From the Bird

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Yang Xie fiddled with his mobile phone, his expression somewhat tangled.

"Mr. Yang? Is my food unpalatable?"

Yang Xuan raised his head, and across the table sat an old English man in a suit and leather shoes, who spoke fluent Chinese, tied a napkin around his neck, held a knife and fork, and had a red face on his face, two thick white sword eyebrows, and the apple muscle slightly Uplift, it is not difficult to see that when he was young, he must be a beautiful man who fascinated thousands of girls.

Yang Xuan shook his head: "Of course not."

The old man lifted the red wine glass to Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan had to raise his glass and drink with him.

He drank cleanly, and said to the old man opposite: "Chairman Rong, I don't think it's too early, I won't disturb you, leave."

After talking, Yang Xuan was going to go.

"But the dishes are not finished yet, but this is the chef I specially invited from France, and Mr. Yang must appreciate it."

Yang Lan narrowed his eyes: "But, we have eaten for more than an hour."

"Haha, the French chef is very careful about the dishes. It is also very common to eat for an hour."

"..."

Yang Xianqiang laughed: "I go to the bathroom."

"Please, please."

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The phone ringtone broke the silence.

The shock penetrated the garment, Li Yan took out his mobile phone, looked down at Yang Xie's number, and pressed the connect button.

"Hey?"

"I heard that you helped the police catch the fugitive named Wu Tauqing in the corpse case? Do you want to start the cold chain of Hanlin?"

Yang Xuan's voice came from the phone.

"Yes."

"Jiang Sihai got you?"

"I have something else on hand now, why should I call you later?"

"There may be more people staring at Jiang Sihai than you think. Now if you do it, you may become the target. Wait a minute and let them make trouble for a while. We are not short of these two days. Do you remember The revelation calculated by Qian Wu? If it is not you who killed Pei Dongsheng, it is likely ... "

"I'll make you a friend by calling you. But I have my considerations. In short, I have the best intentions."

After talking, Li Yan hung up the phone.

At this time, the temperature of the entire funeral home was close to zero. The funeral home guarded by Qian Wu usually saves costs. The light gates except the duty room are usually pulled off, so it is dark everywhere, only by the window A hazy moonlight spilled in, forming a piece of silvery white spot on the ground.

Xue Wenhai was bathed in the moonlight. He sat on the floor in a standard five-hearted posture, with smoke rising from his head and a twisted complexion, which seemed to be in a heated battle.

"Da ~ Da ~"

Heavy footsteps sounded in the dark corridor.

Ye Shiru took off a silver pistol from the holster tied to his thigh, took off his high heels, stepped barefoot on the floor, and protected him in front of Xue Wenhai.

"I really don't understand, Xue Wenhai filled you with a fascinating soup that made you die like this."

Ye Shiru showed a charming smile, and pointed his gun at Li Yan: "Come closer, I will tell you."

"Okay."

As soon as the words fell, Li Yan rushed to Ye Shiru in front of him, tilting his head and letting the gun pass. Ye Shiru subconsciously pulled the trigger, only to see that the fire was dead and the bullet hit the empty place.

Li Yan reached out and smashed his palm towards the other's Tianling cover. No matter how expensive Ye Shiru's life is, she is also a mortal child.

Seeing that she could not escape, the glass of the window slammed open, a violent black shadow broke the glass, fluttered and hugged Li Yan among the glass slag, and told Ye Shiru to escape.

Ye Shiru stepped back and forth a few steps. When the horror was undecided, regardless of the shadow and Li Yanpu hitting together, he shot a random shot. Several bullets hit Li Yan's wrists and thighs, and the shell flew out with a jingle. The pleated black bullet shell rolled to the ground.

These bullets were made by Xue Wenhai personally with the "Yuan Chensha" sacrifice, and they have a very powerful method of breaking the law. This time she used it to deal with Li Yan. In the past, Jiang Sihai had a business competitor. Both sides tore a face for a piece of land. The other party invited a storied Maoshan Taoist from the mainland, claiming to be able to invite God to the upper body, not afraid of bullets. His head was killed on the spot, but this time it didn't work.

Li Yan felt that a large piece of ice was sticking to his skin. The black figure was skinny but had great strength. Li Yan pulled two until he deformed the other party's joints before breaking free. He threw the other party back out of the old Far away, the back hit the wall before stopping, but you can see each other's face clearly, but Li Yan was stunned.

The man was wearing a black floral shroud, a melon-skin cap, and his stiff face showed no blood, which was actually Jin Boqing.

"..."

Li Yan is a hard-hearted person, but he still talks and laughs with himself a few days ago, there is no lack of wisdom and the old man was dug tombs until he has tossed, and there is also strong physical discomfort in his heart. The interest went up a bit.

But Xue Wenhai suddenly opened his eyes, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth. He held a finger, a bright golden compass appeared at Ye Shiru's feet, and a white dragon flew out of the compass and flew out of Ye Shiru's arm until it fell into Li Yan's chest.

Li Yan felt an unspeakable dryness in his chest, followed by a severe pain, and finally could not bear it, and spit out a big mouthful of hot blood.

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Hong Kong people are superstitious. This is especially true of wealthy people. With the development of modern industrial buildings, there are countless feng shui fame beyond the imagination of the ancients. For example, the HSBC Bank's "Riding the Dragon into the Sea" bureau, Central has the "Jiuqu Laishui" bureau,

Usually Xue Wenhai needs to pass on the sorrows of these Fengshui famous bureaus to Ye Shiru, which is enough to overwhelm other so-called "strange people". Today, even if he was rich and frustrated, he succeeded in transferring the evil spirit of a white dragon into the sea to Ye Shiru. At least in Hong Kong, which is full of feng shui bureaus, Xue Wenhai didn't think he might lose.

"Brother, it seems that you bet the wrong treasure."

The red python was lazy, and the light on the golden spirit turtle in front of him was dim and almost invisible. The life of the Tai Chi nobleman is even more shrinking.

"I would like to thank you for speaking. Without your reminding, I will not go to Thailand specifically to ask the White Dragon King to count the whereabouts of Sanqi."

The tortoise looked up and said, "So, you already know who is Sanqi noble?"

"Good. I've been looking for someone to hold him back long ago, and make sure to come to the banquet without fail. You have no chance."

"Just do everything."

After all, Qian Wu got up and rushed towards the red python again.

"That kid is over, are you still stubborn?"

"You open your eyes to see clearly before you talk!"

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