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Chapter 594 - Chapter 594 : They Actually Called Her Little Millet Cake A Plaything?

Counting over, there were six.

Gu Nian was shocked to see how many people Chu Zhaoyang had called.

Chu Zhaoyang stopped the car in front of the six cars and lowered the window.

He saw the car behind him. The door opened and a man in a black suit got out.

The head of the Chu family generally did not use the tribe easily, and will only use them when there were important matters.

The existence of clan tribes was mostly used for intimidation, but now it finally came in handy, and everyone was quite excited.

"Young Master Chu." The captain saluted Chu Zhaoyang, "I am the captain of the clan's first team, Chu He."

Chu Zhaoyang nodded towards him and asked, "How many people are here?"

"A total of 25 people are here, waiting to be dispatched." Chu He said respectfully and calmly.

Chu Zhaoyang looked at the time and was about to call the old man's driver to ask when the old man would arrive.

The two elders called him just now and said that they would come in person.

At this moment, a black Bentley Mulsanne with a license plate exclusive to the Chu family drove over and slowly stopped in front of his car.

Behind Mu Shang, there were five more cars, brought by the tribe from the old man.

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Good bastard, the window of the car behind Mu Shang was lowered. Chu Han, the captain of the second team, stuck his head out of the car and looked at Chu He.

Good bastard, this was the first time the clan had launched such a large battle.

Chu He: "You are here too?"

Chu Han: "Yes, what a coincidence!"

Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian hurriedly got out of the car. The old man lowered the window and without waiting for them to speak, he said: "Stop saying hello and hurry over. Who knows what stupid things those two bastards will do."

Gu Nian was extremely anxious now. After hearing this, she quickly returned to the car with Chu Zhaoyang.

Thirteen cars drove towards the gate in such a mighty manner.

The security guard was about to come out to stop him, register him, and confirm his identity.

Chu Zhaoyang didn't want to waste time with them. He stepped on the accelerator and broke the parking rod in front, and drove in with a bang.

The cars behind him were able to follow him in unimpeded.

One after another, the cars were pitch black, even the car wraps were pitch black, making it difficult to see what was going on inside the car.

The security guards couldn't stop them even if they wanted to. One car after another drove in like a long queue, going very fast, not caring whether they would hit anyone or not.

The security guards didn't dare to step forward rashly, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

Since Chu Zhaoyang was leading the way, Chu Zhaoyang could not remain calm when he thought that the little guy didn't know where he was taken, or that he might not be here at all.

Even if he acted calmly, it was just to appease Gu Nian.

If even he was confused, Gu Nian would not be able to calm down at all.

Hence, he quickly arrived at the door of Chu Jiahong's villa.

Chu Zhaoyang got out of the car. In the row of cars behind him, the Chu family clan members were well-trained and got out of the car uniformly and lined up.

A group of men in black stood with solemn expressions, which was very scary.

When a vehicle passed by, it could be clearly seen that they made a big circle and drove around the tribe.

Gu Nian had already rushed to the door and rang the doorbell.

The old man and the old lady moved a little slowly, then got out of the car and walked over.

The intercom rang for a while before it was picked up.

Nanny Chen, the nanny of the family, had been reminded by Xiang Yulan in advance. When she saw Gu Nian, she said, "Miss Gu, both Sir and Madam are not at home. Please come back another day."

"Open the door!" Gu Nian said angrily with red eyes.

Nanny Chen would turn off the intercom if she disagreed with her.

At this time, the old man and the old lady came over and said, "We are coming, but you are not going to open the door?"

"Old...Old Mister, Old Madam!" Nanny Chen stammered, so shocked that she felt bad all over.

"Open the door for me right now!" The old man grabbed his crutch and slammed it on the ground.

"Yes, yes." Nanny Chen did not dare to hesitate any longer and hurriedly opened the door.

The old man and the old lady walked a little slower, but Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian had already rushed in first.

The first team led by Chu Zhaoyang followed them in, and the second team called by the old man followed the two old men.

As soon as Nanny Chen opened the door to her house a crack, Chu Zhaoyang raised his long legs and kicked the door shut.

Nanny Chen was kicked away from behind the door and fell to the ground.

Chu Zhaoyang took Gu Nian in without even looking at her.

"Chu Zhaoyang, I've turned against you! What are you going to do?" Chu Jiahong walked out and shouted angrily.

"Where is Little Millet Cake? Where is he!" Gu Nian had no intention of being polite to Chu Jiahong and Xiang Yulan anymore.

"What plaything is this?" Xiang Yulan asked pretending to be surprised.

Gu Nian clenched her fists tightly, she actually... actually called her Little Millet Cake a plaything?

Gu Nian was shaking with anger and tears fell from her eyes.

"Where is my son? Where did you hide him?" Gu Nian asked angrily.

Xiang Yulan sneered and said with disdain, "You guys don't care about your child. What's the matter with you losing your child and coming to us? Don't forget, this morning, you even said I'm not even allowed to touch that child."

"What you mean is that we were useless and lost the child, right!" The old lady and the old man walked in, and the old lady said coldly, "We were useless and lost the Little Millet Cake. However, we also found out who took it away."

"Mom, what do you mean?" Chu Jiahong looked very unhappy.

"Stop standing and search!" The old man waved his hand, and all the people from the clan stepped forward.

"Dad, what are you doing? Are you going to lead people to demolish our house?" Chu Jiahong said angrily.

"Hand over Little Millet Cake!" the old man shouted.

 

 

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