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Song Jian felt the chill in Chen Luo's eyes, and because he was disturbed at three or four o'clock in the morning, he rearranged the hotel for Chen Luo and the others to stay and catch up on sleep.Song Jian personally called Yun Kun's father, Yun Kui, and euphemistically expressed what happened last night. When Yun Kui heard that his son was "involved" in the assassination of Zuotingshan's junior, he was so angry that he immediately Stopped the 'morning exercise'.

"What's wrong?" said the woman on the bed.

"I have something urgent to go home."

When Song Jian called Yun Kui, Yun Kui was at his mistress's house, about to have a morning exercise with his young mistress, turned over and got off the mistress, while getting dressed.

"Why did you go home early in the morning? Could it be that the yellow-faced woman made breakfast for you to eat? I don't care what the reason is, but you can't leave now, otherwise you won't be able to get on me in the future." The mistress was wet a lot, If you are hungry and thirsty, how can you leave as soon as you say it? Do you have any professional ethics?

"That yellow-faced woman hasn't cooked for more than 20 years. This matter has nothing to do with her. It is related to the incense of the Yun family."

Yun Kui usually played with women outside, but his son gave birth to such a one, which made him not want to have another child.If his son Yunkun died, Yunkui would not be able to explain to his dead father at all, and would not bother to care about his mistress' dissatisfaction. After dressing up, he rushed out of his mistress' house.

Drove back home.

"Yunkun, get the hell out of me." Yun Kui was able to go to Wushan with his mistress, but this boy made a mess of him. With a pang of anger in his heart, he stood in the living room with his hands on his hips and yelled.

"Master, the young master may still be sleeping, or I'll go upstairs and call you down." The nanny who was making breakfast in the room heard the voice and walked out of the kitchen.

"Forget it, I'll go up by myself."

Yun Kui went upstairs and kicked open the door of his son's room. There were men's and women's clothes scattered everywhere in the room. It was obvious that someone rolled over the sheets last night. Yun Kun arranged an escape route for Wu Ben last night and followed him. Girlfriend rolled the sheets, exhausted, sleeping on girlfriend chest.

"Crazy." Yun Kun was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to get up after the door was kicked, and he muttered while he was drowsy.

"Hello, Uncle." Her girlfriend quickly pulled up the quilt a little to prevent the spring breeze from leaking out, and the hand under the quilt squeezed Yun Kun's arm severely, and said, "Get up, your dad is looking for you. ..."

Yun Kun's arm is very painful, but at the moment he has no time to care about the woman on the bed, his father must have something to do when he came to look for him early in the morning.Yun Kun sat up from the bed with his head drooping, and said angrily: "Dad, before you enter my room, can you knock on the door first, what if you see something you shouldn't see?"

"I've been calling you downstairs for a long time, but you didn't hear me. You'd better not mess with that Chen Luo, because you don't know how you will die." Yun Kui took something casually and threw it at his son's head. .

"That's why you came here so early in the morning?"

Yun Kun was a little unconvinced, although he already knew that Dongkui and his gang had missed, it could be seen that Chen Luo was not an ordinary character, so he still said so.

Your father is willing, your boy is sleeping with a beautiful woman in his arms, and I drove all the way here——

If it wasn't for the incense of the Yun family, the ghost would be willing to talk to you.

Yun Kui said harshly: "I am now officially notifying you, don't mess with Chen Luo, or I will freeze all your bank cards. In addition, you'd better tell Song Jianwu where he went to avoid the limelight, this is the only thing you can tell An opportunity for them to show favor."

"It's true that I provided the boat, but I really don't know if he went here." Although Yun Kun is not a hard-core buddy at all, he has known each other for several years anyway, not to mention that the route was arranged by him. He betrayed him again, and he couldn't even pass his own test.

"Speaking is forbidden here. You think that Hongmen will find someone if they want to find someone. You can do it yourself." Yun Kui slammed the door and went to the corridor outside. He took out his phone and called someone: "Mr. Eight, did a boat go out to sea last night?"

"Yes, the young master has a friend who is going to take refuge in Malaysia." A deep voice came from the phone receiver.

"Give me the news."

"Master, this is the young master's friend, will it be a little bit for us to do this?"

"Bullshit friend, do what I want, otherwise you can go back to Foshan to retire."

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Three days later, Song Jian came to see Chen Luo with an oversized handbag. Chen Luo was a little dazed, and joked, "Mr. Song, is he planning to go to the mainland with me? But this time I'm going back to attend the school graduation ceremony. Maybe I don't have time to accompany you."

Song Jian put the super travel suitcase on the ground, and opened the zipper casually. Takemoto's hands and feet were tied with nylon ropes, and his mouth was still covered with tape, and rolled out.

Chen Luo didn't expect Song Jian to bring him over, and stepped forward to tear off the tape on Wuben's mouth, saying, "Mr. Wuben, you are a billionaire after all, how could you be stuffed in a travel bag?" Inside, is it really pitiful?"

Wu Ben hated secretly: That bastard Yun Kun actually sold himself out?

"Mr. Chen Luo, I think there is a little misunderstanding between us. Since I lost so much money, please let me go." getting closer.

"Do you know Dongkui?" Chen Luo asked.

"do not know."

"You still refuse to tell the truth when you are about to die. Don't say I won't give you a chance. If you want to survive, leave a hand and I can let the past go."

Chen Luo took a fruit knife from the table and threw it in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips.

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