Chapter 1786: The third son is pretending to be a deserter again

As if something was broken,

"Say."

Brothers for so many years, some things have long formed a tacit understanding.

Xuan Ye didn't speak anymore, still breathing steadily, but it became very heavy and heavy between the ups and downs.

Suddenly, the entire cramped carriage seemed to be invaded by a rare deep winter, and the coolness in the air was biting, as if it had penetrated into the blood.

……

A word, coming from the other end of the phone very clearly, was like a poisonous snake, more cruel than the group of poisonous snakes and snakes in the Laotian rainforest, and he bit hard and deeply in his heart.

The whole body trembled violently.

The hand holding the mobile phone even clenched to the back of the hand, as if the mobile phone was about to be pinched and exploded in the next second.

The silence on both ends of the phone became more and more cold.

Until the heavy breathing on the phone suddenly stopped, Xuan Ye raised his hand and pinched the slightly frowning eyebrows, and the tired look in his cold eyes like a black abyss became heavier.

After waiting for so many years, when it finally came to the end, he still felt a little embarrassed, his eyes were a little impatient, and his thin lips were slightly opened,

"If you're going to talk to me ......"

"Ye Dada, you're done talking about things in Lebanon, call me when you go to Houston!" At the moment when Xuan Ye opened his mouth to speak, the incomparably cheerful voice was directly interrupted.

The coquettish tone of the grinning can be heard clearly, and you can imagine how dog-legged and flattering that coquettish goblin face is.

Xuan Ye's face suddenly froze, and he was not at all pleased by the shouting on the phone, but his frowning brows were deeper and tighter, a little ...... Startled.

The third son of the little ......

……

Xuan Fei is still taking care of his own broken thoughts,

"I was in charge of Houston, I was deeply despised by my family when I was on the island before, and I have to redeem my dignity and heroic image as the godfather of the mafia."

If he was ordinary, he would definitely be able to purse the corners of his mouth when he heard the little third son chattering so lively.

"That's all you want to tell me?" Xuan Ye's throat moved violently, and the tone between the openings was gloomy as frost.

Xuan Fei nodded his head like garlic through the phone,

"Well, the little brother is at the mercy of the gods, always ready!"

"You ......" Xuan Ye was stunned again, and suddenly, he didn't know what to say, let alone what the person on the phone was thinking.

He also thought that the third son would make it clear to him, that is, the most straightforward...... Refuse.

No, I didn't think it was, but in fact Xuan Fei planned to do so, when he said that he had something to say to him, but why did he suddenly change his words?

……

Suddenly, an unprecedented sense of powerlessness slowly welled up in his chest, striking all his imperial arrogance, even ...... Embarrassed, frustrated.

The third son pretended to be a deserter again.

Xuan Ye's heart was suffocated, as if he was clenched by an invisible devil's claw, he pursed the corners of his mouth, smiled bitterly, and let the coolness in the corners of his eyes spread.

"Brother......" The man on the phone shouted weakly again.

Just like when he carried his back on his back and shouted at him with his head against his shoulder socket, he was like a boy who had not grown up and was spoiled and wanted to be hurt.

Xuan Ye tilted his head, and the corner of his eyes swept out of the window of the car that had stopped, and the gorgeous neon mansion looked particularly dazzling in this city full of turmoil.

For a moment, his eyes lit up.

"Say it again."