The robber was wrapped up tightly from head to toe, dressed in pitch black, not to mention that the only visible part, his eyes, appeared very fierce.
He held a dagger in his hand, which under the sunlight could be seen to be extremely sharp and pointed.
Mo Shu's belly was huge; at a glance, it was the size of a woman at full term with a child.
The robber eyed that belly with a fiery greed.
Was that just a belly?
No!
It was a pair of twins!
It was a billion!
As long as he could get these children out and kill this woman, then the Mo Family's billions in property would all belong to Mo Jiantao.
When that time came, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to then take all this property from the fool Mo Jiantao?
The calculations in the robber's mind were clanging loudly, and he glanced at his brothers behind him; his smile deepened beneath his mask.
With a wave of his hand, his brothers immediately began searching around.
Indeed, it was only Mo Shu who had come alone.
