Little Dragon Cub is not a scumbag

In the presidential suite of the Antstar five-star hotel, after a burst of crackling, an angry voice sounded: "Let me out!"

Motu stood at the door and signaled the people next to him to open the door.

After the door was opened, the first thing that came into view was the shattered porcelain on the floor, and some small pieces of furniture lying on the ground. Moving up the line of sight was the young man's red eyes and angry face.

Motu paused for a moment, walked around the debris and walked towards the boy.

On the way, he looked at the table next to him. The food on it had not been touched at all.

Mo Tu lowered his eyebrows, walked up to Chen Jiong and bowed respectfully: "Little Prince."

The soldiers guarding the room withdrew from the room, leaving space for the two of them.

The young man was obviously furious, his eyes were slightly red, his chest heaved up and down, like an angry little beast: "Motu, how dare you put me under house arrest?"

Motu glanced greedily at the person in front of him before he lowered his head: "Motu is just to protect your safety."

Chen Jiong was very anxious. He didn't know where Kelier was being held, and he didn't know if Motu had done anything to Kelier.

He now desperately wants to know if Kylier is safe.

"Stop doing this with me, I want to see him."

The 'he' knew each other well.

However, without even thinking about it, Motu refused directly: "You can't see him."

Chen Jiong was extremely angry, his eyes seemed to breathe fire, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why?"

"Because you are in a hostile relationship."

"The battle hasn't been fought yet."

"very soon."

Chen Jiong laughed angrily, and looked at the man with his head bowed respectfully in front of him with cold eyes: "Mo Tu, do you really think I can't deal with you?"

The hand hanging by the side was held weakly, and there was already a trace of flame in the palm of the hand. At this moment, Chen Jiong wanted to subdue Motu without hesitation.

But no, he knew Motu's nature well, even if he threatened his life, Motu would not compromise.

And without Motu's order, these soldiers would not listen to him.

Motu's answer was still the same unwavering words: "Don't dare."

Chen Jiong could only retract the flame first, clamoring to try to suppress the man in front of him with his power and status.

"I want to talk to my father!

"Your Majesty is busy."

"Where is my brother?"

"The eldest prince asks you to be alone and calm down."

Listening to his own words, Chen Jiong was trembling with anger: "What do you want to do?"

"The little prince has spent enough time playing outside, so naturally he will meet Long Xing to complete our unsuccessful engagement ceremony."

Although Chen Jiong didn't like Motu before, he still regarded him as a hero, but now he only hates him.

He didn't know why the other party brought up the engagement again, so he frowned and said, "I think my attitude is very obvious."

He has escaped from marriage, can't Motu see that he is unwilling to get engaged?

And with Motu's current status, why should he be obsessed with getting engaged to him?

"I don't care." Motu lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but his tone was calm, as if he really didn't care whether Chen Jiong liked him or not.

"But I don't like you."

"Emotions can be cultivated."

Chen Jiong just felt that he was playing the piano against the cow, and it didn't make any sense at all. He changed the subject irritably: "How do you want to deal with Kylier?"

"Obey the prince's orders."

How to deal with it, Motu had already thought about it the day the little prince ran away, but he would not tell Chen Jiong about it.

"Are you sure you kidnapped Kylier, my brother knows?"

"That's nature"

Chen Jiong took a deep breath, with a strong condemnation on his expression: "Motu, if the war can be avoided, and what you have done today is the sinner who involved Long Xing in the war!"

The two stood facing each other, and the residue and debris were scattered there, messy everywhere.

Although he said he didn't care, Motu still felt very uncomfortable.

He had more conversations with the little prince today than ever before.

It's just that the owner who caused the conversation was another man.

"The little prince never thought about it. Maybe Kelier knew your identity a long time ago? Could it be that he approached you for other purposes?" He speculated about Kelier with the greatest malice.

After all, how can it be easy for someone who can defeat himself?

Chen Jiong shook his head decisively: "He won't."

"No? People's hearts are the most unpredictable." Motu sneered, and his heart was inexplicably angry. Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, he bowed and left the room without saying anything.

When he reached the door, he turned his head: "One little prince can rest assured that Kelier will be safe and sound until he reaches Dragon Star."

Afterwards, Motu walked out of the room.

In the corridor outside the door, Motu's expression became unpredictable: "Go to the warehouse!"

In the room, Chen Jiong's expression also changed the moment the door closed.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Chen Jiong called out the flame and quietly opened the door.

He is the only fire dragon in the Dragon Clan, almost the nemesis of all water dragons.

Except for Motu, those soldiers dare not be his opponents.

The door opened slowly. After Chen Jiong knocked out the guarding soldiers in the corridor, he watched the elevator reach the third basement level before turning around and heading for the stairs.

Kylier was locked in a small warehouse on the third basement floor of the hotel. Because there was no ventilation, the air in the corridor of the warehouse was dull and oppressive.

The warehouse door where Kylier was held was made of thick metal doors, and there were iron chains that shielded his mental power from the door.

Mo Tu motioned for the man to open the iron gate.

After the iron chain rattled, the warehouse door opened with a "squeak".

Motu bent down and walked in through the slightly short warehouse door.

The warehouse is not big, but it is very clean, only one table, one chair and one bed.

Because there are white walls on all sides, the warehouse is even more stuffy.

When Motu came in, he saw Kelier lazily leaning against the head of the bed.

Seeing him coming in, Kylier just slightly raised his eyelids.

Motu stood still beside the bed, looking condescendingly at the person leaning on the bed.

He shook his head in disappointment: "Unexpectedly, the dignified prince of the empire would commit danger alone because of the love of his son and daughter. In vain, I still regard you as an opponent."

The invincible human prince Kelier, who was rumored by outsiders, was nothing more than that.

Motu has always believed that a man should put his career first and the country first when he is in his position.Love and love are just life adjustments in leisure time.

In his heart, Kelier's current behavior is no longer worthy of being his opponent.

He even felt that the reason why he lost to the opponent at the beginning was only because he was too careless and underestimated the enemy.

Motu couldn't help but look contemptuously at Kelier.

The man leaning on the bed pulled up the corner of his mouth and gave a chuckle. He lazily rolled his eyelids and didn't pay any attention to Motu's words.

Kylier bent his slender long legs casually, with a leisurely look, as if he was visiting as a guest, without the slightest awareness of being a prisoner.

He was obviously looking down at the other party, but Motu inexplicably felt that he was not overwhelming Kelier in terms of momentum. He paused and pulled the only stool next to him, and sat on it: "Now that it is in my hands, you are not afraid?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows and asked back: "What are you afraid of? You will kill me? If you kill me, you will always be my defeat."

The words touched Motu's sore spot, he clenched his fists, his face became ugly, but he soon realized that his emotions could not follow the other party, and he eased down again.

He took a deep breath and said, "You're right, I really won't kill you, but what I want is to completely destroy you."

In front of the entire human race, destroy this person's will, trample on his dignity, make him and his army lose their fighting spirit and never be able to hold their heads up, and then defeat him openly.

Just thinking about it, Motu was trembling with excitement.

"It's up to you?" Kelier sneered and gave Motu a disdainful look.

Kelier straightened up, looked at Motu with provocative eyes, and warned him word by word: "Motu, from the day you plot against the little prince and deal with me, you are neither qualified nor worthy to be my opponent gone."

Motu was startled, Kelier actually knew?

But he quickly stabilized himself, even if he knew what was the use, wasn't he still in his hands?

Motu smiled arrogantly: "No matter what you say, you will eventually be defeated by me, and the little prince will only belong to me."

"I'm afraid I can't do what General Motu wants. I, Kelier, want both victory and the little prince." Kelier narrowed his eyes sharply like an eagle. Big Cheap also raised his eyebrows and added, "The latter may have had many twists and turns in the past... But now that I've been arrested by you, the situation is different."

Motu's heart jumped up, and his heart began to feel uneasy. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"you guess?"

Motu was startled, his eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly understood what the other party meant.

Kylier knew that Atam knew him, but he didn't control him, allowing Atam to inform him.

He clearly did it on purpose!

Kylier had known for a long time that his weight in the little prince's heart was not as important as Long Xing's, so he planned to be caught deliberately, put himself in a passive and weak state, and let the balance in the little prince's heart tilt in his direction.

He is adding chips!

Motu shook his head, his face was full of disbelief after the shock, his eyes seemed to be looking at a lunatic: "You actually treat the entire human planet as a bargaining chip? Are you afraid that you will fall short and the whole army will be wiped out?"

The uneasiness in Motu's heart grew bigger and bigger like a snowball, and panic occupied his heart.

Did the other party come prepared?But he got the news that Kelier took only a few people with him when he left the empire.

Thinking of this, Motu controlled his heartbeat to convince himself that the words just now must have been Kelier's bluff after he was desperate.

right!It must be so.

He cursed viciously: "Do you think you can get the little prince's heart like this? He will forget you after you have been dead for ten, twenty, or fifty years."

Kelier shook his head and looked pitifully: "General Motu, you are so inferior that you are pitiful."

"Shut up!" These words were like a ignited firecracker, erupting Motu's anger and guilty conscience.

He stood up from his chair almost instantly like a cock with a fried hair.

His face was flushed with anger, and he clenched his fists, the muscles in his arms tensed and his sleeves tensed.

Kelly continued to add fuel to the flames and broke his psychological defense: "You want to defeat me, but you don't have the confidence, so you despicably use the little prince to deal with me, trying to kill my fighting spirit, consume my fighting spirit, and finally take advantage of it False entry.

In the end, Kylier opened his lips lightly, and gave a definition: "Small people do it!"

"I told you to shut up!"

Motu furiously punched Kylier in the abdomen.

Because his hands were locked by handcuffs, Kylier couldn't dodge in time, so he could only suffer a few blows.

"Cough..." Kelier bent down, letting the bright red blood flow from the corner of his mouth, he smiled like a victor, "I also want to thank General Motu for sending the little prince to me with your own hands."

The next moment, Motu raised his fist ferociously, and swung it to Kelier's side face.

"I told you to shut up!"

Just when Motu's third fist was about to fall, a familiar exclamation came from beside his ear: "Stop!"

But Kylier had a bright smile on his face at this time, and he whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "The bargaining chip."