At the beginning, I beat Lazy, and the host is cruel.

"Pa~~~~"

Mr. E angrily threw away his hand and gave the expert a slap, "What are you thinking about sewing a chicken heart into my son's body to make his death uneasy? Even if my son dies, he must be replaced with a human heart!" "

The expert was beaten until his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his whole head was tilted to one side.

Several of the medical staff present who were pinched by the bodyguards were frightened and cried.

Mr. E sneered, "Cry, cry as hard as you can, Amo is dead, how can you get over it if you don't cry! If you want to cry later, you won't have a chance!"

In an instant, there was a lot of howling in the intensive care unit.

He Yi wiped Ah Mo's bloody chest with trembling hands.

With trembling hands, Mr. E covered Amo's head with his own hands, and immediately took everyone in the intensive care unit straight to his villa halfway up the mountain.

When Mr. E wasn't paying attention, He Yi took out his cell phone and sent out more than a dozen messages.

After Mr. E arrived at the villa, he locked all the medical staff in the basement and sent people to torture them.

He Yi and Mr. E were sitting in the living room, watching the tragic scene in the basement projected on the huge screen.

The wails of the medical staff were particularly harsh in the living room.

He Yi swallowed and tapped his knees with his fingers.

Mr. E stared at the screen without saying a word for the entire afternoon before getting up to rest.

In the middle of the night, He Yi tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. When he quietly got up and prepared to escape, he was caught by Mr. E's bodyguard.

"He Yi, you let me down very much~~~ I entrusted you with such an important matter, and you failed! Why, do you want to run away now?"

Mr. E curled his lips and glanced at He Yi coldly.

He Yi's teeth chattered nervously. He suppressed his fear and pretended to be sad and said,

"Godfather, you misunderstood. I just felt so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep and wanted to go out for some air. Amo and I are brothers, and he suddenly ---- like this, I'm heartbroken!"

"Ah!"

Mr. E sneered, "Really? Since your heart is like a knife, why don't you let go of that heart.

Ah Mo has no heart anymore. You are brothers, why do you need your heart? Ah Mo is alone~ It's too lonely over there. You should be okay with him asking you to accompany him, right? ? "

Mr. E's eyes were dark and he spoke very slowly, but his words sent chills down the back.

"Bang~~~"

He Yi's knees softened and he knelt down, "Godfather, I can't bear to leave you. I haven't had time to honor you yet. I'm unfilial! Please Godfather, please spare my life so that I can honor you properly!"

Damn it!

Why haven't his people come yet? If he doesn't come, he will be finished!

Now we can only delay for a little longer.

"My godfather is not in need of people to respect him, but Amo is in need of someone to accompany him. If you really respect your godfather, then go and stay with Amo!"

Mr. E took out a pistol, took out his handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

He Yi looked at the pistol in Mr. E's hand and couldn't help but feel his throat tightening.

"Fuck---daddy, when Ah Mo enters the operating room, please take good care of you! I can't let Ah Mo down!"

Mr. E sneered, stood up from the sofa, gently wiped the pistol, and walked step by step in front of He Yi.

He held the pistol and gently pressed it against He Yi's temple.

"Since Ah Mo trusts you so much, he will be very happy to see you, don't you think?"

He Yi lowered his eyes in panic and glanced left and right, his whole heart in his throat.

While Mr. E was still talking, he grabbed the pistol by his temple and pointed the pistol at Mr. E with his backhand.

“Bang~~~~”

During the struggle, Mr. E's hand pulled the trigger and fired a shot from the pistol towards the sofa.

The bodyguards immediately took out their pistols and pointed them at He Yi.

He Yi strangled Mr. E's neck with one hand, and held a pistol against his head with the other hand.

He backed away warily, until he reached the wall and stopped, just in case someone shot him in the back.

Mr. E laughed dryly twice.

"Thanks for being the good son I raised, he will hold his godfather at gunpoint!"

He Yi pushed Mr. E hard on the head with his pistol and said through gritted teeth,

"You forced me to do this. I have always listened to you and helped you with everything.

What did I get as a result, ah! It's none of my business if Ah Mo dies, why do you want me to be buried with him?

I have always been by your side. Amo's heart has been replaced by someone else. Why should he implicate me? I hope he lives more than anyone else! "

He Yi became more and more excited as he talked, and sprayed Mr. E's face with spittle.

Mr. E curled his lips and calmly raised a hand to wipe the saliva from his face.

He Yi trembled with fright, put the pistol on Mr. E's head, stared and shouted,

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!

Let them put their guns down, quickly! "

Mr. E curled his lips in disdain,

“Haha~~~ You want him to live more than anyone else~~~ It’s so ridiculous.

If Amo was in South Africa, he would still be alive and well. It's just because you contacted some bullshit Montenegro and said she had the best quality organs there, so I brought Amo here.

As a result, what are the things delivered each time?

You have to know that your life is given by me, and I can take it whenever I want.

I advise you to put down the gun obediently, so that I can give you a good time. "

He Yi bit his back teeth and laughed ferociously, saying,

"If you keep talking hard even when you are about to die, even if I die, I will drag you along to support me."

Mr. E paused, narrowed his eyes, and said in a gentle voice,

"Xiao He, put the gun down, my godfather just had a sudden thought.

I no longer have a biological son. From now on, you will be my godfather’s biological son. "

Just when Mr. E was about to touch He Yi with his meager affection, there was a burst of gunfire outside the door.

“Bang bang bang~~~~ta da da~~~~”

Mr. E's bodyguards immediately raised their guns and aimed vigilantly at the outside of the villa.

He Yi grinned and smiled proudly.

His men finally arrived.

Mr. E was stunned for a moment and caught sight of He Yi's proud face from the corner of his eye.

"Why should we, father and son, cause both halves to suffer! Tell them to stop and let's talk!"

He Yi curled up his lips, held the gun and poked Mr. E's head vigorously.

"It's too late, old man, now you know you need to have a good talk? Haha~~~ Do you think this is South Africa? This is China, my territory!"

After a pause, He Yi tapped Mr. E's brain with his pistol and said arrogantly,

"Don't worry, I will give you a happy life, and then give you a good burial. How about a burial at sea? It's classy enough! Haha~~~"

“Bang bang bang~~~~”

The mercenaries with guns outside rushed to the door of the villa and fired several shots. The leader of the mercenaries shouted,

"Release He Yi!"

Mr. E's bodyguard glanced back at him, waiting for his instructions.

Mr. E's face was cold and he winked at the head bodyguard.

He Yi heard the sound outside the house and grinned.