A man's knees are made of gold

Qin Qian, who was lying on the bed, looked at Fu Yaoting, who was sitting on the sofa, with a tense expression. Tai Ruo said naturally, "Brother Yaoting, don't be so nervous. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Fu Yaoting heard the voice, turned around and looked at her with a low smile, "Qianqian, this should be said the other way around. I see you can't even beat me, let alone those specially trained outside."

Qin Qian instantly became energetic after hearing this, quickly ran to him, and then stared at him with eyes wide open, "Brother Yaoting, I... I can't beat you now, but I am smart."

"Okay, you are smart."

"Brother Yaoting, why hasn't he come back yet? Is he in danger?" Qin Qian walked to the window and looked. It was dark at this moment. Why hasn't he come back yet? Is he in danger?

Fu Yaoting stood outside the window at some point and saw that the guards were tight below. The hand holding the phone gradually tightened, and when he was about to turn it on.

The door suddenly opened, and Mo Cheng walked in in a mess. He looked around and found that they were at the window. He ran over quickly and looked at them nervously. "We have to leave here now. I can't explain so much now. Take your things and leave quickly."

After Mo Cheng finished speaking, he picked up Qin Qian, who was confused, with one hand and walked out. Seeing this, Fu Yaoting followed him closely with Qin Qian's schoolbag on his back.

Qin Qian, who was being held at this moment, looked at the dozens of people who were knocked down on the floor, and sighed in his heart: I didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Just as they wanted to walk out of the hall, a group of people came towards them, pointing guns at them one by one.

"Mo Cheng, run, why don't you run?" Wang Yang, who was standing in front, looked at Mo Cheng who was retreating step by step, and smiled sinisterly.

When he retreated to the middle of the hall, Mo Cheng put Qin Qian behind him and touched her head. Qin Qian, who had never seen such a scene, was frightened to be honest, and her small body trembled slightly.

Fu Yaoting, who was next to her, walked up to her, gently hugged her shoulders and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Qin Qian listened and nodded, forcing herself to calm down. Who was she? She was Qin Yinjiu's daughter, and she must not be afraid.

"Wang Yang, come to me if you have anything, let them go." Mo Cheng patted his sleeves lightly, looked up at the man who was only one meter away from him, and smiled calmly.

"What if I say no?" Wang Yang seemed to be frightened after hearing this, took back the gun and blew it at his mouth, then pointed it at him again and said coldly.

"How about this, considering that we are brothers in the past, I may give you a chance." Wang Yang said, sitting on the large sofa, then looked at him, and continued, "Knock three times for me, I will let them go, otherwise..."

Wang Yang said and pointed the gun in the direction of Fu Yaoting and Qin Qian.

Mo Cheng saw this and stepped forward to block them, clenched his fists tightly, and took a step forward, preparing to kneel down.

His hand was tightly held by a small hand, and Qin Qian looked at him with bright eyes, and said seriously, "Brother, you can't kneel. A man's knees are made of gold, and he kneels to the sky, the earth, and his parents, but he can't kneel to someone with such a dirty heart."

Mo Cheng looked at him in disbelief. I didn't expect such a young child to say this.

"Little kid, do you believe that I will kill you immediately?" Wang Yang heard it, his eyes seemed to be on fire, he stood up suddenly, and pointed the gun at him.

Fu Yaoting, who was next to him, saw this, opened his hands and stood in front of Qin Qian, looked at Wang Yang coldly, and said fiercely, "You dare."

"Oh, another one is here to die. Very interesting." Wang Yang looked at the three people in front of him, one big and two small, and sneered faintly.

But I don't want to have a long night of dreams, Mo Cheng, you must die today. Wang Yang thought, his eyes turned cold, and when he suddenly pointed the gun at Mo Cheng and pulled the trigger, with a bang, the gun in his hand was thrown into a corner in the distance.

I saw another group of people coming to the door, and the middle-aged man in the lead slowly walked in, sat on the main seat, and glanced around. I saw that everyone around respectfully bowed and shouted "head" loudly

"Ayang, how can you point a gun at your own people?" The middle-aged man's voice sounded like a scolding.

Wang Yang, who reacted, said unwillingly, "Godfather, you are too partial. Besides, Mo Cheng is no longer Xie Tai's man now."

"Forget it, forget it. Ayang, let them go." The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the voice fell, the people at the door quickly separated and made way.

Mo Cheng listened, looked at the middle-aged man gratefully, and was about to pick up Qin Qian. The middle-aged man walked to Qin Qian, squatted down, put a black card in Qin Qian's hand, and smiled kindly, "Little kid, this is yours."

"Thank you, Grandpa, it's mine." Qin Qian looked at the kind-faced middle-aged man in front of her and blinked and smiled.

The middle-aged man heard it and felt that the little kid was really polite. He approached Qin Qian's ear, whispered a word, then touched her face and smiled.

The middle-aged man stood up, then turned around, and seemed reluctant to say, "Mo Cheng, you guys hurry up."

"Godfather, goodbye." Mo Cheng said, bowed deeply to him, then held Qin Qian in one hand, and took Fu Yaoting with the other hand and strode out.

Seeing this, Wang Yang grabbed the gun from the person next to him and ran out anxiously. With a sound, the scene of the bullet hitting the ground in front of him stopped him.

"Ayang, come back." The middle-aged man held a gun and warned him coldly behind him.

Wang Yang could only watch Mo Cheng drive away. His heart was filled with resentment, and he closed his eyes, then turned around and opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Godfather, why are you always so partial? We are both with you at the same time. So many years have passed, why are you still so partial to him?" Wang Yang said, pointing the gun at him.

"What? Do you still want to rebel?" The middle-aged man saw this and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Hehe" Wang Yang smiled, and then made a look at his men.

Gunshots rang out in the hall in an instant, and there was panic and fighting.

At this time, someone shouted "Head" in grief.

Mo Cheng, who was about to leave the manor gate, also heard it from a distance. His eyes were red in an instant, and tears flowed down involuntarily. His right hand hit the steering wheel hard, and he murmured "Godfather" sadly. Wang Yang, I'm not done with you.

Fu Yaoting and Qin Qian also heard the gunshots. It seemed that there must be a fierce battle inside. Qin Qian looked at Mo Cheng worriedly. Just as she was about to speak, Fu Yaoting next to her covered her mouth with his hand and shook his head at her.

Qin Qian nodded to show that she understood, and then released her hand from her mouth.