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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1692

Decades ago, there was a titled master who avenged the murder of his wife, massacred the entire city, and killed hundreds of thousands of people for his wife.
In the end, it provoked the country’s high-level anger and sent troops to suppress it.
But in the end, they were all overwhelmed by the title powerhouse, almost swept away.
He succumbed to a country that he had beaten all his life, and the country’s top officials apologized and asked for peace, and took the initiative to send the murderer.
From then on, the power of the titled master horrified the entire world.
However, Wu Weitao naturally didn’t know these things.
He only thought that Ye Fan was just talking nonsense.
Therefore, facing Ye Fan’s words, Wu Weitao also sneered.
“is it?”
“Since you are so confident, then you try.”
“Look at your fist is hard, or my bullet is better!”
Wow~
When Wu Weitao gave the order, the bullets were loaded, and countless lines of fire were gushing out, the door of the Shanshui Hall was suddenly pushed open.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of accompanying bodyguards poured in like a tide.
After they entered, they stood on both sides.
Like a courtier, with full of respect and respect, waiting for the arrival of the monarch!
Phoo~
Outside the hall, there was a strong wind.
In this way, in the cold wind, a spirited old man, with majesty and arrogance, accompanied by several people, stepped on the steps and quietly appeared in front of everyone.
“This…this is…”
“Who’s here?”
Seeing the people, everyone was surprised.
Until Wu Weitao shouted out.
“Mo… Old Mo?”
what?
“Old Mo?”
“Could it be that he is the Patriarch of the Mo Family, Mo Wuji?”
When everyone heard the sound, their old faces changed color.
Wu Weitao couldn’t take care of Ye Fan anymore, and hurriedly led someone to greet him respectfully:
“Haha~”
“Old Mo, you have finally arrived.”
“Wei Tao has been waiting for you for a long time for a banquet here.”
Wu Weitao smiled again and again.
The old man in the suit nodded: “Well, Xiao Wu, I’ve been interested. I haven’t seen you for many years, and you can now be on one side, alone. It’s not in vain, my appreciation for you.”
“By the way, what about Shanshan, let her come over and see me.”
“This~” Hearing this, Wu Weitao’s eyes twitched, and his face suddenly became ugly.
“What’s wrong, could something happen?” Mo Wuji frowned.
“Big…uncle, save…save me…”
“Uncle, give me revenge…”
Mo Shanshan, who was kicked to a coma by Ye Fan, was awake at some unknown time.
As if seeing Mo Wuji’s arrival, Mo Shanshan raised her hand hard, her weak voice kept calling.
“what?”
“Shanshan, what’s wrong with you?”
“Who hurt like this?” Mo Wuji was shocked immediately, and ran over to check Mo Shanshan’s injuries.
Seeing the dying Mo Shanshan, Mo Wuji was full of anger in his chest, but still faced Pinghu.
He turned his head and stared at Wu Weitao with Binghan’s gaze: “Huh, Wu Weitao, it seems that I am mistaken.”
“If you don’t sweep a house, why sweep the world!”
“A woman can’t protect him, how do you protect the people of this city?”
“I…” Wu Weitao was frightened, his old face pale suddenly.
He immediately explained in panic: “Old Mo, I’m sorry, it’s because I didn’t protect Miss Mo well.”
“However, I have caught the mob.”
“I promise that I will be severely punished and I will give Miss Mo a satisfactory explanation!”

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