Chapter 226 The Untamed and the Trial

When it comes to Huanyu International, not only Hong Kong, but also the mainland and even the world are well-known. Its business has covered food, clothing and several well-known cosmetics brands in terms of finance. Within 30 years, it has become an internationally renowned multinational company.

And the one who established this imperial enterprise is Jiang Wenyu, who is 47 years old this year.

The air in the ward seemed to be frozen, and the man's narrow phoenix eyes couldn't see what emotion was flashing. After a long time, he heard a slightly hoarse voice: "He won't remember that he has a son at all."

"On the contrary, that man has been thinking about you. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive, at least it would never be intact like this.

Bingling looked at the silent expression of the sick man and then said, "If I guess correctly, Jiang Wenyu should have known it as soon as you arrive in Hong Kong. All our actions should also be under his control.

When Gu Junmo heard the words, he sneered softly, as if he was disdainful and self-deprecating: "How can he, as a businessman, interfere in this kind of thing?"

When Bing Ling heard the words, he suddenly stopped talking and just stared at him quietly. Gu Junmo's throat choked slightly, and it's also true that he can't convince himself of this statement. In order to get rid of the person who tried to dig out his existence, the man held many lives in his hand. Such a man will definitely raise a group of outlaws in the dark.

Gu Junmo heard the words, and the smile on his lips became more and more sarcastic.

Cold, fierce and ruthless, this has always been the outside world's evaluation of that man. And he even expected such a father to appear beside their mother at the moment when his weak mother was critically ill.

After all, he is too naive.

However, at this time, a light cough came from the room, and Mu Lianhua scratched her hair with an awkward look: "Well, everyone is confused. I stood up and said a fair word."

His inexplicable words successfully attracted Gu Junmo, "Well, the predecessor of the Black Flag Club is a group of thimbanners raised by Jiang Wenyu."

Mu Lian said while staring at the man's gray and unpredictable eyes, and then said, "Well, that's all about my father's generation. Otherwise, why do you think Black Flag will make friends with so many upper-class people? Where can he get huge funds to maintain its operation? Arms trading is a guise of excitement and fun. A long time ago, one of the most important tasks of my father's generation was to protect you 24 hours a day and eliminate all the instability around you.

“......”

"It's useless for you to stare at me like this. It's true. Those media tried their best to dig out the evidence of your existence. At that time, Huanyu Company was not as large as it is now, but it was at the stage of attracting a few enemies. If your existence is known by Jiang Wenyu's competitors, they may have done something crazy. Jiang Wenyu made this plan to protect the safety of you and your mother.

This is a last resort before becoming an oligarch.

But this has been the truth for so many years. How can he accept it for a while?

Mu Lianhua's mouth was a little dry. She picked up a glass of water on the table and poured it down. Then she recovered and then said, "It was also Jiang Wenyu who secretly let go to the mainland. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for a child like you to run to the mainland. You see, as soon as you arrive in Hong Kong, I will be ordered to assist you. Of course, compared with a big man who comes into direct contact with you, of course, it is less suspicious to contact with a beauty.

Mu Lianhua spoke with integrity, but under Bing Ling's sharp eyes, she still opened her eyes.

Well, he admitted that he was indeed selfish when he chose to contact with a beauty. But he is regarded as cannon fodder as an assist, okay? He is so handsome that he is so handsome that he can't be cannon fodder for others?

Thinking of this, Mu Meiren suddenly felt a little wronged, and her dark green eyes flashed with water, and she wanted to cry...

It's a pity...

No one paid attention to him in the room.

Anger, hatred, resentment, or shock, consternment, sarcasm...

Gu Junmo didn't know how to treat that man for a moment.

He gently closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes trembled gently with the surging mood.

At this moment, a pair of cold hands slowly held his hand. When he opened his eyes in surprise, he saw the clear pupils, which instantly grabbed the chaos in his heart.

"I wouldn't be here without him."

"He saved me, and I owe him a favor."

Gu Junmo forced himself to closed his eyes and not look into those eyes, and the smile on his lips became more and more bitter: "So, in order to return other people's feelings, you have to convince me?" Have you ever thought about my position?

She squeezed her lips and silently held his hand, but she didn't mean to let go.

Because of holding the gun for a long time, her hand had a cocoon in the tiger's mouth and fingers. When she held him tightly, it unexpectedly made him shake slightly, as if he directly held his heart.

Obviously, he is the most irresistable person, but he does not stand in his position.

"Let me calm down."

The deep voice is very plain, even a little bitter.

And the hands were gently released as he requested.

The door of the ward was opened and then closed, and the room was so quiet that the dust stopped floating.

The man opened his narrow phoenix eyes, which were struggling and painful.

......

Mu Lianhua looked at the slender woman and gently closed the door, narrowed her eyes and came up with a smile, but the seriousness of her eyes did not make the smile appear in her eyes.

"Why didn't you tell him what Jiang Wenyu couldn't do?"

"There is no need to force him to give in by this means."

Mu Lianhua raised her eyebrows and looked at her expression mixed with narrowness: "I thought you were 'forced' enough. Tut, it's really pitiful."

When Bing Ling heard the words, her face immediately darkened and stared at the people in front of her coldly.

Seeing the beauty's anger, Mu Lianhua immediately changed the topic: "But what about your own thing? I don't know how long your body will last, and you still pretend to be okay in front of him. Now he explains that he may take the initiative to make up with Jiang Wenyu, and then there is a reason to use the resources of Huanyu Group to find a way to save you.

Looking at the increasingly ugly look of the person in front of him, Mu Lian nodded like a flower: "Ah, I understand. Are you afraid that saying it will affect his own judgment?"

Bingling was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with the man in front of him. He passed by coldly, but heard the man behind him talking to himself: "He thought that when you sank to the bottom of the sea with the cold-faced Rasha, you broke into the Eagle Mouth Gang base camp alone to eliminate an organization of thousands of people with one person. At that time, I thought he must be crazy. But after that, I thought about it carefully. It was actually his strength. Compared with being drunk or numb and muddle-headed at home, he thought rationally and chose the most difficult and the way he felt he should choose. It's also because it's too difficult that it looks like a lifeless madness at first glance.

The slender figure paused slightly when he heard the words, but did not stop.

"Killing the poisonous scorpion, you have no right to help him choose. What's more, that man is stronger than you think.

......

On the other side, in the torture room of the imperial capital, the blindfolded man lazily leaned on the back of the chair tied to him, with electrodes connected to the back of the chair. As soon as he made an out of line, he would trigger the electrode.

However, even if his eyes are blindfolded, the breath from the man's body still makes him feel like a dormant beast, emitting a dangerous breath.

There were footsteps, two people, a man and a woman.

The door was opened, and the woman's charming face appeared in the room, followed by a tall man, sword eyebrows and star eyes, carved deep and sexy facial features, especially Chen Mo's dyed pupils, sharp and compelling.

"You are Brother Xuan." Ye Zhiyu said first, but he didn't say a question, "Do you know who I am?"

The air pressure in the room made people almost breathless, but the man hooked the corners of his lips, smiled seven points evil and dangerously, and his voice was seductive and melancholy: "I guess you are a damn person."

The man's words made the man standing behind Ye Zhiyu's eyes sink suddenly, adding a little murderous intention.

The person concerned is relatively relaxed and still has no hurry: "You tried your best to kill me. Not only did you succeed, but you tried to kill Ah Xun, but you also failed."

Ye Zhiyu's words made the smile on the corners of the man's lips freeze for a moment, and then his voice showed a little strange: "A Xun is not dead yet?"

For the unexpected change of the other party, Ye Zhiyu frowned slightly, but without waiting for her to speak, the man with his hands and feet suddenly looked up and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it's really a fateful operation." The man smiled and sighed. What he said was regret, but his tone rubbed into the imperceptible viciousness: "This is fate. I originally wanted him to be free before the onset of illness, and I didn't have to suffer those sins. Who knows that you have done superfluous things."

"You really know about Ah Xun's body."

The man laughed and said softly, "Of course I know! I know everything about the master!"

Ye Zhiyu frowned slightly when he heard the words, "You mean Walker?"

"Don't waste each other's time. You won't get any information about the owner from me! Besides, I have completed my mission--" There is hysterical determination in the man's tone--

"Damn, the big white goose will knock him out!"

Ye Zhiyu's reaction was already fast, but it was still a little slower. Although Qu Xiangtian took action, the moment the man lost consciousness and tilted his head, the scarlet blood on the corners of his mouth had dripped along his jaw.

Ye Zhiyu said reluctantly and frowned, "He bit his tongue and called the doctor."