He had been waiting for a long time and didn't care to let the bullets fly for a while longer.

"Director Liu, let's go."

Liu Tianhao was startled and quickly followed.

"Mr. Chen, then he..."

"It doesn't matter, someone will take care of it."

Chen Yu called Yuan Qing and told him what happened.

"What? Attack? Who the hell dares to attack our mansion?"

"I'm going to copy that guy and fuck him now!"

"Oh, clean up the scene? Okay, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Qing felt helpless.

I thought I could show off my skills, but ended up becoming a scavenger.

The moonlight was once again obscured by dark clouds.

As Chen Yu and Liu Tianhao were walking back, long shadows were cast by street lights.

Liu Tianhao still couldn't hide his excitement and kept asking questions.

"Sir, are you a martial arts master from a martial arts novel?"

"no."

"what is that?"

"Cultivating immortals."

"Haha, sir, you are really humorous. Are all martial arts masters this humorous?"

Chen Yu: "..."

When I got home, it was already ten o'clock in the night.

Chen Yu stepped lightly and glanced at Wu Shaolan's room.

The door was open, so you could just see what was going on inside.

Wu Shaolan was already asleep, and even though she was covered with a quilt, she could still see her body curled up together.

The white hair between the temples is faintly visible.

The frowned brows showed a hint of exhaustion.

Chen Yu was in a daze.

In my memory, my mother is a strong woman who stands upright like a giant, holding up the sky.

Now, he is so weak and helpless.

Even in his sleep, he seemed to be frightened.

Chen Yu walked in gently, adjusted the quilt gently, and covered his shoulders.

He stretched out his index finger and smoothed Wu Shaolan's frown.

"Mother, you have protected me for twenty years, and from now on, I will protect you for the rest of my life!"

"No one can bully our mother and son anymore."

"I have already started collecting debts from them."

"I will figure out Chen Taiyi's matter. When the time comes, I will bring him to you and ask him to apologize to you!"

"And that Song Yao, I promise, I will pay her back ten times a hundred times!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu quietly exited the room and closed the door.

Early morning of the second day.

Liu Ao got up from the hotel bed and stretched his waist.

On the bed, a woman was sleeping soundly.

Liu Ao looked at the other party and clenched his fists bitterly.

What the hell, if I had that thousand-year-old blood ginseng, I would definitely not lose!

I don’t know if Mr. Wang got the things back?

Just as I was thinking about it, my housekeeper called me.

After it was connected, an anxious voice sounded.

"Master, it's not good! Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang is dead!"

"What did you say?!"

Liu Ao was suddenly startled.
Chapter completed!