Just then, a creaking sound!

A Mercedes-Benz and three BMWs were parked next to it.

Seven or eight rich second-generations got out of the car with baseball bats.

Chen Mo just now walked over with a sneer, "Mr. Xue, I thought you were hiding, but I didn't expect you to be afraid of death."

"Kneel down!"

Chen Mo pointed at Xue Haotian's head with a stick and said in a singular way: "I beat me at Starbucks, and snatched my fiancée away. Today I will break your legs!"

Xue Haotian's eyes were cold. Thinking back then, these rich second-generations were just a pug beside him, and everyone was respectful to him.

The family is in decline, so these cats and dogs dare to threaten him?

"Your marriage to Mu Qing will be dissolved from now on."

Xue Haotian said indifferently: "She was my woman before, and in the future, no one is qualified to marry her except me."

"Ha ha!"

These rich second-generations burst into laughter.

Suddenly, a thin man swung a stick and hit him in the head.

Xue Haotian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he suddenly took action. With a slap, the stick was pinched off by him.

At the same time, the fist fell on the thin man's ribs, and four or five of them broke.

"It hurts so much!"

The thin man rolled around the ground, screaming in pain.

Chen Mo roared, and as soon as he raised the stick, Xue Haotian kicked him in the stomach with a slam.

"ah!"

Chen Mo let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"You won't die, you can only eat liquid food in the future."

Xue Haotian grabbed Chen Mo's hair and said coldly and ruthlessly: "At that time, your father was just a dog raised by my Xue family. If you steal my Xue family's things, I will take them all back today!"

When the Chen family embezzled his family's property, the Chen family took the initiative to make suggestions and made great contributions.

Xue Haotian will never let this father and son go!

...

On the other side!

Chen Jianbing was holding his fifty birthday party in Shangri-La at this time.

Many friends in the circle are here today.

The hall was full of well-dressed elites.

Chen Jianbing was surrounded by a group of people, with red faces and full of energy.

Two months ago, he won a project worth hundreds of millions of yuan and had a relationship with Mr. Zhao of Beicheng Group.

From then on, there will be an upper-class family in the North City.

That's his Chen family!

"Mr. Chen, congratulations, I heard that your son will get married in seven days."

"The bride is beautiful?"

"Ha ha."

Chen Jianbing laughed, "My son Chen Mo is very outstanding. After getting married, I plan to hand over the company to him to take care of it."

"At that time, please take care of your juniors."

"It's getting late, why haven't that kid come yet? I'll call."

Chen Jianbing took out his cell phone, and a waiter walked in with a gift box, saying that it was given to him.

Just when Chen Jianbing was confused, his son's cell phone ringtone rang inside the box.

Chen Jianbing opened the box with trembling hands.

The next moment, Chen Jianbing's face changed drastically and his heart trembled.

There is a finger and a cell phone inside the box, which belongs to his son Chen Mo!

"Who did it!"

Chen Jianbing roared wildly.

Suddenly, the crowd exclaimed.

The crowd looked at him and saw a man walking towards him, burly, walking in a dragon and a tiger.

He is like the god of death walking in the darkness.

The chandelier on the top of the head cannot clearly reflect the other person's facial features.

From outside the door to the middle, it is only a dozen steps away.

But the other party walked out of the aura of the same as the desire to ascend the throne.

"It's him."

"That waste is back."

"Who is he?"

"You don't know this person, the son of the richest man in Beicheng."

"A rich second generation who causes trouble and only plays with internet celebrities."

"Damn, isn't he dead?"

Amid the discussion, Xue Haotian came to the spotlight.

His cold face and cold eyes made everyone breathe tightly.

"Chen Jianbing, long time no see."

Xue Haotian's tone was plain, "Congratulations on your fiftieth birthday. Are I still satisfied with the gift I gave?"

"It's you! It's you who did it!"

Chen Jianbing was trembling with anger. He didn't expect that his son's finger was cut by this waste.

Xue Haotian's smile gradually became cold, "Is there something wrong with my family back then? Was you the first to betray all the company's confidential information and sell it to your competitors?"

Chen Jianbing laughed angrily and said, "So what if I did it? Once your father dies, the Xue Group has no leader. Naturally, I have to find a new backer."

"The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and I am protecting myself if I do this."

"How did you do to my son!"

Chen Jianbing stared at him: "If you dare to hurt his hair, I will let you die without a burial place!"

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