Chapter 1213 Holding a gold-encrusted leather whip

Mo Beiyan turned around.

Oh my god, Nannan was so scared that her little body shrank and her little eyes widened. She admitted her mistake and thought it was the owner who came to pick her up...

"Ouch——"

It turned around and wanted to jump down. Mo Beiyan glanced at it and reached out to catch it, "Where did the cat come from? It's so fat."

Nan Nan stared at his handsome face with a pair of blue eyes, and saw an outline that was slightly similar to Mo Nanjue's. The little guy relaxed his vigilance, and in a rare act of meekness, he stretched out his little tongue and licked the back of his hand.

The corners of Mo Beiyan's mouth raised.

boom!

There was another gunshot, and Mo Beiyan suddenly came back from his thoughts. He tucked Nan Nan under his arm, turned around and ran deeper into the jungle.

But the person above was in the light, and he was in the dark. The shaking figure under the telescope was clearly visible. When Mo Beiyan raised his head again, seven helicopters had surrounded him.

The man frowned.

The safety rope was thrown from the helicopter.

The group of people slid down quickly.

Nan Nan huddled in Mo Beiyan's arms, seeming to feel the danger, and rubbed her little head uneasily.

The helicopter in the center slowly landed in the jungle, and a middle-aged man in Tang suit stepped down.

Surrounded by dozens of tall and strong men, all with strong chest muscles and holding gold-encrusted leather whips, they looked well-trained.

Mo Beiyan clenched his fists.

"Young Master," the man in Tang suit spoke in a rich voice, "Madam asked me to invite you back."

"Really?" Mo Beiyan sneered, his burgundy hair full of flamboyance and unruliness, "You have been a lackey for so many years and you still don't feel tired? When are you going to die?"

Xie Yanghua was not angry, and his attitude remained respectful, "Young Master, Madam just wants to see you. You have been out alone for so long, and Madam misses you very much."

"Miss me?" Mo Beiyan reached out and pulled off his tie, his words were extremely sarcastic, "Then does she miss Mo Nanjue? Who does she miss more, me or him?"

Xie Yanghua did not answer, but continued to bend down and said, "Young Master, please come back with us."

Mo Beiyan stretched one hand into his pocket and grasped the small gun he carried with him, "Is it Xu Ping who tipped you off?"

Xie Yanghua raised his head and said, "Young master, you are originally from the Mo family. It is only normal for you to go home."

"You call me young master and still stand and talk to me?" The rules of the Mo family are what Mo Beiyan hates the most.

Xie Yanghua's expression remained unchanged. As soon as the man finished speaking, he softened his knees and knelt down.

His kneeling posture was standard, obviously a habit he had had for many years, "Young Master."

Mo Beiyan sneered coldly, "running dog."

Xie Yanghua completely ignored his words. He stretched his hand towards the back and said, "Young Master, please get on the helicopter."

"I won't go back with you," Mo Beiyan turned around and left, "I have my freedom. If I want to go back, I will of course go back."

"Young Master, if you continue to be so stubborn, we will be rude to you."

Mo Beiyan didn't answer. He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned around and rushed behind!

Xie Yanghua was still kneeling, and when he saw this, he raised his voice and ordered, "Invite the young master to the helicopter!"

Dozens of strong men nodded,

Snapped--

A whip was swung hard, and Mo Beiyan quickly turned to the side. He took out a gun from his pocket, fired several shots at Xie Yanghua!

But the other party was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. He waved the whip in his hand and actually deflected the bullet!

"Oh shit!"

Mo Beiyan cursed in a low voice. He was extremely skilled, on par with Mo Nanjue, but dozens of strong men came over and surrounded him in the center. Everyone was holding a whip. How could he hide?
Chapter completed!