Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

"That's not what I mean, Daddy, don't catch my bad words." Xia Baobei said with a smile, reaching out to hug Tang Yebai's arm affectionately, "I love Daddy the most."

"Nonsense, you love your mommy the most."

Xia Baobao quickly and decisively betrayed Xia Chenxi, "Mummy said, I was raised by her shit and piss. You haven't changed a single diaper. I can't love you more than I love her."

Tang Yebai gritted his teeth, his words were very Xia Chenxi style, only she would educate her son like this.

The atmosphere was finally relaxed, and Baby Xia secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he was very calm on the face, he was really afraid that Tang Yebai would leave him at the door and not care about anything. From then on, he would treat him as an enemy, which made him cautious just now. .

"Such a large amount of ammunition is gone from your hands, can you handle it? Will Long Si and Lu Zhen make trouble for you?" Tang Yebai asked.

Baby Xia chuckled, and couldn't help complaining, "Daddy, you are so hypocritical, why didn't you think I would be in trouble when you robbed me of the ammunition just now, and now you are worrying about being bombed, you are too hypocritical, too hypocritical .”

Tang Yebai put one hand behind his head, "Shut up!"

Xia Baobei laughed, and Tang Yebai suddenly remembered the stupid thing he did a while ago, asking him to steal information from the trump card organization.

His son laughed so weirdly that he didn't notice it.

It turned out that he asked his son to attack the offensive and defensive system he designed himself.

It's so stupid.

No wonder the son's cheeks twitched when he laughed.

This bastard boy.

"Don't worry, if a batch of munitions is gone, they will be gone. Long Si and Lu Zhen won't say anything." Xia Baobao said, "It doesn't matter if the munitions are bombed if the technology hasn't flowed out."

Tang Yebai snorted coldly, "So generous?"

Arms worth 180 billion US dollars just disappeared, no one blames Baby Xia?

Xia Baobei smiled faintly, "The rumors about Long Si and Lu Zhen from the outside world are not credible. Daddy, although they are not good people in the traditional sense, they are definitely bloody men. I like them very much."

"Don't laugh so hard, bloody man?" Tang Yebai sneered, "Lu Zhen..."

"Just to make a statement, Lu Zhen is not a normal person, we can ignore it." Xia Baobei suddenly thought of Lu Zhen, and hurriedly explained that he knew what Tang Yebai wanted to say from his toes.

Baby Xia suddenly looked at Tang Yebai seriously, "Daddy, let's talk."

Tang Yebai looked at Xia Baobao, not treating Xia Tian as a child for the first time.

"Talk about what?"

"The issue of the Tang Sect and the trump card organization." Xia Baobao said, "We all have the right to speak, so let's talk about it."

"Say it!" Tang Yebai wanted to see what Baby Xia was going to say.

"Daddy, in fact... the Tang Sect is not involved in the arms business, and it has nothing to do with us. We are purely engaged in arms." Xia Baobei is open and honest, and does not intend to hide it, "Drugs, counterfeit money, cultural relics smuggling, diamond smuggling, We're not involved at all."

"We are arms dealers, leading the arms black market, researching and developing the latest weapons, ranging from motherships to small bullets, all of which are our markets. The Tang Sect is different, you are at best middlemen."

"The Ace Organization has already dominated more than half of the arms trade in the black market. We provide one-stop services and do not need international gangs. In three years, the entire arms market in North America and Europe will be monopolized by us."