In the name of father

On the way home, Xiao Qi told Xiao Mo in an unhurried manner that the person who came today is the confidant of Qin Lang, the boss of the southern district of K City, whose surname is Bai, but because of that big diamond tooth, he has become his most iconic face. Representative, so when people on the Tao mentioned him, they liked to call him Bai Wanjin.

Bai Wanjin, million dollars—it is said that Bai Wanjin himself quite likes this nouveau riche-like name.

He has quite a status in the Southern District, and the Southern District has always had very little dealings with the Xiao family. How many times he secretly made troubles is simply commonplace. The annual business volume of the Tiaozi in K City can always rank first in the district. Getting the pennant of the General Administration every year is completely the result of the two of them cheating on each other——

This situation intensified after Qin Lang accepted the Southern District.

The reason is simple, Qin Lang doesn't like Xiao Mo.

Back then, Qin Lang started from scratch, and he was originally on Xiao Mo's territory. I don't know why this kid behaved well but was suppressed by Xiao Mo. Because of this, Qin Lang ran to the South District. It was as if the feng shui had been changed. It took Qin Lang two years to grow from a gangster to a high-level executive in the southern district, until he finally snatched the territory from the previous generation of southern district bosses. It took five years——Qin Lang had just turned 20 years old that year, and he was a half-old child.

At that time, thanks to Bai Wanjin's help and doing a lot of things, Qin Lang was able to go so smoothly, so now Qin Lang is very grateful to him anyway, although this man seems to have passed the age of screaming and retreating to the second line , but as long as there are any good benefits in the southern district, he will always be indispensable.

"Master Mo, I happened to hear last week that Qin Lang just opened a new place, which is also a casino, and it's built on the street opposite our place."

"Oh."

How to say that sentence, if you don't die, you won't die.

NOZUONODIE.

Sitting behind the car seat, Xiao Mo was listening to Xiao Qi telling himself how Xiao Mo used to bully children to death and finally bullied him into a strong enemy, while absent-mindedly thinking that Xiao Qi seemed a little strange tonight.This guy doesn't know why he started to talk a bit inconsequentially after he came out of the casino. When their car drove into the courtyard of the community where Xiao's mansion is located, it was the third time that Xiao Qi mentioned to him what happened to Qin Lang back then. Blowing up the South Side and starting a new gang -- and he doesn't seem to know it.

Xiao Mo didn't expose him, but just listened to Xiao Qi talking about Qin Lang in an appreciative tone that was completely inappropriate for opponents, sitting in the back seat of the car, after thinking about it, he couldn't help it. Ask yourself the doubts you have had since the beginning: "That Bai Wanjin, isn't he on good terms with my father? How could he be from the Southern District?"

Xiao Qi was silent, his hand on the steering wheel was obviously exerting strength, when he felt Xiao Mo's eyes drifting to the back of his hand behind him, he relaxed silently, turned the steering wheel smoothly, and turned the car Skillfully turning and turning into the road leading to the Xiao family's mansion, he lowered his voice and answered Xiao Mo cautiously: "Master Mo, maybe you don't remember this, Bai Wanjin used to be from the Xiao family—— Later, the old Patriarch passed away, and you were still young, there were rumors outside that the Xiao family was about to fall, and there was a lot of ups and downs, and the trees fell and the monkeys scattered, half of the high-level members of the Xiao family left, and Bai Wanjin was among them."

Xiao Mo: "...to look for stronger thighs? This person can't tell from his appearance that he is so smart."

"Therefore, there is another reason why Bai Wanjin is trusted by Qin Lang, that is, they are all people who have left the Xiao family and are absolutely impossible to return to the Xiao family."

Yes, here we go again.

In one night, Xiao Mo didn't know how many times he heard the name of the boss in the southern district.

Fortunately, at this time, the stretched luxury car had already stopped in front of Xiao's mansion. Xiao Mo got out of the car and closed the door. He glanced at the shirt behind him, which was very unrestrained. Basically, wearing it was more intriguing than not wearing it. Xiao Qi frowned, and said in a tone as close to Xiao Mo himself as possible with disgust: "Go back and change your clothes first, what does it look like when you're dressed like this?"

Xiao Qi got off the driver's seat, was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded with aggrieved look.

Xiao Mo thought it was funny, and didn't care what he thought, and went to the house first-at this moment, the Xiao family mansion was still brightly lit, and hearing the noise, it seemed that the two guardian sons of the demon king hadn't gone to bed yet. I don't know what I was doing in the living room for a while, but a few meters away from the door, I can hear the sound of the TV inside, it seems that there is a woman singing on the TV.

Xiao Mo opened the door, looked at the butler who hurried up to greet him, handed him the shoes he took off, and stepped on the solid wood floor, Xiao Mo had time to glance at the TV—— The TV series that was very popular a while ago is being broadcast, and the protagonist is Xiao Mo's rumored girlfriend Xie Jiajia.

At this moment, Xie Jiajia was singing the theme song of the TV series with a full expression on her face—the girl with a pretty good song at first, combined with the home theater-like local TV set and local speakers of the Xiao family, she suddenly became more and more beautiful. A bit hideous.

The girl's face was bigger than Xiao Mo's head, and the effect was amazing.

As expected, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan haven't slept yet. They probably finished their homework. Right now, they are wearing pajamas of the same style and different colors, and they are sitting by the coffee table. I don't know what it is - when they saw Xiao Mo coming back, they didn't give a single glance out of the corner of their eyes, as if it was a fly that came in from outside the door.

Seemingly noticing that Xiao Mo's eyes had turned cold, the housekeeper who was busy shining and putting away his shoes said quickly, "Master Mo returned early tonight."

"—Oh, brother, you said that Xie Jiajia looked good in magazines except for having no breasts, but now on TV, his face looks as big as a chopping board, why do you say that!"

"..." The housekeeper ignored the bloody wind and rain behind him with a sad face, "Master Mo hurriedly changed his clothes to warm himself up, it's already late autumn, and the weather outside is cold and windy, if it blows badly—"

"—Ah, what are you talking about, Xiao Yan, you said that unless someone's head was caught by the door, would you want to have sex with such a rough-faced girl?"

"..." The housekeeper wished he could disappear into this world right now. He raised his eyes, glanced cautiously at the old man whose head was caught by the door, and said in a voice almost like a mosquito, "Mom Yun I specially prepared sweet soup—”

Before the housekeeper could finish his words, Xiao Yan on the side of the coffee table howled like a toothache: "What?—Mother Yun, didn't you say that you cooked the sweet soup because you were afraid that I wouldn't be full at night?"

The housekeeper finally shut up with an unbearable embarrassment.

Mama Yun simply huddled in the kitchen and pretended to be dead.

At this time, Xiao Mo, who suddenly realized that he had stepped from one battlefield to another, finally glanced away at his expressionless face and smiled——glanced at the butler with sympathy and sympathy. He lifted his feet and walked towards the twin brothers.

At this time, Xiao Yan, who had already finished looking for his father for the first time, had already sat down contentedly and buried his head in playing his PSP, while Xiao Yan, who was sitting opposite him, didn't move his head from the beginning to the end, and casually moved his hand. Holding a spoon, he was flipping through the original English magazine with the other hand.

Xiao Yan looked at it very seriously, as if he didn't just look at the picture above.

Xiao Mo couldn't help tilting his head to look at Xiao Yan, who was playing the game console with his head down, and had to sigh again for the richness of species.

Mama Yun probably saw that there was no movement outside, so she came out of the kitchen cautiously at this moment, brought out another bowl of steaming sweet soup and put it in front of Xiao Mo—it seemed that she was heating it up and waiting for Xiao Mo It's delicious when you come back.Xiao Mo lowered his head and took a look, there was everything in it, white fungus, pineapple, goji berries, and red dates. When he inhaled, his nose was filled with a sweet scent, which more or less dispelled the cold air brought in from the outside on his body at this moment.

He picked up the spoon and stirred it, and was about to put it in his mouth, when the door of the outside room rang again, it was Xiao Qi who had probably parked the car and just entered the door, Xiao Mo threw down the spoon again, using neither high nor low The voice asked Mama Yun to bring another bowl of sweet soup, and then called Xiao Qi to come and sit down.

Xiao Qi stood there in a daze for a while——Xiao Mo was used to it, and this guy was out of state as if he had been hit by the soul-absorbing technique tonight.

After Yun Ma brought out the second bowl of sweet soup, Xiao Qi followed her slowly towards Xiao Mo, and when he arrived at the tea table, he glanced at Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan who were doing their own business with their heads down, and then Standing aside hesitantly—Xiao Mo became impatient, raised his eyebrows and asked Xiao Qi who was standing in front of him like a telegraph pole: "You eat while standing?"

Xiao Qi: "Master Mo..."

"You can eat standing up." Xiao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Don't splash the sweet soup on me."

Xiao Qi closed his mouth.

Probably because he felt that the awkward atmosphere on the coffee table was more interesting than the game, his round eyes twirled in their sockets, a malicious smile hung on the corner of Xiao Yan's lips, he threw away the PSP and raised his head, and was about to Following Xiao Mo's mouth, he taunted Xiao Qi with a few words to suppress his hatred, but the first second he looked up and saw the man standing by the coffee table, that smile disappeared from Xiao Yan's lips——

When Xiao Yan is not smiling, he looks exactly like Xiao Yan...

No, to be precise, it looks more dangerous than Xiao Yan who exudes a cold aura all over his body.

This aura is completely incompatible with his age, even Xiao Mo who was sitting beside him was a little stunned at this time - he was so frozen by this strange aura, he turned his head involuntarily to see what this ancestor was doing. Moth, unexpectedly, turned around and bumped into a pair of slightly narrowed amber pupils.

Xiao Yan was looking at Xiao Mo——

Like a scanner, he looked at him from beginning to end, and turned his gaze away from the man's obviously overgrown sleeves. He showed an undisguised expression of contempt, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Qi again.

Xiao Mo, who was just thrown aside like this, expressed that he was despised a little inexplicably, and stretched out his hand to unnaturally brush his hair that was already starting to stiffen with dog blood, rubbing off some dry blood clots, but at this moment, he felt When another set of cold eyes rested on the back of his hand——

Xiao Mo raised his head in a frenzy, only to realize that Xiao Yan, the elder brother of the twins, had also raised his head from the magazine in his hand at some point. At this moment, he was sitting on the other side of the coffee table with no expression on his face, watching silently. Touching Xiao Mo's hand and the dry blood on his hand.

Xiao Qi stood by the tea table——as the only outsider among the family of three, he could only lower his head and stare at the bowl of sweet soup that Xiao Mo had specially prepared for him on the coffee table until that time. The steaming heat caused double images to appear in his eyes. When the uncomfortable glances on his body finally moved away, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, at this moment, Xiao Qi heard that he was sitting not far away. The young master at the office suddenly spoke surprisingly, and asked in a tone that could not detect any emotion——

"Xiao Qi, have you slept with this old man?"