Anlong's people shrank their necks in fear and did not dare to act rashly.
You know, Anlong is not easy to mess with, and Anping is even harder to mess with.
"You dare."
An Long roared angrily, seeing that his son who had been raised by himself actually attacked his own people, he was very angry.
"What am I afraid of?
What you want to do in Vancouver has nothing to do with me, but don't touch my bottom line.
You actually put your hands on my son."
When Anping said the last sentence, he stood up from his chair angrily and pointed at Anlong angrily.
Ma Shaolong waved his hand, and Anping's people took Anlong's people out.
There were some resisters among them, but when Anping's sharp and ruthless eyes swept over them, they were too frightened to move.
Who is Anping?
He is the most ruthless and cold-blooded person in Vancouver.
He's really not a good person.
He is the Black King of Hell in Wen City.
"He is also my grandson."
"I don't have a father like you."
Father and son are at war with each other, and neither one is willing to give in.
"Okay, good job.
If your mother knew that her good son would treat his father like this one day, she would probably be very angry..."
Climbing out of the grave.
Before An Long could finish the last few words, An Ping conjured up a gun as if by magic, and the air bullet passed by An Long's ear, shattering the colorful glass behind An Long and hitting the stone wall directly.
in.
An Long was shocked.
A pair of eyes full of astonishment.
His son actually shot him.
"You are not allowed to mention my mother. From the moment you betrayed her, you have been a heartless scumbag.
You are not worthy to be my father, and you are not worthy to be my mother."
Ma Shaolong, who was behind Anping, looked at his husband's behavior and suddenly remembered that this man had been calmer and calmer than his peers since he was a child.
The environment in which he grew up shaped his achievements and character today.
Before he met Mi Li, he had countless people of the opposite sex around him, but they were all just playing along.
Except for Anna, he has never been gentle to any woman.
But after seeing Mi Li, he became more like a human being. He would smile occasionally and even giggle in a daze.
Since he got MiLi, this man has given all his tenderness to MiLi.
Ma Shaolong thought, this is probably the power of love.
Listening to Anping's words, Anlong was speechless.
He looked at the fierceness in Anping's eyes and couldn't believe that the person in front of him was his son.
He said he was ruthless and unjust.
He actually said that he was heartless and unjust.
An Nian on the side nodded affirmatively in his heart. He felt that An Ping was right, the old man was ruthless and unjust.
How could he do this to someone's newborn child?
An Nian knew very well in his heart that although his mother and her mother lived in this garden, her mother was apparently the mistress of the house, but in fact her mother lived a life without status or distinction.
Although he is the eldest young master of the An family, only he understands that in An Long's eyes, he is an ignorant waste.
Anlong's eyes will never fall on him.
He is just ruthless and looks down on the two of them.
"You, you rebellious son, how dare you say such treasonous words."
An Long raised his hand angrily and wanted to slap Anping, but Anping stared at Anlong with a half-smile.
"What? Do you still want to hit me?
Let me tell you An Long, my son has nothing to do today. If he has any trouble, I will ask you to bury him with him.
If you had the ability, you wouldn't wander back and forth between two women for the sake of profit. If you hurt both of them, you would still be here with dignity.
I look down on you, you are so despicable and shameless that you would not even spare a newborn child."
Every word Anping spoke seemed to be like a sharp dagger piercing into Anlong's heart.
Knife after knife, knife after knife, cutting in important parts.
Bai Weiwei was shocked. She had been wronged for so many years, and no one had ever said that Anlong hurt her, but Anping was the first to say so.
She suddenly felt that Anping was right.
An Nian's facial expression paused for a moment, then returned to normal in the next second, watching the tit-for-tat confrontation between father and son in front of him as if watching a play.
"You, you are my son, how could I harm him?
What's so good about that woman?
You were trained by me, and your destiny is destined to inherit the An family's property. I have done so much, don't you understand my painstaking efforts at all?"
An Long covered his aching heart, looking very strenuous.
"Don't hurt my family in the name of doing good for me.
In your eyes, I am just a tool.
In my eyes, you are a heinous liar.
Everything my mother owns, not even the size of a fingernail, will be left to you without any charity from you.
Let me tell you, that woman has been crippled by me. Take care of your hands and don't stretch them too far. The bullets in my gun don't have eyes. If you hurt someone, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Anping finished speaking word by word and took back the gun in his hand.
On the other side, Wu Hao and Jiang Chen carried their children into the car and sent a dozen people to surround the car before finding Anping.
Wu Hao walked to Anping and said in a low voice: "The young master has been taken out safely."
Anping nodded and glanced coldly at the place where the screams were coming from outside the yard.
The people in Anping did not remove the arms of the group of people, but beat them severely.
They all have their own masters, Anping has instructions, just don't hurt the vital parts.
"After today, there will be no relationship between us. For the sake of your surname, An, I will let you go."
After Anping finished speaking, he turned around without any regret.
"Wu Hao, tell Mr. An that in the future, as long as it is a cooperation order with Mr. An, no matter how much it costs, you will get it back to me. Anlong and I are incompatible with each other.
Let the word go, anyone who wants to cooperate with An Long is my enemy."
"Yes, sir."
When An Long behind him heard An Ping's words, his soles softened and he staggered back two steps.
They, father and son, finally met each other at war.
Anping left resolutely, without any nostalgia for this huge house.
His longing for his mother also remained in his childhood memories.
Here, it has nothing to do with him anymore.
Anlong underestimated Anping's abilities and also underestimated his ruthlessness.
Even if you beat him to death, you won't believe that Anping pointed a gun at his head.
An Long looked at Anping's disappearing figure and suddenly laughed.
His whole life's efforts and hard work were wasted like this, completely wasted, not a drop was left.
Bai Weiwei, who was hiding behind her, had already burst into tears.
Anping actually didn't hate her.
Anping walked out of An's house and quickly got into the car.
In the dark night, eight taels of black Santara were driving rapidly on the highway.
In the car, Anping carefully held the sleeping baby in his arms, his eyes red.
Son, do you know that for you, he actually pointed a gun at his father?
He smiled bitterly.
If he didn't do this, how could he be afraid?
How can I let him know that you, mother and son, are sacred and inviolable in my heart?