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Chapter 1692 If you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world?

Decades ago, a titled Grandmaster had slaughtered the whole city to avenge his wife's murder and let hundreds of thousands of people bury his wife for his death.

In the end, the country's top leaders were furious and dispatched troops to suppress it.

But in the end, all of them were overwhelmed by the strong man with the title, almost swept.

He surrendered with one person, a country that he fought against, and the country's top officials apologized and sued the murderer.

That is, from then on, the power of the titled Grandmaster terrified the entire world.

However, Wu Weitao naturally didn't know about these things.

He only thought that Ye Fan was just talking nonsense.

Therefore, when faced with Ye Fan's words, Wu Weitao laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah?"

"Since you are so confident, then you can try it."

"Look at whether your fists are hard or my bullets are better!"

Wow~

Wu Weitao immediately gave the order and loaded the bullets and countless fire lines were about to be fired, the gate of the Shanshui Guild Hall was suddenly pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of accompanying bodyguards rushed in like a tide.

After they entered, they stood on both sides.

It is like a minister, waiting for the monarch to come with full of respect and respect!

Huh ~

Outside the hall, there was a strong wind surging.

In this way, in the cold wind, an old man with great energy appeared quietly in front of everyone with majesty and arrogance, accompanied by several people.

"This...this is..."

"Who is here?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the visitor.

Until Wu Weitao shouted out.

"Mo...Old Mo?"

What?

"Old Mo?"

"Can he be the head of the Mo family, Mo Wuji?"

When everyone heard the sound, their old faces changed color.

Wu Weitao didn't care about Ye Fan anymore, so he quickly brought the people to meet him, and greeted him respectfully:

“Haha~”

"Mr. Mo, you have finally arrived."

"Wei Tao has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Weitao smiled repeatedly.

The old man in the suit nodded: "Well, Xiao Wu, I'm determined. I haven't seen you for many years, and now you can be alone in one side. It's not in vain that year, I appreciate you."

"By the way, what about Shanshan, let her come and see me."

"This~" Hearing this, Wu Weitao's eyes twitched, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"What's wrong? Could something happened?" Mo Wuji frowned.

"Big...Uncle, save...Save me..."

'"Uncle, avenge me..."

Mo Shanshan, who was kicked into coma by Ye Fan, had woken up at some point.

As if seeing Mo Wuji's arrival, Mo Shanshan raised her hand with great efforts, and her weak voice kept calling.

"What?"

"Shanshan, what's wrong with you?"

"Who made the injury like this?" Mo Wuji was shocked and hurriedly ran over to check Mo Shanshan's injuries.

Seeing the dying Mo Shanshan, Mo Wuji was filled with anger, but his face was still as bright as a lake.

He turned his head and stared at Wu Weitao with a cold look: "Hmph, Wu Weitao, it seems that I have misunderstood."

"How can you wipe out the world if you don't sweep a house!"

"Even a woman can't protect her, how can you protect the people of this city?"

"I..." Wu Weitao was so scared that his old face suddenly turned pale.

He immediately explained in panic: "Old Mo, I'm sorry, it's because I don't protect Miss Mo."

"But I've caught that thug."
Chapter completed!
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