Maximillian's eyes turned cold when he thought about how Mo Qinhe captured his woman along with his unborn child. This was the reason why he betrayed Qin Yufeng, kidnapped them, and brought them here to Mo Qinhe.
Now, hearing the mention of his woman and his unborn child from Mo Qinhe's mouth, his hands tightened into two fists. "Don't you dare mention them, Mo Qinhe!!!"
"Or what? Are you going to shoot me again?" Mo Qinhe laughed. "But, I want to know. Do you not care about them? Or you already know that they are dead."
Maximillian sneered coldly. "They are not dead."
"Hah! Who told you that, Maximillian?" Mo Qinhe asked as his lips curled into a mocking smile. "The moment this battle started, I had already given the signal to my men to kill that bitch and that bastard in her womb," he winked.