Close Mad Son-in-law

Toot.

There was a blind tone over the phone, and Han Daoren's brain went blank.

His limbs were stiff and his eyes were confused. Abnormal shortness of breath.

Road, he has already gone.

Wife is gone. The son is also dead.

He didn't even have room to struggle.

The only way the husband left him was to kill Chu Yun and then be killed by the black-robed man.

Han Daoren has been in charge for half his life. Tonight, he has become a chess piece in the hands of the husband. An insignificant or even worthless piece!

He opened his mouth and smiled nervously.

"Happiness is a good thing."

Behind him, the black-robed man said calmly, "Many people may not be able to complete their revenge until they die. The Lu family is like this, so is the Xiao family.

"Compared to them, you are much luckier."

Creak.

The black-robed man opened the door.

A gloomy light peeked in from outside the door.

Like a bloodthirsty demon, slowly entering the room.

"Boss Han. Let's start your plan."

The man in black robes stood at the door, under the shadow, a pair of cold eyes flashed coldly, "There is not much time left for you."

Han Daoren stood up slowly. Go to the dark door.

That door, as if a ghost door is closed, reveals a gloomy ghost.

...

Four o'clock in the morning.

Chu Yun parked the car on the side of the road, and Chen Sheng handed him a bowl of oden. Calmly said, "Pearl City is in harmony. No accidents happened."

Chu Yun took a sip of coffee and ate supper slowly.

In front of the little brother, the tone is maintained, and the temperament is good. Otherwise, there is no prestige, no respect.

"The tranquility before the storm."

Putting a hot fish ball into his mouth, Chu Yun was a little anxious, "You want to scald me to death?"

"Sorry." Chen Sheng frowned, and his conversation suddenly changed. "It stands to reason that he should not be able to hold back the news of Han Jin's mother and son's death to Han Daoren."

"Which oden is this? The taste is very ordinary." Chu Yun ate another pee cow pill and his evaluation was very extreme.

"I don't remember." Chen Sheng said with a pursed lips. "I have collected dozens of pieces of information just now. One thing can be assured that Han Daoren will not resort to creating urban panic to achieve his goals."

After a short pause, Chen Sheng continued, "Maybe this is what the husband meant. He is afraid that we will track down too many things and cause our identity to be exposed."

After speaking, Chen Sheng glanced at Chu Yun and raised his brows, "Master. I think Han Daoren will start with people around you."

After eating the last half of the hot dog, Chu Yun put down the tableware and lit a cigarette with indifferent eyes. "Would you like to be the boss?"

Chen Sheng backed down two steps and lowered his head "Don't dare."

"Let you say everything. What am I talking about? Why, I want to be a master with a high level of merit?" Chu Yun was very upset.

"I just want to share the worries for the master." Chen Sheng said euphemistically.

"Next time there will be so many words, I will tear your mouth apart." Chu Yun said viciously.

"Yes." Chen Sheng looked down, not daring to refute.

Chen Sheng glanced coldly.

Chu Yun closed the door and started the car.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Sheng stood by the door and asked respectfully.

"Go home." Chu Yun said calmly.

"Are you worried about your wife?" Chen Sheng's eyes sank.

"Go home and sleep." Chu Yun pursed his lips. "When I keep opening and closing the door like this, all the heating I saved is gone."

Chen Sheng's expression was weird, and he didn't dare to speak out.

Watching Chu Yun leave in his car. Several people in black appeared beside Chen Sheng.

"Master's temperament has changed drastically in the past few days. I'm afraid something is wrong." said a man in black.

"The master wants to enhance the charm of personality through humor." Chen Sheng said without squinting his eyes. "Be more cooperative in the future. The master is joking, we will laugh. Otherwise he will be embarrassed."

After a pause, Chen Sheng went on to say, "It's best to laugh out loud."

"We are the shadows." Another man in black said. "It's exposed when you laugh out loud."

"That's right." Chen Sheng nodded and said calmly. "Then I laugh. Haha."

A corner under the night. There was a heinous smirk.

The other people in black looked at each other and fled into the darkness one after another.

...

It was five thirty in the morning when I got home.

The darkest time of the day.

In short, it is what people often call the darkness before dawn.

Chu Yun stood on the balcony smoking.

With eyes like eagles, he paid close attention to every move downstairs.

A dark shadow flickered and then disappeared. Accompanied by the rustling sound, no trace.

Han Daoren sent someone over. But not much. The strength is obviously not enough.

Even the shadows on the periphery can't be concealed. Not to mention the inner guards.

Obviously, the Su family is not Han Daoren's first choice.

Just sent a few people over to test. The main force was not dispatched.

six thirty.

A white fish belly appeared in the east, and a ray of warm sunlight was shining on the earth.

Its daybreak.

Chu Yun pinched out the cigarette in his hand, pulled up the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony, and covered the curtains.

The crisis is over and you can sleep.

Chu Yun walked back to the bedroom and lay straight on the bed.

This night, although he didn't do anything, his brain was still in a tight state.

Even Fang Zhengsheng stayed up all night, but there was no gain.

...

The shadows gradually dispersed.

It's dawn and there are fewer hiding places. The blind spots of vision are not as many as at night. Only the inner guards are left to guard.

But in terms of the intensity of the assassination in the early morning, the inner guards were more than enough.

...

Buzzing.

The phone on the pillow vibrated.

Chu Yun, who was lying on the bed, didn't even open his eyes, picked up the phone and connected to "Hey."

"Take a good rest. Cultivate your energy."

It was a low and almost distorted voice "I am not as impulsive as Lu Yueting. I have time."

Click.

The phone went down.

Chu Yun slowly opened his eyes.

He hasn't slept all night, his eyes are bright, how can he be half tired?

At dawn, human beings are at their lowest vigilance. Suffering all night, the concentration is greatly reduced.

Chu Yun calculated that this would be Han Daoren's first time for revenge.

But he gave up.

And openly called provocatively.

He wants Chu Yun to cultivate his spirit!

He has time to play with Chu Yun!

This should have caused Chu Yun to feel mental pressure. The enemy is in the dark, he can't guard against it.

But the corners of Chu Yun's lips showed a sly smile.

In the eyes, a cold color flashed.

"You will be angry soon. You will be angry, then fidget, full of anxiety." Chu Yun closed his eyes again.

Go to sleep in a real sense.

...

Woke up at once.

It's just twelve o'clock at noon. It's lunch time.

There was a sound of metal crashing from the kitchen. When I opened the door, I smelled the familiar smell of rice.

After washing, Chu Yun strolled to the kitchen.

Su Mingyue, who had retired, was cooking. There is no such thing as a big star that has become popular overnight.

"Why didn't you call me to eat breakfast?" Chu Yun asked, instead of being grateful for living ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but extremely sharply. "I'm hungry and full, and I will suffer from stomach ailments."

"Oh."

Su Mingyue didn't look up, "Pay attention next time."

Snorted.

Chu Yun Shi Shiran returned to the restaurant and waited for a good lunch.

An untimely message came from the phone. It's Professor Ye.

"Is it convenient for me to ring the doorbell now?"

At the end, there is also a hot picture that is currently being shot.

The background of the photo is just outside the door of Su's house.

Without waiting for Chu Yun to reply, the harsh ringtone suddenly rang. Ding dong like a reminder.

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