After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 709 The young master of the underworld, Mo Han

The Mobang has been living here since the founding of the gang. The buildings here already have some history. Of course, they cannot be called the splendor of the golden walls. It's been a long time, but it was inhabited after all, and it was painted later, so it doesn't have an ancient flavor.

Go through the corridor to the living room.

The living room is well lit, even without turning on the lights, the light is bright enough. A young man sits on a square-shaped chair. The pure black is like the cold aura emanating from his body, which is noble and unattainable, like a prince who is born out of dust, so beautiful.

Compared with the incomparably handsome Leng Yichen, he is not inferior at all.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he slightly raised his eyes to look at Leng Yichen, his eyes were as sharp as torches.

Leng Yichen also looked at him coldly, without saying a word, but the air-conditioning radiating from his body became colder and colder.

He knew this man, the young master of the underworld, Mo Han.

He rarely walks on the road, so not many people know him.

He has always kept a low profile and hardly cared about the affairs of the gang. If he hadn't met him by accident, he might not have recognized him.

Mo Han put down the teapot in his hand, waved his hand lightly, his voice was as cold as his own, "sit down."

Leng Yichen didn't sit down, but waved to the bodyguard behind him.

The bodyguard hurriedly escorted the two gangsters up, pushed them, and the two gangsters knelt on the ground, not daring to look at him with their heads down.

Mo Han glanced at the two men on the ground, then looked at Leng Yichen again, his voice was as indifferent as water, "What does this mean?"

Hearing his words, Leng Yichen curled his lips and sneered, "I should ask you this question, my Leng family and your Mo Gang have always been in harmony with each other, but your Mo Gang has repeatedly ordered others to kill my wife , what is your intention?"

Mo Han frowned slightly, what did he mean by that, did he think he sent someone to kill Ruo'an?

He didn't know these two people, so why did he instigate it, and he wouldn't hurt Joan if he hurt anyone, Joan was his.
But he knows that Leng Yichen is not the kind of person who makes trouble, if there is no reason for the incident, he would never rush to the door today to make a fuss.

He stood up, walked in front of Leng Yichen in a few steps, and finally stopped. The two of them stood like this, almost equal in height, appearance, and imposing manner, "I don't understand What are you talking about, why should I order others to kill your wife?"

Leng Yichen jokingly said, "You should ask yourself this question."

Knowing that he might have misunderstood, Mo Han slightly pursed his thin lips, and explained lightly, "I don't know them, and they are not members of the Mo Gang."

If this matter was not related to Ruo'an, he would never bother to give any explanation.

Seeing that he did not give up until the Yellow River, Leng Yichen sneered coldly, walked up to the gangsters kneeling on the ground, knelt down, grabbed one of the gangsters by the collar, stared sharply, and asked sharply, "Say, who is it?" Instructed you to kill Joan?"

The gangster was shaking like a sieve, and his face was as pale as paper. Under his terrifying gaze, he confessed everything, "It was the people from the Black Gang who instructed us."

After getting the answer, Leng Yichen pushed him, then stood up and looked at Mo Han, "What else do you have to say?"

(End of this chapter)