Chapter 626: Do You Know How Many Years Attempted Murder Gets

Mo Tingshen’s eyes turned cold, “What did you call her?”

Mo Li held his breath in his mouth, feeling uncomfortably full.

The feeling of wanting to exert authority but not daring to retort at all was truly terrible.

“I warned you earlier, not to touch her, but you wouldn’t listen—”

Mo Tingshen, with a cigarette in his mouth, took out a small handgun, slightly tilted his head, his dark gaze downward, pressed the gun body against his chin, and cocked it.

His voice was icy cold, “I spared you once three years ago, but it seems you haven’t learned your lesson.”

Suddenly, Mo Li stood up, subconsciously wanting to escape, but he couldn’t muster any strength in his body, and just as he stood up, he heavily fell back into the chair.

“Mo Tingshen, what do you want to do, I’m your father, you, you dare!”

“Bang!”

Just one shot.

It pierced through Mo Li’s left knee.

The pain followed, and the agony made Mo Li scream in panic.

“Mo Tingshen!”

“Bang!”

The right knee was similarly pierced through.

The man, with a cigarette between his lips, his expression undisturbed, pressed his thin lips against the cigarette forcefully, took a puff, and the smoke from his mouth slowly merged with the white smoke from the gun’s muzzle into a single line.

Mo Tingshen showed no mercy, firing several shots in succession, crippling Mo Li’s legs.

On the last shot, he pulled the trigger and suddenly heard a dry fire.

He emotionlessly tossed the gun beside Mo Li’s feet; the light grey carpet soaked up several pools of blood, following this trail of blood, one could clearly see the fresh blood flowing from the lower legs of Mo Li’s trousers.

His legs still had feeling, shaking uncontrollably.

Mo Li’s face shifted from red to white, his face covered with sweat, his eyes full of shock, unable to believe that Mo Tingshen would actually lay hands on him directly, beyond that, was almost overwhelming anger.

“Mo Tingshen, I am your father!

How can you attack me without fearing public condemnation!”

“Condemnation?”

Mo Tingshen sneered, “Dad, you’ve grown old, it’s time you enjoyed some peace at home.”

“What do you mean?”

Mo Tingshen glanced at him, then turned and walked away.

“You come back here!

Clarify what you mean!

What does it mean you spared me once three years ago, what does enjoying peace mean, you dare kill me too!

I want to contact journalists to expose you!

For a woman, you dare touch me, don’t you know how many years attempted murder can get, I will not let you go!”

No matter how Mo Li screamed, veins bursting on his neck, pain becoming unbearable, he was completely panicked, his eyes fixedly staring at Mo Tingshen, not receiving any response to any of his words.

He was finished, for the rest of his life, Mo Tingshen would confine him here to die.

“Do you hear me, you beast!

Monstrosity!”

Mo Tingshen didn’t even turn his head, and walked directly into the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet and rinsed his hands under the running water to clean off the blood stains.

Three years ago, it wasn’t a lapse, nor was it a moment of pity; he had gone abroad, finding some traces of Chu Yao’s biological parents, even if only the faintest clues, he had flown there personally.

He couldn’t persuade Chu Yao out of prison, but surely someone could.

Mo Li’s movements in the country, he knew perfectly well and chose to ignore them, allowing Mo Li to think he had found a loophole, thinking he had struck back at Mo Tingshen by allying with journalists.

In fact, Mo Tingshen simply didn’t care.

Aside from Chu Yao, he cared for no one else.

After her release from prison, Mo Tingshen brought her back to the Mo Family, considering it a repayment for the Mo Family’s over a decade of care, whether she would recognize this family or even him afterward, he truly had no expectations.

As for Mo Li, before he died, he could only be trapped here, even in death, he could only die quietly.