Close Mad Son-in-law

The dark room was filled with a strong pungent smell of blood.

A series of black figures flashed through the window or pushed towards the door.

There are also a few people who fell all around Han Daoren with murderous intent.

The black shadow's eyes are like electricity, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

The black robe man is dead.

Was killed by Han Daoren with his bare hands!

This scene shocked many dead men.

No one knew that Han Daoren had such a skill, even the black-robed man had never noticed that the Han Daoren he controlled was so powerful!

A surge of hostility counteracted the murderous intent of the dead man.

Han Daoren, who was in the dark shadow, remained motionless, like a **** of murder.

"If you feel depressed, it's very unhappy."

suddenly.

A rotten low voice sounded.

It seemed to float in from the door, and it seemed to come from the window.

Listening carefully, I can't tell the direction. It's creepy.

"You can kill them all."

The voice sounded again.

Han Daoren was expressionless. The group of secret dead men only recovered their peace after a brief astonishment.

This voice is not an enemy.

Even if he said those words, he would regard the life of the dead man as a mustache.

But the dead men knew that once this person appeared in Pearl City.

Then the goal of this operation is absolutely impossible.

This is the trump card left by Mr. for this action!

"No need."

Han Daoren slowly raised his eyes, and the gloomy eyes flashed with extremely gloomy light.

"I just vent." Han Daoren's gaze fell outside the gate.

At the end of the door, there was a shadow in the same black robe.

But the black robe's workmanship and style are completely different from the black robe man who died tragically in the hands of Han Daoren. Obviously more advanced and more imposing.

Patter.

Han Daoren walked towards the door slowly, his voice muttered: "How sure are you?"

"Look at you."

Outside the door, the black robe man's tone was calm, but rotten and harsh.

"understood."

A sharp look flashed in Han Daoren's eyes, and his thin lips opened slightly: "From now on, everything will be under my command."

After he said, he glanced around with a cold look: "Don't point fingers at me anymore."

"Don't treat me like a dog anymore."

"My name is Han Daoren! My name is Han Yan Wang!"

In the dark room, the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.

All the dead men involuntarily stepped back a few steps.

The murderous air on Han Daoren's body was too violent, like evil spirits, biting at them.

This kind of terrifying momentum is not something that dead men can resist.

"They should not dare."

The black robe man said indifferently.

Han Daoren walked out of the door, with a strong ghostly breath lingering on his body.

"Go to Ye Mansion."

Han Daoren's thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was filled with murderous intent.

"Why?" The black-robed man asked calmly.

He didn't seem to be surprised. I don't want to delve into the meaning behind Han Daoren's move.

What he has to do is to execute the final killing.

Prior to this, everything was directed by Han Daoren.

"If you can't get in, let him come out." Han Daoren walked calmly, pausing every word. "Ye Zhenglong and I have some personal grievances. It's over by the way!"

...

Night fell.

From receiving Chu Yun's notice in the early morning to this moment, Fang Zhengsheng didn't close his eyes.

Right now, it's almost zero again.

Founder Zhengsheng was very tired. But he must stand up.

The superior has authorized this matter to him, and now, he is carrying the burden of safety of Pearl City on his shoulders. The personal safety of millions of citizens is also tied to one body.

He cannot relax, let alone take it lightly.

This is a tough battle. Chu Yun had reminded that Han Daoren would always be unable to hold it back, and the black hand behind the scenes would not give Han Daoren unlimited time.

The longer the battle line is, the less chance Han Daoren will succeed.

Even the black hand behind the scenes will face the pressure of exposure.

In this round, the arrow is already at the string and I have to send it!

...

"good night."

Su Mingyue, who was busy with work, got up and said.

Three hours ago, Chu Yun, who was chasing the drama, called her out of the bedroom. The latter finished the plan at hand while watching.

In this regard, Chu Yun complained endlessly. But considering that the head of the family is also to make money to support the family. Think about it.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook a supper for you?" Chu Yun made a suggestion.

"What to eat?" Su Mingyue stopped.

Put the documents on the coffee table.

"Just make a bowl of miscellaneous noodles, fry an egg with ham, and a bowl of hibiscus soup. Oh, by the way, I have fallen in love with cold cucumber recently."

After Chu Yun said, there was no sign of getting up on his hips: "No trouble, right?"

"trouble."

Su Mingyue walked into the kitchen.

Chu Yun took the opportunity to take a few photos and sent them to Su Xiaoxiao, who must have not slept yet: "It's late at night. Your sister just asked me what I want to eat. I just said about it. Learn from your sister. What's the use of a woman just making money? It has to keep a man's stomach."

"Go away, you bitch."

Su Xiao, who was dancing in a row, was stingy.

Even if it's mean to be mean to sister at home, and still seduces yourself with supper? Those who don’t know how to practice dance, have to put body management in the first place?

shameless bastard!

Chu Yun sneered. Put away the phone.

He just wanted to go into the kitchen to help, and the phone buzzed.

He glanced away, his eyes were cold, and he walked to the balcony to connect: "Hey."

"I'm at the gate of Ye Mansion."

The voice is gloomy and low. The tone became much more stable in the early morning.

But Chu Yun heard a strong murderous intent!

"Just show your face. It doesn't matter where it is."

After he said, he hung up the phone.

Less than a minute. Mobile phones are flooding with information crazily.

You don't need to look at it, you know it's the news about Han Daoren's appearance.

"Mingyue. Why don't you do it? I have to go there." Chu Yun leaned at the door with a smile on his face.

"Go." Su Mingyue focused on making supper without looking back.

"I don't know when I can come back." Chu Yun pursed his lips.

"Just come back." Su Mingyue cleaned the cucumbers, ready to smash them.

Chu Yun nodded. The tone was peaceful: "I know."

After all, he put on a coat and opened the door.

Su Mingyue in the kitchen, after a short pause, claps again.

...

Get out of the building.

Several dark shadows fell behind Chu Yun.

"Han Daoren has appeared." Chen Sheng said calmly. "It's in Ye Mansion."

"How many people?" Chu Yun walked extremely fast.

"Out of the nest." Chen Sheng said in a deep voice.

"Stop."

Chu Yun walked to the front door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ expressionlessly, "Don't go anywhere, just stay here."

"Madam should be safe here." Chen Sheng wanted to follow.

This trip is extremely dangerous. Chen Sheng was not at ease.

"From now on, I won't say it twice." Chu Yun glanced at Chen Sheng calmly. Start the car and leave.

Chen Sheng looked helpless and had to wave his hand. Dozens of black shadows dispersed.

The two shadows stayed behind Chen Sheng.

"You are right." A shadow said. "The master is setting up people to enhance the charm of personality."

"Or, how many people will be sent to assist the master?" Another Shadow tentative asked.

Chen Sheng turned around and looked at the shadow coldly: "Don't you really take the master's words into your ears?"

When the two shadows heard this, their hearts trembled suddenly, and their faces changed abruptly.