"Still so tough when death is knocking at your door!"
In Mo Cheng's hand was also a pistol, its dark muzzle aimed directly at Qin Heng's head as he sneered, "Son of Qin Fa, the CEO of Daqin Group, crown prince of Wanyi Group, Grand Young Master! Qin Heng, you've hidden your true self quite deep!"
After returning, he had mobilized the Mo family's resources to investigate Qin Heng's identity. Although the Mo's consortium was not able to dig up any high-level information, they managed to uncover Qin Heng's surface identity. After all, too many people were paying attention to a company at the level of Daqin Group.
"Too much nonsense," Qin Heng lay on the bed, speaking indifferently. "Previously, you didn't attempt to kill me, so I didn't kill you either. After all, I am quite a reasonable person."
"So, what you're saying is, if I attempt to kill you now, then you'll try to kill me?" Mo Cheng laughed coldly. "Where did you get such courage and confidence? We have four guns here!"
