Close Mad Son-in-law

The whole night's intrigue with Han Daoren did not cause Chu Yun's heart to fluctuate too much.

But this harsh ringtone made his scalp numb. There was a cool breeze from his back.

At this moment, Su Mingyue came to the restaurant with dishes.

"Why don't you open the door?" Su Mingyue unlocked her apron.

"I didn't sleep well last night, and my spirit was a little trance."

Chu Yun stood up and walked to the door.

He took a deep breath. Opened the door.

But there was no one outside.

Only a familiar fragrance drifted into the nose.

He was pretty sure that Professor Ye had been here.

It is not the picture to judge, but the familiar body fragrance in the air.

But she did not stay.

Rang the doorbell and left.

"Someone played a prank." Chu Yun glanced at the probe, and then closed the door.

Serve the rice and pour the soup.

Chu Yun was blowing in the wind, and he ate very sweetly.

"I'm going out this afternoon." Su Mingyue cleaned up the dishes.

Chu Yun stood up symbolically to help, seeing that Su Mingyue showed no sign of letting go. He was also disrespectful and took up the newspaper to relax.

"Can you not go? It's been cold and slippery recently." Chu Yun raised Erlang's legs and said without raising his head.

"Oh." Su Mingyue entered the house carrying the bowl and chopsticks.

Washed up the dinner plate. Su Mingyue made another pot of tea and put it on the coffee table. Ready to go back to the bedroom.

"I'm joking with you." Chu Yun put down the newspaper, sat in the living room and turned on the TV, drinking tea and eating melon seeds. "You can go if you want to have a job talk. But you can hide your appearance. After all, you are popular, and it's hard to get out if you are blocked by a fan."

"Not going." Su Mingyue closed the door with her backhand.

"You can't just make a joke?" Chu Yun glared at the door. Shouted with a throat. "You are too temperamental? Who are you used to?"

The master bedroom was silent and there was no response.

Chu Yun cursed, lying on the sofa watching TV.

"I have eaten a lot of reunion dinners and haven't digested it yet?"

Chu Yun sent a message, and the questioning tone was heavy.

Ding dong.

The news came back soon.

"Same place?"

At the end, is a selfie of the community. From overhead, the view is very good, and the scenery is great.

"No time."

Chu Yun returned two words.

"I know what you are worried about."

At the end is another selfie. It's a side shot. Show her plump curves. Because it is backlit, it looks ambiguous.

Ding dong.

It was another text message, "Xiao Wu said when he entered the community. It depends on the defense system you set up. Not to mention the killer, it is impossible for flies to approach the building."

This time, it's upside down.

But Professor Ye didn't look into the lens, and the photo was taken from the balcony of the Su family.

Chu Yun stood up and walked to the balcony.

Called Professor Ye directly, "Go back to the Ye Mansion and stay there. It's not peaceful these days."

"Then you come down to protect me."

The tone was calm. Putting Chu Yun into the army, "It's like I was protecting you in Ye Mansion that night."

"Don't make trouble. I'm feeling nervous." Chu Yun frowned.

"I didn't hear it." Professor Ye said flatly. "All I can hear is murderous."

Chu Yun narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

In the garden downstairs, Professor Ye stood quietly. Not far behind, stood her full-time driver Xiao Wu. A master with good strength and loyalty to Professor Ye.

"Do you know many people?" Chu Yun asked casually.

"Not much. Except for Ye Gongguan, Fang Zhengsheng only greeted a few companies who had hatred with Han Daoren." Professor Ye said flatly.

Chu Yun took a breath and fell silent.

He can stand Han Daoren's psychological warfare. The other companies may not be able to withstand it.

If the crisis is not resolved, Han Daoren will not show up.

Even Fang Zhengsheng had to bite the bullet.

This kind of cannibalization from the depths of the soul is in stark contrast to the smoke of the film and television base.

The latter has great destructive power. But the former is feminine and long, and condemned.

"Are you sure to find Han Daoren?" Professor Ye broke the silence.

"He will show up sooner or later." Chu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He is putting pressure on Pearl City.

But his own mental pressure is also extremely huge.

In the morning phone call, Han Daoren had exposed his uneasy heart.

And the husband behind him could not give Han Daoren too much time.

The balance was broken, and Han Daoren's heart was out of control.

It's just a matter of time before he shows up.

"Will you kill him?" Professor Ye asked without warning.

"There is no doubt that he will die." Chu Yun is firm.

In the dark eyes, the cold light appeared.

"Grandpa asked me to convey you a word." Professor Ye pursed his lips.

"What are you talking about?" Chu Yun frowned.

"Han Daoren is nicknamed Han Yan, not to describe him as cruel."

"But his hands are like bones and his body is like a ghost."

"He cannibals."

Putting away the phone, Chu Yun looked calm.

But he couldn't help calling Chen Sheng "strengthen defense."

"Which way?" Chen Shengchi asked.

"All aspects." A cold light flashed in Chu Yun's eyes. "Some people say. Han Daoren cannibalize people."

Chen Sheng's heart trembled and immediately proceeded to make arrangements.

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The night is like splashing ink.

It seems that thousands of evil spirits cover the sky. Blocked the light of the sky.

The room is as quiet as hell. Total darkness.

Han Daoren's expression was cold and stern, and his breath was unspeakably calm.

In just one day, he seemed to have digested all the shocks.

"Mr. will not give you a year of revenge."

"I won't even give it to you for a month or a week."

The black-robed man said coldly, "You should speed up the progress."

From last night to now, Han Daoren has not launched any meaningful actions.

Su family, he arranged for someone. But you can't even get close to the building.

Su Zhennan and his wife, Su Xiaoxiao's side, including Chen Xiuling and his wife, are all facing threats. But it was easily destroyed by the shadows.

Assassinations of this magnitude are meaningless.

"How many dead men do you have left?"

Patter.

In the dark, Han Daoren calmly lit a cigarette.

"A hundred people." The black robe man said coldly.

"Then come out. Assassinate Chu Yun." Han Daoren said calmly.

"Are you crazy?" The black robe man shouted in a deep voice. "They are dead men, but they are not for you to die!"

The black robe man had a murderous heart.

Once let him discover that Han Daoren is plotting unruly, or has the heart to resist. Without hesitation, he would kill Han Daoren on the spot.

"You said. Not strong enough."

Han Daoren turned around slowly.

In the darkness, his dark eyes seemed to be stained red with blood.

Only one eye contact.

The black-robed man is surrounded by a sea of ​​blood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even in his breath, he smells a very strong **** smell!

He knows this is an illusion!

But his brain, his consciousness, gave him a real enough response!

In an instant!

The black-robed man took two steps back vigilantly, his figure extremely fast.

But Han Daoren, who was sitting in the chair, quietly followed in front of the black robe man.

"You—pounce!"

The black-robed man was about to react.

His heart was hollowed out by Han Daoren's slender fingers!

Blood splattered, and the people in black robes became unintentional people!

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