Acting as a substitute

This was the first time Yuan Jiayi saw Bo Shenrong in person.

Apart from hearing his voice on the cell phone during the kidnapping, I only heard that he was often against Bo Shenyan and wanted to use Bo Kang's hand to annex all the assets of the Bo Group. Bo Shenrong's understanding is no less than that of the old chairman Bo Ling, so with his help, Bo Shenrong, who is a few years older than Bo Shenyan, is like a tiger with wings added.

But Bo Shenyan has never been a fuel-efficient lamp, and Bo Shenrong made him frustrated, so he wanted to make Bo Shenrong lose everything.

It took him less than two years to join forces with Wo Ye of Jiawo Group to push Bo Shenrong to the forefront and become the target of public criticism in the Beicheng commercial district.

In terms of strength alone, Bo Shenrong is not inferior to any one between Bo Shenyan and Wo Ye, but he lost because of his cunning, all his brains were used in crooked ways, eager for quick success, which led to his own destruction .

With such a result, Bo Shenrong won't let it go. After all, he and Bo Shenyan's brothers have the same blood. They are both grandsons of Mr. Bo, and their vengeance and ruthlessness are comparable.

Ever since Bo Shenyan destroyed everything he worked hard for, and he has been using illegal means to forcibly deprive others of their property and even their lives for a long time, the heinous crime is extremely unforgivable, and now he has been listed as a wanted criminal of Class A and can be arrested by the police Before, he had secretly left from Beicheng long ago, all the way south, without a trace.

It turned out that he had smuggled here.

Knowing that she is abroad at this time, and knowing that Bo Shenrong escaped by smuggling, it was all because of the two men standing behind Bo Shenrong, one of whom was the one who tied him here last night.

After seeing his face clearly, Yuan Jiayi figured out why he didn't show his face last night.

He is not Chinese, with obvious exotic features on his face, full of beards, deep eye sockets and dark skin, a typical appearance of Southeast Asian population.

Going southwest from Yucheng, passing through the waters, is the Golden Triangle, once known as the largest drug production base in the world.

These two were mercenaries, and Bo Shenrong was working for the local drug lord.

Bo Shenrong didn't know what Yuan Jiayi was thinking in his heart, but he seemed quite happy.

"At first I heard that this trash Feng Qing was arrested, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I originally asked him to return to China to find out the limelight." Bo Shenrong sat on the table, skillfully wielding a silver knife in his hand, as if he wasn't worried about his own behavior at all. His hand would be scratched by the awe-inspiring blade, and he still smiled casually, "In the end, this idiot not only used the goods directly for himself, but also wanted to buy meth|sad|one in a fair manner... Fortunately, he can't die... "

Yuan Jiayi blinked his eyes and looked him up and down carefully, as if he had forgotten his fear.

I have to say that the man in front of me looks very similar to Bo Shenyan, to the extent that he and Sheng Lan are similar.

Thinking of Sheng Lan, Yuan Jiayi couldn't help being a little scared, the lingering shadow made him close his eyes unexpectedly.

Bo Shenrong stood up and walked to Yuan Jiayi's side, leaned over and raised his chin with the back of a knife to look carefully, and finally kissed his lips, and made a "boo" when he left.

He smacked his lips in satisfaction, licked his moist lips, and continued.

"...Meet our righteous and brave Doctor Yuan."

Yuan Jiayi was so disgusted by his kiss, he turned his head to his shoulders vigorously, wiped away the wetness on his lips, his throat retched and wanted to vomit.

He didn't understand why such similar faces had such different personalities. If the man in front of him had a gun now, he would definitely overcome all fear and shoot him without hesitation.

This is the man who killed his mother, broke his hand, and ruined his entire life.

Yuan Jiayi's eyes were full of hatred, he could clearly feel his hot eye sockets, the swollen muscles on his neck, and his clenched fists.

Compared to what his crime has caused him to be like now, Bo Shenyan's indirect damage is nothing at all.

Bo Shenrong looked down at him with the corners of his mouth curled up, admiring Yuan Jiayi's facial features seriously, the back of the knife did not leave his chin.

"You are really much prettier than that little bitch Sheng Lan, and more abusive than he looks, I said my brother, why is he willing to abandon Sheng Lan, he has to be with a lousy doctor Woolen cloth?"

These words are from Bo Shenrong's heart.

The person who was protected by Bo Shenyan in the palm of his hand turned out to be such a stunning person. Going out in public would make people jealous, and hiding at home would make people feel violent.

Such a contradictory existence.

"Originally, I planned to let my younger brother go, or—" Bo Shenrong smiled strangely, and he seemed to have enough patience, "Let go of Doctor Yuan."

Yuan Jiayi's nose was itchy due to the damp musty smell in the warehouse, and he couldn't help but sneezed, sniffing his nose and looking at him warily.

"I……"

Bo Shenrong slapped him head-on, causing Yuan Jiayi's face to be turned to one side, and the corner of his mouth cracked.

His ferocious facial features quickly returned to their original appearance, and he still looked very handsome.

"Doctor Yuan, can you keep quiet while I'm talking? We have to be—polite—"

Yuan Jiayi coughed, and the blood foam that choked into his throat was vomited out of the corner of his mouth, he gasped lightly, lowered his head and stopped looking at Bo Shenrong.

Bo Shenrong pinched his face and messed up his black hair, "This is how you behave."

He wasn't worried at all that Bo Shenyan would still be able to intervene.

Such a stunner can completely belong to him, and no matter how he fiddles with it, there is no way to escape from this place full of his influence.

Yuan Jiayi broke away from his hand.

Being touched wantonly by such a pervert, he felt that his soul became dirty and disgusting.

With a "snap", Yuan Jiayi's head tilted to the side again, blood slowly overflowed from his nose, dripped on the ground, shattered into countless invisible blood droplets and splashed everywhere.

Bo Shenrong withdrew his hand that fell on Yuan Jiayi's face, and looked at him with pain in his heart.

"Tsk," he turned his head and looked at the mercenary, pointed at Yuan Jiayi at him, and shook his head in disappointment, "why did you become so disobedient all of a sudden?"

The mercenaries could only understand English and Burmese. Seeing Bo Shenrong's dissatisfied expression, they thought they were asking them to kill Yuan Jiayi, so they quickly pulled out the guns from their waists, pointed at Yuan Jiayi and were about to shoot.

"Hey, hey, hey, nonono, Nomistakes, Justkidding, Justkidding."

Bo Shenrong was speechless to these reckless men who only knew how to draw their guns without thinking, so he hurriedly waved his hand to signal them to put down their guns.

He also wanted to exchange the life of Yuan Jiayi's trump card with Bo Shenyan for something.

But the mercenary's bullet was already loaded, and if he didn't fire this shot, he would feel uncomfortable.

What's more, looking at Yuan Jiayi's cold and ascetic standard oriental face, they were also tickled, and couldn't help but want to scare him, to see what this beautiful man looked like with a frightened expression.

After having a plan, he smiled at the other mercenary, raised his hand and pointed the muzzle of the gun out of the window, and fired with a "bang".

Yuan Jiayi was really terrified.

Bo Shenrong was also taken aback, but he, who was used to hearing the gunshots, did not express his emotions. Instead, he glanced sideways at the man and nodded as if approving him.

"Ok."

"haha."

The man who finished shooting was proudly showing off his courage to his companions. Unexpectedly, in the next second, Bo Shenrong pulled out the Colt M2000 from the drawer, quickly opened the safety, loaded it, and raised his finger to pull the trigger.

The bullet instantly entered the chest of the man who was still laughing.

He froze for a moment, and there was a hemoptysis sound from his throat. As the blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, his strong body fell to the ground without a sound.

The jaw was hooked up again, this time it was Bo Shenrong's finger.

Yuan Jiayi only felt the cold touch, and he subconsciously thought of some kind of disgusting cold-blooded reptile with bright colors.

"The face looks so pretty, but I don't know how it tastes..."

Bo Shenrong's words made Yuan Jiayi feel even more like falling into an ice cave on the basis of the cold all over his body.

What is he going to do.

Yuan Jiayi gripped the back of the chair tightly behind him, full of panic.

After living for more than 20 years, he has only now realized that the dangers of the human heart are so elusive.

Bo Shenrong said something in Burmese, then took a look at the magazine, then pushed it in again, pointing at Yuan Jiayi with the muzzle of the gun, and signaled the remaining trembling mercenary to do something.

Yuan Jiayi couldn't understand Burmese, and he couldn't even recognize that it was Burmese. After being startled, he could only resist the mercenary with eyes full of anger, but was slapped hard again, and he let his head down weakly. At the mercy of.

Bo Shenrong answered the phone, went outside and spoke a sentence that Yuan Jiayi couldn't understand, and the mixed English couldn't make out the point.

He was lying on the bed with his hands and feet tied, honestly waiting for death to come, and he never stopped missing Yuan Xi in his heart.

Zhou Yunxin knew that he had saved a lot of money for Yuan Xi, and with her character and personality, she would never abandon Yuan Xi. Although it might bring her a lot of trouble in her future life, but the matter was over, he stayed There is nothing to do here, only to pray to God to bless Yuan Xi to grow up safely.

And Wenger, he should go to him when he is done with work, and when he finds himself missing, he will also help bring up Yuan Xi.

As for Bo Shenyan...

Yuan Jiayi calmly closed his eyes.

Forget it... In the next life...

He sneered and said good materialism.

There was a rustling sound of dragon dragons coming from the iron window above his head.

Yuan Jiayi slightly opened his eyes and looked over. Before he could see clearly, his eyes and mouth were held down by two big hands that smelled of blood.

"Jiajia, we are going home."

The author has something to say: Damn it, Jinjiang can’t recognize the Burmese language that I used to translate from Baidu to pretend.

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