After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

Uncle Fu was already ready to make a move. After hearing Mr. Mo's instructions, he waved his hand and spoke.

"Go over and take the person away."

As soon as his words came out, several figurines immediately stepped forward to pull Uncle Mo away.

Seeing that the old man really didn't want to care about him anymore, Uncle Mo looked hard and gritted his teeth.

"It's all you who forced me..."

As he spoke, he took out a fruit knife from his arms and put it on his neck.

"Whoever dares to come here, I will die here~ You are the murderers who forced me to death..."

His words stunned everyone present, and several of the figurines looked at each other and did not dare to take another step forward.

Mr. Mo didn't expect that this scoundrel would threaten him with death. He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe.

After closing his eyes, he seemed to have aged more than ten years, and his whole body exuded a sense of despair.

Retribution, how could he have such a rebellious son? What retribution!

It would be best for such a traitor to die...

"Go up and pull the person away. He doesn't dare to die. It's okay if he dies. It will harm one person, but he will live in peace if he dies."

His words made Uncle Mo, who was already emotional, look ferocious.

"Dad, I'm your son. Do you really not care whether I live or die? Please give me some money. This is really the last time. I won't gamble anymore. Seriously, don't force me~"

He said, slowly approaching Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo was so angry that his head was buzzing. "I always say it's the last time. I don't have a son like you. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Mo suddenly came closer, and the fruit knife changed direction and was directly pressed against his neck.

The rest of the words were stuck. Mr. Mo didn't expect that this person could get to this point.

"you you……"

He stared at you for a long time, but he was speechless and couldn't say a word. It was obvious that he was really angry.

"Haha, damn old man, what are you doing? Give me 300 million quickly, or I will die with you today. I will die if I can't pay back the money anyway."

The voice of Yin Jicei sounded in his ears, and Mr. Mo opened his mouth wide and was so stunned that he couldn't pronounce a single syllable.

Uncle Fu and all the servants were so frightened by Uncle Mo's crazy behavior that they forgot to react.

In the end, it was Fu Bo who reacted first.

"Third Master, don't get excited. In fact, the old man has no money. All his money is kept with the eldest young master. It's useless for you to force the old man. Put down the knife first. If you hurt the old man, you don't want the money..."

"Shut up and call my eldest nephew immediately. I want 300 million. If you lose one cent, I will die with this old guy!"

Uncle Mo glared at Uncle Fu and forced him to call Mo Jingchen to express his intention.

Uncle Fu didn't dare to gamble with the old man's safety, so he immediately complied.

……

the other side.

After Mo Jingchen sent the message to Mo Jingtian, he started the car and wanted to go back to the company.

He hasn't returned to the company for several days, and now that he's back, he has to go back and take charge.

The car had only traveled a few hundred meters when he braked suddenly after receiving Fu Bo's call, his voice cold.

"What, he kidnapped grandpa!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and cold air radiated from Mo Jingchen's body.

"I will transfer 300 million to him now. Don't worry, I have my plan. If he takes the money and wants to leave, don't stop him. I have my own way to deal with him..."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Jingchen gritted his teeth and transferred money to the familiar account.

In Mojin Manor.

After Uncle Mo received the payment reminder, his face lit up with joy.

If he had known that he could get the money faster this way, why would he pretend to be a grandson asking for help?

"Third Master, look at the money, it's time to let the old man go!"

Uncle Fu's heart skipped a beat when he saw that Uncle Mo's eyes were shining and he seemed to have no intention of letting him go.

Uncle Mo really has no intention of letting him go at this time. After what happened today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to come in here in the future.

Why not take this opportunity to order more...

"I changed my mind. I want one billion. If it's one cent less, I'll kill the old man now."

Uncle Fu was furious when he heard what he said.

Who is this person? What a fool. The old man is his biological father.

"Stop giving him money. I'll see if this scoundrel dares to kill me. Come on, I'm eighty-one. If I die, I'll die. It's good if I can drag this scoundrel to die with me."

Mr. Mo calmed down and spoke fiercely.

Uncle Mo's nervous hands were shaking a little. It would not be a pity for this old man to die. He was still young and he didn't want to die!

But if you don't be ruthless, one billion will be wasted.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he pressed the knife against the old man's neck, causing the skin to be cut and blood flowing out.

This scene made Fu Bo and several other figurines panic.

"Third Master, I don't want it~"

Just then, Uncle Mo's cell phone rang. He picked it up with one hand and saw that it was Mo Jingchen. He raised the corners of his lips and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Jingchen, I received the money, but it's not enough. Now I want one billion. Give it to me and I'll let the old man go immediately."

Mo Jingchen's eyes flashed with murderous intent on the other end of the phone.

Is it really true that the human heart is not worth one billion?

"Third uncle, let grandpa go first, and I will give you the money."

Seeing him so happy, Uncle Mo felt that he was short of money. He thought about whether to ask for two billion directly.

Mo Jingchen seemed to have read his thoughts and said something.

"The company has recently invested in several new projects. The working capital is not enough to reach one billion. If Uncle San wants one billion, he will have to wait. Let Grandpa go first. I will transfer it to you as soon as I raise enough money..."

While he was talking, he had already started the car and rushed towards Mojin Manor.

Uncle Mo was not happy to hear that he had to wait.

"How could you not come up with one billion, just fool me!"

"Do you think I would make fun of grandpa's life?"

Mo Jingchen's tone became colder. Uncle Mo thought for a while and finally chose to take a step back.

"There is no one billion, but there is always five hundred million. Give me another five hundred million. I will let the old man go immediately after receiving the money. Jingchen, don't waste any more time. The old man's neck is already bleeding. Hurry up and pay. Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences..."

The old man's neck was bleeding more and more, and Uncle Mo was also a little scared.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken a step back easily~

As soon as his words came out, Mo Jingchen gritted his teeth.

What a beast, it really hurt Grandpa.

"Well, it's true that 500 million yuan is available. I'll let Grandpa go immediately after receiving the money."

Soon, he called Uncle Mo the money.

The moment Uncle Mo received the money, he turned around and ran outside.

When he got the money and paid off his debt, he had enough left to play with for a while.

Mr. Mo clutched his already numb neck, stared at the running figure and said angrily.

"Hurry up and stop him. I'm going to sue him for extortion and intentional injury..."

"Old man, he has a knife in his hand~"

"Yes, the old man will ask the family doctor to treat your wound first. The eldest young master said that he will handle the third master's matter."

"Don't call him Third Master from now on. From now on, he is no longer my son, a bastard, a beast, a toy, not a thing..."

Mr. Mo was so angry that he almost died of myocardial infarction.

If it had been before, he would have been mad to death, but his body was very healthy after Lan Yuexin used Chinese medicine to treat it.

I was so angry that I just felt like I couldn't breathe smoothly...

Uncle Fu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the old man could still curse with great anger.

The family doctor came over quickly, took a look at the old man's wound, and immediately began to disinfect and bandage the wound.

"Old man, this is just a skin injury, nothing serious. Don't touch the water. Just change the medicine a few times and it will be fine..."

The family doctor bandaged the wound and gave a few instructions before leaving.