Chapter 869 Why Did You Come Down? !

"I've heard of stealing gold and silver, but I've never heard of stealing ashes?! Why... could it be that you had a crush on my brother-in-law?!"

When Cen Mo learned that Lu Xiangsi was dead abroad and started to deal with the Jiang family, he quietly took Lu Xiangsi's ashes from the cemetery and took them with him, just like he had promised Lu Xiangsi.

Less than three days after taking out Lu Xiangsi's ashes, Cen Mo couldn't bear the separation of Lu Xiangsi and Jiang Ming'an after his death. Thinking that Jiang Ming'an and Lu Xiangsi were once deeply in love, he reluctantly took Jiang Ming'an's ashes with him.

When Cen Mo was doing these things, Fu Huaian was far abroad and didn't know about it.

Therefore, what Fu Huaian and his group went to worship all these years... was actually an empty tomb.

The man raised his head with difficulty, one eye swollen like a walnut and covered with blue. He grinned at Cen Mo, blood dripped from between his lips and teeth. His Adam's apple twitched, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "My status is too low, I want to This is the only way to see you... I originally wanted to steal your sister's ashes, but who knew... I stole your brother-in-law's, what a surprise."

Cen Mo tapped his fingers on the back of the sofa, blew out a smoke ring, and moved the cigarette from the corner of his lips: "Tell me why you want to see me!"

"A Zhan, the assistant to Mr. Droney, the chairman of the American Droney Company, sent me a message saying that Mr. Droney is controlled by Mr. Moral's people. I hope you can help... those business lines you want in the future. It’s all for you! It will also give you a big gift!”

After the man finished speaking, he looked at Cen Mo with a smile on his lips, as if the broken bones and blood shed on his body were nothing, and there was great glory and wealth waiting for him ahead...

When Cen Mo heard this with his eyes half-closed, he leaned his whole back on the sofa and took a puff of cigarette with an indifferent expression: "If Mr. Moral... really controls the head of the Deloni family, why should I believe... You said that A Zhan next to Mr. Droni sent you a message?! Who knows...whether this is a trap."

"Azhan and I are cousins! We have separate ways of contacting each other! He has a satellite phone, and after careful consideration, he only dares to contact me, whom he trusts most, and asks me to find a way to see you, but he wants to see you It’s too difficult! So I have to alert your sister! If you don’t believe me, you can wait until three in the morning. Azhan and I have made an appointment...According to Moroccan time, he will contact me at three in the morning. You can Tell A Zhan in person!"

In the room that smelled strongly of blood, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the man's blood falling to the ground.

Cen Mo lit the cigarette ashes, and the scarlet fingertips flickered on and off in the darkness, just like Cen Mo's deep, bottomless eyes at this moment.

Even Saihand, who was standing aside, couldn't figure out what Cen Mo was thinking. He looked at Cen Mo in this strangely quiet environment, waiting for Cen Mo's instructions.

"Lock him up first and find a doctor to see him. Don't let him die. We'll wait until we get the call today!" After Cen Mo finished speaking slowly, before Saihand could take action, he asked in a leisurely manner. , “Where are my brother-in-law’s ashes?!”

The beaten and bloody man seemed to be relieved, and his tone relaxed, with a smile: "I'm sorry, your brother-in-law's ashes are placed on the roof of the building where I was arrested, with ventilation on the right side. Take charge."

Cen Mo exhaled white mist, and after it dissipated, Cen Mo's angular and cold facial features were revealed. He said, "As for you stealing my brother-in-law's ashes..."

Cen Mo's slow magnetic voice inexplicably sent chills down the spine of the man kneeling on the ground. He raised his head and looked at Cen Mo with blurred vision, waiting for Cen Mo's next words...

I saw Cen Mo squinting his eyes and scanning the man who was still kneeling with blood all over his body, and said: "Just pluck out his fingers and toes one by one to atone for his sins!"

"Mr. Cen!" The man kneeling on the ground suddenly became excited. He struggled to get up but was pushed back by Cen Mo's people.

"Mr. Cen, you can't do this to me!" He looked at Cen Mo with his eyes, "I bring you this news. Even if I stole your brother-in-law's ashes, it was just to see you in person! I am your and Mr. Drone’s contact! You can’t do this to me!”

"I... have always made my merits clear!" Cen Mo stubbed out the cigarette butts with his toes and stood up, "Gong is merit, fault is fault! If everyone wants to see me steal my brother-in-law's ashes, it will be disturbing. If my sister and my brother-in-law can’t live in peace, wouldn’t it be chaos!”

Cen Mo looked towards Saihande, who nodded and ordered his men to take action...

Cen Mo stared at the man's frightened expression, straightened his sleeves slowly and said, "Let him see clearly how his fingers and toes are missing, and don't let him faint!"

"Don't worry, sir!" Saihande nodded.

Cen Mo walked out of the basement. As soon as the door opened, the man's hysterical screams echoed throughout the basement.

"Mr. Cen! You can't do this to me! I am your matchmaker, and I have brought you such a big business, no! No! Ah..."

A blood-curdling scream rushed out from the opened iron door of the basement. Song Yao, who was standing outside the door, took a step back. She was so frightened by the scream that she lost her footing and almost fell down.

Cen Mo didn't expect Song Yao to be outside the basement door. He closed the basement door quietly, blocking out the hair-raising sounds inside. He glanced at the two bodyguards guarding the door and asked Song Yao: "Why are you down?!"

"I woke up suddenly and didn't see you. I heard... I heard you were down there and I came to find you!" Song Yao clenched her fists tightly. The smell of blood wafting out of them was so disgusting that she turned pale.

Song Yao was just a girl who had lived in a stable and harmonious world for more than 20 years. Even though she knew that Cen Mo's identity was extraordinary, she also thought that Cen Mo's body was covered in blood. But there was still a difference between imagining it and actually seeing it.

"Let's go! I'll go up with you. From now on... don't come down to the basement!" Cen Mo supported Song Yao.

The smell of blood on Cen Mo's body was very unbearable for a pregnant woman who was sensitive to smells. Song Yao frowned and gently held Cen Mo's arm to distance the two people.

Cen Mo's dark eyes glanced at Song Yao's little hand pushing away his arm, his facial features were like clouds, and even the two bodyguards guarding the door of the basement felt that the surrounding air suddenly became a bit colder.

Song Yao also noticed that the air was so cold that it turned frosty. Song Yao endured the nauseating feeling coming from her stomach. She pinched Cen Mo's arm with her small hands, pointed at her stomach, and complained with a look on her face: "Hurry up and get up." Let’s take a shower and change some clothes. The baby can’t smell blood, so you’re going to mess with me!”

The second update is coming!