This is entirely to see Ye Gushen’s reaction.

"Bah!" Lin Shang spat a mouthful of blood onto Ye Gushen, "What do you think you are! Daring to hit my boss, even if I die, my boss will never become yours! They will never follow your orders! Dream on!"

Ye Gushen was spat upon with blood and grabbed the braid of the person next to him, striking Lin Shang’s body with force, "What do you think you are, falling into our hands and still swaggering around! How dare you spit at me!"

Lin Shang, hold on, I’ll definitely find a way to rescue you out!

Boss, it’s good enough to see you, it’s worth it even if I die!

The conversation in their eyes is understood by no one but them!

"Bah!" Lin Shang disdainfully continued to spit blood, "My regret is not going to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but dying here, if you have the guts let me go, I’ll ensure you all are completely wiped out!"

Ye Gushen coldly, "Tough talk!"

A whip fell.

Mo Qianchi didn’t blink while watching the two men in front.

"If you don’t let me speak, I insist on speaking, what are you compared to the countless patriots of Mo Yan Country, you don’t deserve to be wild..."

The ruthless whip fell on Lin Shang’s already broken body, leaving streaks of blood marks, even the whip was soaked with blood strands.

"Enough! Stop hitting!" Mo Qianchi suddenly spoke up, holding a cigar between his fingers.

Ye Gushen threw away the whip, "Looking at you now, you’re only one breath away from death!"

"I just..." Lin Shang’s head was dizzy, and the figures in front of him blurred, "Even if only one breath remains, I won’t let you scoundrels succeed..."

"Everyone should speak less, maybe this Brother Lin will see the light and think joining us might not be bad, then we’d be even stronger!" Mo Qianchi stood up.

"Bah, have a look at what you are, I’d rather die than assist in your evil deeds!"

Mo Qianchi hummed angrily, walked up to Lin Shang, and pressed the cigar directly onto his left cheek.

"Ah..."

Lin Shang screamed heart-wrenchingly.

Ye Gushen’s dark eyes grew colder, standing tall.

"Ungrateful thing!" Mo Qianchi tossed the cigarette butt, "Keep hitting him, just don’t kill him!"

"Yes!"

"Come out with me!" Mo Qianchi was speaking to Ye Gushen.

Ye Gushen looked at the burn on Lin Shang’s left cheek, if not treated timely, a scar would definitely remain.

Right now, there’s no way to help Lin Shang, following Mo Qianchi to leave.

Outside on the sofa, Mo Qianchi, still furious, Huo Mingyue stood behind him, rubbing his shoulders.

"Why get angry! For a small Vanguard Officer, as I said, why not capture both, Lin Shang is just one, isn’t there Feng Li? Capture them both and they will be ours! That was once the best in Mo Yan Country crafted by Ye, who knows if it’s true!"

"Feng Li stays, hasn’t appeared, no need to capture!" Mo Qianchi still hadn’t calmed down, his chest heaving violently.

His gaze fixed on Ye Gushen, "What do you think?"

"Mr. Mo’s intentions, I dare not speculate." Ye Gushen said solemnly.

"What can’t be said! I’m telling you to speak! But if you say wrongly, you will be punished!"

"Even if the commander isn’t there, they have their beliefs, defending the country, the leaders changed, but people below aren’t mindless! Might scatter and gain nothing!"

"So you mean to just let him go? Coming to my territory, who knows what he’s plotting! Letting him go, I’m unwilling!"

"Keep him locked up, Mr. Mo, offend them!"

"I’m not afraid!" Mo Qianchi was very angry now!

"Sir, don’t get mad, don’t get mad, be careful of your hypertension!" Huo Mingyue gently soothed Mo Qianchi’s chest.