Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

Unexpectedly, the receptionist looked bored when he heard this reason, as if he was used to it.

He pointed lazily to the west in the direction of the reception room and said without any emotion, "President's family members, please wait on the right."

Although they said they were waiting, the beta at the front desk didn't even make a phone call, and was perfunctory as if it was just a phrase to delay Si Mo. There was only an endless wait.

Si Mo took a few steps in that direction, and as he approached the door, he was choked by the smell of countless cheap perfumes and sneezed several times.

But that was not the smell of perfume, but the pheromones of nearly a hundred omegas mixed together in a disorderly manner.

The 'reception room' was built very large, but it was now so crowded with these people that there was no room even for the sofas.

A small number of people had obvious pregnant bellies, and they were still asking each other how many months their baby was while chatting.

But without exception, they all reached a surprising consensus on one point: the child's father was Song Zhuochen.

Si Mo: ???

[Chief, we have detected that they are all fake, just to get close to the Song family, and some of them are stuffed with pillow cores.]

Si Mo looked relieved, but he said, "Did I say I didn't believe him?"

The dumpling bounced twice on the spot: [(?_?)]

He just said it in vain!

Just like punching in for work, some people are already regulars here and can even chat with the security guards passing by.

The Song family is a wealthy and powerful family, and they don't even bother to drive away such unreasonable people. Instead, they prepare some desserts for these "family members" every day. In winter, there is warm air here so they won't go hungry. Some homeless little Os regard this place as a shelter.

[Boss, do you really want to wait here? ]

"Do I look stupid?" Si Mo replied, "It seems like Song Zhuochen won't show up for a while, so we might as well do something else instead of waiting."

A ball of divine power gathered in his palm, and Si Mo extracted a strand of his soul to control the way out of the Song building.

It's time to settle accounts with the Si family.

-

Outside the Si family villa, the atmosphere was surprisingly quiet.

According to the original owner's memory, the old man is now recuperating in the hospital, and the Si family has been taken over by the original owner's brothers. In their minds, the original owner was secretly killed last night by someone they specially arranged.

So when Si Mo kicked the iron door open, the people in the villa were instantly frightened.

Mrs. Yun, the legal wife of the original owner's father, heard the noise and came down from upstairs. She was met with the bloodthirsty gaze of her boss and felt a shudder of fear all over her.

She and Si Yi exchanged glances quickly, and received the same puzzled look in return.

Yesterday her beloved son swore solemnly that after tonight there would no longer be any such person as Si Mo in the world.

She just took a reassuring pill, and now she is asked to spit it out? ?

Unfortunately, this little action was seen by Si Mo. He strode into the villa and closed the door that was kicked in.

"Si Mo? Why are you still——"

Si Yi's eyes widened in disbelief. He had just said half of his words when his hypocritical elder brother Si Tingchen beside him coughed and interrupted him.

The two brothers played the good cop and the bad cop respectively. If Si Mo didn't know the inside story, he would really think that Si Tingchen was the only one in the Si family who treated him well.

"Xiao Mo, where did you go last night? We were worried about you the whole night." Si Tingchen said with a dry laugh.

Si Mo sneered, his eyes swept across the faces of the people with different expressions, and continued Si Yi's words in a cold voice: "Second brother, are you wondering why I am still alive and well? Shouldn't I have been abused to death by those people you found?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I think you have a brain injury. Who am I looking for?" Si Yi refused to admit it. He didn't know why, but he always felt that Si Mo had changed. He used to be timid in front of him, but now he looked inexplicably frightened, as if his soul was suppressed.

But Si Yi felt humiliated when he was suddenly questioned by an illegitimate child in front of everyone.

Anyway, in this family, only the old man favors Si Mo. Now that he is not here, he cannot let an outsider take control of him.

"Is this the way you talk to me?" Si Yi took a few steps forward, wanting to teach Si Mo a lesson, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the red mark on his neck.

As his eyes moved, he thought of something, and the corners of his mouth instantly curled up in a malicious and playful arc.

"Oh, it seems my good brother didn't come home last night and went out to hang out with some wild men!" Si Yi covered his nose and took two steps back in disgust: "Our Si family is pure, don't let some bad people pass on some messy diseases to us."

His voice was very loud, as if he was deliberately speaking for the others present to hear. This way he had a legitimate reason, and Si Tingchen didn't have to stop him anymore.

With just a few words, Si Mo became the target of public criticism. He sneered in his heart, thinking that Si Yi was really good at talking.

In that case...

Si Mo put one hand behind his back, and gathered divine power into a sharp blade in his hand. When Si Yi came over, he grabbed his neck. Si Yi was holding his breath. He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. Si Mo looked skinny and malnourished, how could he suddenly have such great strength? !

"What are you doing? This is outrageous!" Madam Yun shouted, and quickly rushed down, trying to use the authority of an elder to suppress Si Mo.

Si Mo's amber eyes flashed, and the next moment he saw the woman tripping over her left foot and right foot in front of no obstruction, and she screamed and fell straight forward!

Si Tingchen was too busy to help his fallen mother. Mrs. Yun had several front teeth knocked out and her face was disfigured. The white porcelain floor was stained with scarlet blood.

Veins on Si Yi's neck were bulging from being pinched, and his whole face was red. He used all his strength to pry Si Mo's hands apart, but they did not move at all.

He was forced to open his mouth, and a few brief sounds came out of his throat. Si Mo raised his knife and a column of blood instantly spurted out of Si Yi's mouth. When he lowered his head, a piece of meat fell out.

Then there was a piercing pain, but Si Yi could no longer scream.

Si Tingchen was frightened by this scene and stepped back repeatedly when Si Mo looked over.

"I remember that what Big Brother was most proud of was his excellent piano skills, right?"

Si Mo played with the blade in his hand, and the bright red blood dripped onto the ground, forming a bright flower.

"No...no..." Si Tingchen shook his head repeatedly in panic, as if he had expected something, and quickly put his hands behind his back.

"No need to be modest," Si Mo walked around Si Yi who was wailing on the ground, and approached Si Tingchen step by step like a demon: "After all, apart from this, big brother is really useless."

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but Si Tingchen seemed to see a bloodthirsty light in Si Mo's eyes. He didn't know why Si Mo had changed so much, but the instinctive desire to escape still drove Si Tingchen's legs to climb upstairs.

Si Mo stopped moving forward, and calmly straightened his uneven cuffs. He tilted his head slightly, and Si Tingchen turned over as if he was out of his control, driven by an invisible force.

Just like the fish on the chopping board, Si Mo is the knife-wielder of the killing.

As Si Mo raised his hand, Si Tingchen's hands automatically folded together. The alpha shed tears of fear. Si Mo swung the knife in his hand, piercing a pair of bloody holes in his palms.