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Long Qian's eyes were filled with anger as she used her body to firmly protect the small stone!

"Mo Yong Zhong, you're practically worse than an animal."

"Pa ~ ~" Mo Yong Zhong raised his hand and viciously swung his palm. "A great injustice, without respect for one's elders."

Long Qian's hand covered his mouth, and a bloody smell leaked out from the corner of his mouth. If this was a normal situation, she would definitely not forgive him. However, Little Rock was her weakness, she could not act rashly!

"Don't you dare hurt my mother!"

Suddenly! A babyish voice rang out. Although the voice was young and tender, it carried a sense of steadfastness.

Long Qian Qian's heart skipped a beat and she quickly moved her body, trying to hide the small stone behind her. However, Little Rock was a dignified man. He didn't want to be so cowardly as to be protected by others.

He wanted to inherit his father's charisma and become someone to protect others!

"" Little Shi took a step forward, raising her head. There was not the slightest trace of fear in her eyes. " Today is the day my third uncle is buried. The ancient people have clouds and gods when they look up. Aren't you afraid that third uncle will find out if you come here to make trouble and settle the score? "

These words roused everyone's spirits!

Su Xiaoxiao found it hard to control her emotions, and she was on the verge of tears.

A sinister smile appeared on Mo Yong Zhong's face, "Little brat, looks like you have a good relationship with your third uncle? "How about this, I'll give you a gift today. Your uncle and nephew will also have a companion on the Road to River Styx!"

As he spoke, he placed his index finger on the trigger of the gun and rubbed it.

Long Qian was completely focused on his actions, but of course he was also paying attention to his movements. She shouted, "Mo! Forever! Ring! He's the grandson of your direct relatives, how can you bear to do that! "

Mo Yong Zhong's entire body was excited as he scolded, "When you guys were trying to kill Ah Long, have you ever thought about how he was also my son?!"

Long Qian's breath quickened as she stared at Mo Yong Zhong, her eyes wide open. The latter also looked back at him in the same way.

The little stone was pointed at with a pistol, but it was not frightened at all. It had to be known that for him, this was not the first or second time.

He said, "Mom, what did you say? I'm his grandson? Impossible! Why did you say that the Mo Residence had nothing to do with the Mo Residence? My grandfather was long dead! Died before my great-grandfather. "

The living were in front of him, but the little devil just said he was dead. Wasn't this equivalent to cursing Mo Yong Zhong's death! His expression was extremely ugly.

The little stone continued, "Since they are not members of our Mo family, what right do they have to care about our business? Also, this old man here, please take the pistol away so that you won't be here when the time comes … Death without a burial! "

What an arrogant tone. It was carved from the same mold as Mo Yelang. What a great saying, "Death without a burial ground", came from the mouth of a little ghost. Although it was a bit hilarious, it couldn't help but cause others to look at it in a new light.

"Yet Mo Yong Zhong felt that he was overestimating himself." You know the form. "Right now, the entire Mo family is under my control. In my opinion, you should be the ones to die without a burial ground!"

The current situation was indeed like what Mo Yong Zhong said. In the huge old residence of the Mo family, everyone inside and outside the residence was brought over by them.

Xiao Shi smiled lightly and shook his head, "Old man, you are wrong. "As far as I know, someone you used to know is coming to the funeral today."

"Old acquaintance?" Mo Yong Zhong frowned.

Mo Jingshan seemed to have noticed something and shouted, "Dad, what are you saying to the little demon? First, he had to lock them all up. First, he had to kill this little fellow. Tell Mo Yeyue to come back and see an empty house, then we can take care of him! "

Mo Yong Zhong waved his hand to stop him. Judging from his vigilant personality, today's incident didn't seem to be going so smoothly. Then he looked at the little ghost head with a natural smile on his face. It looked like he was ridiculing the little ghost head. He seemed to be ridiculing the little ghost head as well as ridiculing the little ghost head.

While he was thinking, he heard some noises coming from the back of the gate. Everyone turned around to look and saw a large number of troops and horses, armoured locomotives of the same color entering the old residence one by one. One after another, dozens of well-trained military personnel arrived in the carriages. Each and every one of them was equipped with an elite weapon. It was a magnificent sight to behold!

Long Qian's heart skipped a beat. Could it be Meng Xiaoluo's men? But when she thought about it, Meng Xiaoluo was only on the police force and not in the army. Could it be …

Sure enough, they saw their leader's car stop as Ming Beichuan walked out from inside.

"Ganson, come here. Come to your godfather." Jin Beichuan closed the car door in a relaxed manner, threw away the cigarette in his hand and waved his hand towards the small stone.

"Godfather!" The little fellow transformed from the experienced look on its face into a sprint, running towards the direction of Ming Beichuan.

Mo Yong Zhong's pistol did not dare to point it in that direction, and the ruthless expression on Mo Jingshan's face was also greatly restrained.

"Ding Bei Chuan half-squatted down, held the small stone in his arms and fiercely kissed a few times on his face." Haha … "F * cking son, do you want to be a father or not!"

"Yes —" Little Rock dragged his voice.

"Haha." Ming Beichuan laughed.

Who is Jin Beichuan? However, among the people who were following Huo Mingtou, who would dare to act against him in the entirety of G City?

Long Qian's heart was filled with doubt as well. Why would Ming Beichuan come today? Ye Zichen thought back to the look his youngest son had when he was threatened by Mo Yong Zhong and the others … Could it be that Little Stone was already prepared?

At this time, Jin Beichuan had already walked over. Long Qian Qian secretly nodded to himself, then turned to look at Mo Yong Zhong and the others, pretending to be surprised: "Hey, why does this person look so familiar? "Oh, oh..." "Now that I think about it, could you be the Mo Yongzhong who was kicked out of the Mo Residence and was ordered not to enter the Mo family?"

Such disrespect, it simply did not seem like the attitude a junior should have when speaking to an elder. Of course, Mo Yong Zhong no longer counted as a member of the Mo family. Compared to anyone else in the Mo family, he was just an ordinary old man!

The corners of Mo Yong Zhong's mouth twitched continuously. Beside him, Mo Jingshan's face was the color of a pig's liver, looking extremely unpleasant.

"What, you guys also came to attend the third young master's funeral?" When Jin Beichuan said these words, his expression could still be considered amiable. But the following sentence was full of power and domineering.

"Who allowed you to come!"