How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1434 Little Pudding, Husband Calls You Home 151 I just need to step by step.

Looking at the direction, it looks like the settlement of the Mu clan.

After all, he still refuses to forget everything that happened to him when he was a child.

Dormant for many years, step by step, he made the entire Mu family live in fear for more than ten years, and now after making them suffer, he is still unwilling to let them go, let go of those people who burned his father to death and drowned his mother The so-called relatives.

It is not difficult to kill a Mu family, but what about after that?

He hated not only the Mu clan, but also the Liang clan.

This battle is probably unavoidable.

In the deadly silence, the black stretched private car moved forward steadily, escorted by a number of escort vehicles at the front and rear.

Not too short a distance, passing by Mu's, but there are already ruins over there.

Obviously passed by here an hour ago, it was still a bustling scene.

Could it be that even the presidential palace has...

She didn't dare to think, and didn't dare to ask, she sat obediently beside her mother and brother, afraid that any willful and reckless behavior would cause trouble for them at such a time.

When the car body was approaching the presidential palace, it stopped suddenly!
At this moment, at such a braking speed, it's hard not to be shocked!
Pudding wanted to take a look at the situation outside, but Qing Xiaomo covered his eyes: "Don't look, don't make a sound..."

Compared with their uneasiness, Liang Mo seemed a little careless from the beginning to the end, and now he just stretched his waist, and suddenly opened the car door: "Wait, I'll go and have a look."

The prince, who has always been fooling around, suddenly speaks in such a serious tone, which is very shocking.

Let her instinctively want to do what he wants.

Qing Xiaomo only cared about Pudding, and by the time he realized it, he had already got out of the car.

The nearly five-meter-wide road was cut off by dozens of neat black military convoys. The man with a noble and lofty profile seemed to have completely ignored the countless threats aimed straight at his chest. He was wearing a black windbreaker and had a handsome face. He was slightly sickly pale, facing the cold wind, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

This is the first time, Liang Mo saw him smoking, cold and evil, as if he was a completely different person.

It was as if a single spark at the fingertips could instantly determine the life and death of countless people.

"Young Master—" the chief guard maintained an absolutely vigilant posture, and reminded him in a low voice: "Don't go there, it's dangerous."

"Is it?"

Liang Mo put his hands in his pockets, squinting a few meters away at the man standing at the front of the crowd.

Dressed in a gentle manner, he seemed to be the Prime Minister of Liangcheng. He neither wore any protective clothing nor carried any dangerous weapons.

Obviously, they didn't come to fight, they came to demand someone.

It can't be seen that a place like Mu's can actually produce a kind of love.

Ignoring so many people's reminders, crossed the warning line calmly, and walked straight to Mu Bufan: "This is the plan to get it if you can, or do it if you don't?"

Thin smoke slowly escaped from the man's lips. Mu Bufan fiddled with the lighter between his fingers, but the crisp voice was not as pleasant as his deep and restrained voice: "I just want to step by step."

Liang Mo raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you take your childhood sweetheart with you?"

The answer to him was still those five concise words: "I only need to take steps."

Ah.

if not?Can he still take this cool city?
It's a little bit too fragile to think of them Liangshi.

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