Sister, you miss me

Mo Lin was surprised when he received a call from Tequila.

The boy was carrying a wine bottle in one hand and a bag of venison in the other, preparing to gluttonous in front of Ivan.

"Tequila, what are you doing!"

Of course Mo Lin didn't have a good temper. His father gave all the inheritance to this lady. Can his eldest son be in a good mood?

Had it not been for the old man to come back from the dead, he would have the heart to kill.

"Father wants you to go home, immediately, immediately."

Tequila heard no response, only heard the sound of the wine bottle falling, frowned and hung up.

Mo Lin looked at all this, dumbfounded.

The guards outside are fine, but Ivan is lying in the corner of the wall with blood and blood.

If it's just that, that's all.

The problem is that Ivan had only broken one leg. Now, the other leg and both arms are strangely twisted.

The bridge of his nose collapsed, and an eyeball hung out of his eye socket.

Bloody, miserable, unbearable.

With the powerful impact of vision and smell, Mo Lin finally couldn't help it, vomiting, and vomited out a large piece of venison that he could not chew and swallowed.

After vomiting, I was afraid.

The old man is still alive. Although Ivan has committed an unforgivable mistake, it is not a test for himself to leave it to himself.

Mo Lin had thought about it a long time ago, that is, let Yifan taste the pain of flesh and blood, and tortured Yifan with his body and mind, but never thought of completely abolishing him.

Now, Ivan is completely abolished.

As if hearing the movement, Ivan's only eye opened, and there was a palpable crimson inside.

He struggled to sit up, staring at Mo Lin coldly.

Mo Lin couldn't bear it, and fell to the ground.

"Molin, brother, you are so cruel, why don't you just kill me!"

"I didn't...not me!"

Mo Lin used his hands and feet to escape, and Ivan was hysterically behind him: "Mo Lin, I won't let you be a ghost."

Mo Lin held his head with both hands, "How could this be, how could this be?"

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Where are the people, are they all dead?"

Two big black men walked in touching their necks: "Your Excellency, what's your order?"

"Say, what did you do?"

With red eyes, Mo Lin stepped forward with punches and kicks.

The black guy is a professional bodyguard, tall and big, but he dare not fight back.

Although Mo Lin is also a big five and three thick, but because of his wine, his body has been shorted too much, so his fists and feet cannot cause any substantial damage to the bodyguard.

However, the two big men looked at each other, with doubts in their eyes.

Although Mo Lin couldn't put the mud on the wall, he seldom lost his way.

When Mo Lin finished venting, one of them asked, "Your Excellency, what's wrong with you?"

"It's all good deeds you did, ask me?"

Another big guy looked ignorant: "Sir, we don't understand what you mean."

Mo Lin rushed up and grabbed one of the collars: "It's obviously you, but who else is beside you. You want to kill me and ask, did the second one bought you!"

"Sir, what happened, can you make it clear?"

Hearing the two voices in unison, Mo Lin was stunned, frowning, "Go and see Ivan."

The two walked to the door, looked inside, and couldn't help taking a step back.

In any case, Yifan's family is the biological flesh and blood of the godfather. With their eyelids lowered, they turned into such a look, and I can't shirk the blame.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

"How could this be?"

A big man stroked his neck subconsciously.

The other one did the same.

Finally, the two suddenly realized.

"Mr."

"Your Mightiness."

"It's really not us."

"We were just assaulted and passed out."

The two rushed to explain, and at the same time, let Mo Lin look at the dredged neck.

There was not all lard in Morin's head, and the smell slowly eased.

"Framed, conspiracy."

Mo Lin said, the two guards nodded frequently.

"Where is my phone?" Merlinza started, "Help me find it quickly."

The two big men didn't go far, and the phone rang again.

The big man found the phone, picked it up and looked at it, his face changed drastically: "Sir, it's your father."

Mo Lin buzzed his head and almost didn't stop, but he bit his head and connected the phone.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Why don't you answer Xiaolan's call?"

There was majesty in the old William's voice.

"Father, I am guilty."

Mo Lin immediately explained: "I am not optimistic about my younger brother, but I really didn't make a big deal."

"The explanation is of no value. You did disappoint me, but let's come back!"

"father……"

Old William hung up, and there was a busy tone in Mo Lin's receiver.

Mo Lin was holding the phone, shaking involuntarily.

"Mr."

"Your Mightiness."

Mo Lin suddenly raised his head and stared at the two with a pair of bright red eyes, "If I receive any punishment, you know the consequences."

After speaking, strode out.

The two big men hurriedly followed to perform their duties as bodyguards, but they were stopped by Mo Lin.

"Ivan still has a sigh of relief. If he doesn't know anything else, please prepare for fun!"

Mo Lin got on the Lamborghini, and just about to leave, the phone rang again.

It's still Tequila's phone, or old William's voice.

"Boss, what do you care about most now?"

Old William asked lightly.

"Father, I was wrong, please punish."

"Molin, I am so disappointed in you."

"Father, why?"

"You are just worried that I will punish you, but Ivan is still not your brother. As the elder brother, haven't you thought about sending him to the hospital?"

"father……"

"Stop talking, come back."

The phone was cut off, and the car started by Mo Lin hadn't left yet. A helicopter appeared overhead with a red cross painted on its fuselage, which was obviously equipment from a medical unit.

The old man is vigorous and resolute!

Mo Lin regretted it, licking the floor oil, and the Lamborghini roared away.

...

The second floor of the castle, Jill's boudoir.

This girl just took a big sip, and basically vomited it, she was so intoxicated.

The strength of this vodka is evident.

At this moment, under the warm-toned bedside lamp, Jill's blushing blushed, unable to sleep soundly, and tugged at the chest of the dress with his hands, revealing two swelling whites.

Jill looks pretty good, but her character Yang Feng doesn't like it very much, so now she regrets volunteering.

Why did you help her?Wouldn't it take advantage of this girl to be drunk and not awake to charge some interest first?

Although Yang Feng cares about a woman's appearance, the inside is equally important.

No disease groaned-Yang Feng still pressed his left hand on the opponent's chest.

Yes, it's the chest.

Take a chest temperature.

The chest is delicate and soft, but the chest has a fever and is very hot.

In the next moment, Yang Feng grabbed Jill's wrist and entered with an inward energy.

Not long after, Jill opened his eyes, clutching his belly to get out of bed.

Yang Feng didn't stop him, his method was to hangover through excretion.

However, Jill staggered a bit and almost fell several times.

Yang Feng's masterful, righteous and gentleman manner involuntarily demonstrated, stepped forward to support Jill.

Jill glanced at him and hung the weight of his entire body directly on Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was speechless and sent him to the bathroom door.

"People don't have any strength at all, can you help them in?"

Jill spoke with a full of shyness.

Yang Feng chuckled: "Okay, stop acting, I'll wait for you here."

"People are really..."

"Or I'll wait downstairs."

"Your gentlemanly demeanor is really..."

Jill shook his head disappointedly, and leaned in with the door frame.

Obviously there was no lock-up, and after a short while, I heard the sound of water.

The special sound made Yang Feng's belly burn.

Jill came out with water drops on his cheeks, and the clothes on his chest were soaked, clinging to the flesh. Don't be tempted.

She scratched her head, but Yang Feng turned a blind eye.

"Let's go."

Jill raised a hand like a queen. Unfortunately, Yang Feng would not give her that kind of opportunity. He grabbed her little hand and walked down.

Incomprehensible style.

Jill commented from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but tease, "Yang Feng, you have entered people's room and pulled their hands, but you are responsible for them!"

"How to be responsible?"

Walking on the spiral staircase, Yang Feng asked casually.

"Of course I married someone."

"Is it small?"

"what?"

"Little concubine, serve my wife during the day and serve me at night."

"you're so funny."

In the living room downstairs, seeing Yang Feng and Jill holding hands and talking and laughing, Tequila and Casey looked a little strange.

Jill seemed to feel their gazes, and his hands tightened.

Unfortunately, Yang Feng broke free at this time.

"Jill, I heard you drank too much, are you okay!"

Casey greeted her, she was still a sister, and the apparent affection was still there.

"Sister, it's okay, I just drank a bit fiercely, and besides, the wine was indeed not drunk by humans."

After that, Bai Yang Feng gave Yang Feng a glance: "I blame you, and I don't remind them that they have caused them a lot of hardship, saying, did you do it on purpose."

Yang Feng's reaction was exaggerated, staggering intentionally and rushing down the stairs.

Seven or eight sections of the stairs choked down, and when he stood firm, he looked back and stroked his chest, "Stop talking, I almost rolled down."

Yang Feng is of course acting, and his acting skills are poor.However, his response was enough to show his attitude.

Jill blushed, and again secretly scolded Yang Feng for being lacklustre and incomprehensible.

Old William smiled. He just asked Yang Feng to wake up the drunk Jill, which was a test for him.

Jill's body and face didn't say that many normal men could not resist her temptation, but Yang Feng did it, which made Old William even more admired.

Old William believed that his judgment was correct. His younger brothers and sisters paid more attention to human appearance and soul.

From this point of view, Jill did not fall into Yang Feng's eyes, and only Kathy and Tequila qualified.

"Old man, what do you think?"

Yang Feng's words removed Old William from his random thoughts.

"Oh Nope."

"Drink if not."

Yang Feng poured half of the cup by himself and ate it all in one bite.

Jill has a first-hand experience of this kind of spirits, taking a sip, from the mouth to the esophagus to the stomach, forming a stream of fire.

Also, there seemed to be a hard punch in the stomach.

However, Yang Feng is like drinking cold water, not human!

Seeing Yang Feng dry, Old William looked distressed, "This wine can't be imported."

"Drink this wine, your life will double, so decide for yourself!"

As soon as he said this, several pairs of eyes looked at him.