In the funeral home, mourning and music are still playing.

The coffin of ordinary material was still lying quietly on the ground, and Mo Wentian's three sons became a mass of fleshy flesh, squashed underneath.

Mo Wentian just glanced at the embarrassed coffin faintly, and then didn't look at it.

Walking all the way to the forefront, above his spiritual position, there was a not too tall Buddha statue with smoke curling up.

He just stood there with his hands in his hands, without saying a word, his expression was insatiable, and he couldn't see any emotions.

It's just that those who know him will know that he is the most afraid of danger at this time.

The more ferocious and vicious beasts, the less publicity they are.

Only hiding in the corner, quietly waiting for the enemy to reveal the horse horns, reveal the flaws, and then fight to kill.

In this regard, Mo Yu was actually very similar to his father.

He belongs to this kind of person. He is not ostentatious, and he is not a bird of prominence. He is quiet and looks harmless, but in fact he is a very fierce beast.

Yes, it is valued by Mo Wentian, the first Phoenix male of the Emperor of Yanjing, and he is able to take on important responsibilities in the family. It will definitely not be just a soft bag, it must be exceptional.

"Dad, what do you think?"

Mo Zhongyu came to his father's back and stood aside respectfully and asked.

Knowing the son is more than the father, and in turn, the son also knows the father.

He knew very well how powerful this father's wrist was.

It is also very clear why this time the loss was so tragically, several family members died, and my father could hold back.

However, he was a little surprised.

When did the mourning dog named Lin Xiao become so powerful?

The father is tired of coping.

"Loyal to, now in the family, there is only one person who can carry the flag."

Mo Wentian sighed, turned around slowly, and looked at the eldest son he had always been optimistic about, showing a very rare softness, and said: "I looked down upon Lin Xiao in this storm, too. I care about the ability of the only son of the Lin family."

"Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a sigh of relief. Next, I will live with Lin Xiao endlessly. You are not suitable to stay in Yanjing anymore. Prepare a ticket tomorrow and go abroad."

Mo Zhongyu: "..."

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