C156 It was enough to make him jealous!

Dinner, at the Lin Family's table, Lin Qing's heart was not withered.

Facing a huge table full of delicious food, she, who claimed to be a glutton, had no appetite at all.

Mo Lun, who was intentionally sitting beside him, didn't even glance at him. From the very beginning to the end, he didn't even have the intention of looking at him properly.

On the contrary, it was his father, Mother Lin, who kept asking Mo Lun about his recent situation in the United States. He also asked him when he had graduated, when he had started working, and what his plans were for returning to his hometown.

Mo Lun replied politely as if he was very sensible before he left the country. His gaze, however, never left Lin Qing's face.

But Lin Qing would always say something that would ruin the scenery.

Mother Lin asked: "Xiao Lun, what major are you studying in the United States? Can you find a suitable job when you return to your home country?"

Just as Molun was preparing to answer, Lin Qing suddenly let out a faint sigh. "I wonder where Xichen is going to sleep tonight …"

Mother Lin asked: "Xiao Lun, is your mother well? In the United States, have you gotten any better? After all, American medicine is more developed … "

"Mm, I feel better now …" Mother, she … "

Just as Mo Lun stopped his chopsticks and was about to say something, Lin Qing fiddled with her rice grains and began to mutter again, "It's said that there are only lackeys in there, the kind that can be used by Bonan as a weapon to smash people. How could Xichen eat them …"

After looking at each other for a moment, Mother Lin felt that she could no longer continue on like this. It was understandable that his son-in-law would not be in a good mood when he entered the police station, but, this did not have anything to do with Mo Lun. Thinking of this, Mother Lin fiercely kicked Lin Qing under the table.

Lin Qing cried out, as she kneaded her injured leg, she glared at his mother in dissatisfaction and protested, "Mom, what are you doing!? If you have a good meal, why did you kick me? "

She acted very innocent.

Maureen could no longer afford to eat this meal. In fact, he was even regretting coming to dinner at this time of day.

"Dear Sister Lin, aren't you afraid that I'll be jealous?"

Maureen stared at her, half teasing, half teasing, and her expression was amused.

Lin Qing did not hesitate as she went into the kitchen and brought out a bottle of vinegar. She scooped a full bowl and pushed it in front of Mo Lun, then said with a stiff expression: "Do you have any precious delicacies?

There was a twitching expression on Maureen's face. It would be impossible to get even the slightest bit of comfort from Sister Lin tonight.

Just as he left the Lin Clan and walked out of the district's entrance, an overseas call came to him on his phone.

"Hello?"

He could refuse other people's calls, but he definitely could not refuse this person's calls.

As long as there was one breath left, even if he breathed his last into the phone, the phone would still ring.

"Lun, the only bloodline of the Boz Family is in China." Keli Ang's tone of voice on the other end of the phone was extremely solemn, but even though he had endured it, Mo Lun could still smell the thick stench of blood.

As long as he could find out that the Boz Family still had a bloodline, then what Keli Ang wanted to do was to fiercely grab onto the Boz Family's throat. With his personality, he would not give the Boz Family the slightest opportunity to catch his breath.

It was just that, the Boz Family's bloodline was unexpectedly located in China.

"Ang, is this true?" Maureen parked the car, her hand cold.

Her eyes were filled with snow and frost, which was very different from when she was in the Lin Clan. From the looks of it, they seemed like two different people.

"Yes. Furthermore, we have already found some clues. In the end, we will determine from these few people, which one exactly is the successor of the Boz Family. "

After Keli Ang gave a strange laugh on the phone, he said with murderous intent filling his voice, "Of course, at a crucial moment, you would rather kill ten thousand wrongly than to miss one!"

This was Keli Ang's style, ruthless, bloody, leaving no leeway.

"Do you need me to do something?" Maureen asked.

"NO!"

What surprised Mo Lun was that Keli Ang did not mention a single word about the names of the candidates.

According to past practice, Keli Ang would give him a list of names. After all, he was in China and it would be more convenient to study in the field.

"Right now, you don't need to know." Keli Ang asked coldly from the other end of the phone.

"Yes," Mohun answered in a low voice. He didn't pursue the matter further.

What Keli Ang wanted to say, no one could stop him. And if he didn't want to say, no one could stop him. Many years ago, he understood this principle.

He returned to a villa in the suburbs. A few people came to welcome him as he got off the carriage. They took the documents and coats one by one. They were very respectful.

This villa was located in a remote area, but the scenery was extremely beautiful.

In order to choose a base in China, the Keli Family had secretly set up this place for many years. Of course, he had used his identity as a merchant to buy a plot of land.

On the surface, it looked no different from the other villas. At most, it looked a little exotic. However, the people who built the villas would always come up with some tricks. Therefore, this was not surprising.

Actually, the most profound part was inside.

The ground level of the villa was only three, while the ground level was five.

After Maureen returned, she settled down in this place. If someone who was very careful was nearby, they would be able to see excessive vigilance in the guard's eyes. If someone got closer, they would see that the guard would habitually place his hands on his waist; this was a defensive position.

They were always tight at the waist, but they wore less tight-fitting jackets on the outside. Only then would they be able to squeeze at least two or three weapons into their waists.

The higher the rank, the less of a need to wear a weapon, like Maureen.

He was the only person who could enter and exit this place without any weapons.

With his alertness and agility, he could determine the danger in a very short period of time. In that short period of time, he had enough ability to strike down the danger.

After taking off his jacket, his face was now devoid of any emotions.

Under the clear and cold lights, his fair face was dyed with a layer of coldness. From afar, he looked like he could make anyone retreat three steps. He strode into the house and waved his hand. Only his most trusted aides followed him. The rest of the men stood guard outside the door, one on the left and one on the right.

"JOHN, the successor to the Boz Family is in China."

When JOHN heard this, he was astonished for a moment. His mouth gaped wide open, unable to close it for a long time.

"Lun, is this real? Didn't Ang want to kill all of them? Even the baby was smashed in the head by his hand without any hesitation. How could there be a bloodline?"

Although JOHN did not participate in that bloodbath, it was enough to make anyone's hair stand on end.

That year, Keli Ang was still young and had yet to truly take charge of the Keli Family.

It was that year that he relied on his bloody methods to establish his firm position so that in the family inheritance later on, no one dared to compete against him and they willingly became his subordinates.

Keli Family and Boz Family were enemies, and all of their grievances and grievances were wiped away with Keli Ang's brutality and bloodlust.

The Boz Family had disappeared from this place.

As a Sicilian, the Keli Family was the pride of the United States.

As for the news about the Boz Family, only the people inside knew. No one dared to spread it, and Mohun was indeed an accident of the Keli Family, which was made up of all Sicilians.

"Yes, Ang said it himself."

JOHN was the only person he trusted, but Maureen would not tell him.

Although it was not the kosher bloodline, under the influence of the kosher race, he had learned the principle of silence and something even more important. He had never fully trusted anyone.

"Len, what do you need me to do?"

JOHN is smart enough to know what to ask and what not to ask.

The blond boy had been saved by Maureen on his deathbed on the farm, so he had a hundred percent loyalty to Maureen in addition to respect.

"When Ang tells you to go back to America, I'm not with you. You have to be careful, okay?"

Maureen looked at him with a serious expression. There was a profound look in her eyes.

This time, Keli Ang wanted JOHN to return to the main body by name. With Ang's style, every single thing he did was to conceal his motives and intentions, so, it was not as simple as asking JOHN to visit his family.

"Alright, I understand!" Len, if I have the chance, I'll definitely get that list! "

JOHN, after saluting the standard American military salute, neatly turned around and left his room. (TL: JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN/JOHN)

Maureen smiled after him. Yes, he did need that list.

However, for safety reasons, he didn't want to send JOHN to his death for a list, so he didn't explicitly order him to do so, and JOHN must have understood what he meant by asking.

For some unknown reason, that name list caused his heart to palpitate with excitement.

In the Keli Family, Mo Lun, who was above everyone else, was already numb to whoever was about to die under Keli Ang's hands. Even if Keli Ang had pulled the trigger right in front of his eyes and died one by one, Mo Lun might not even blink his eyes — but, this time was different.

There was something about the list that Aung didn't want him to know.

Mo Lun wanted to know who exactly were the people listed on the list being the bloody and brutal Keli Ang.

The night was dark, and the corridor was brightly lit. There were fully armed mercenaries patrolling back and forth. It was dark inside Maureen's room, and only her eyes were bright.

The darkest place was the safest.

Having lived for so many years, he deeply understood that exposing himself to the light was the greatest taboo.

Darkness was fair to everyone, even the enemy. Searching in the darkness, waiting, and hitting their prey, the blood splashed out like a blooming poppy, so enchanting and gorgeous … He liked this way.

The lighter vibrated and a blue flame appeared for a split-second. Then, the smoke between his fingers started to burn. The burning red light of the cigarette suddenly brightened and dimmed. Maureen fell into deep thought.

Slowly, his eyes narrowed.

Everything that had happened in the past appeared in his mind like a dream.