The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1315
Meng Lu raised his hand, and a person walked in from the outside, dragging a half-dead middle-aged man by his hand.

Both of the man's legs were broken, and the bright red blood kept flowing out along the legs, drawing a bloody trace on the ground along the road he walked.

"Your Highness, someone brought it here."

The person who came was Menglu's guard, he threw the person on the ground and bowed his head respectfully.

Yan Tao's slender legs crossed together, and he frowned lazily.

Nothing to say.

Seeing Yan Tao's indifferent expression, Meng Lu raised his hand slightly, and the guard immediately grabbed the back of the neck of the man on the ground with one hand, and directly raised his face to show Yan Tao.

His face was covered with blood, and his original appearance could hardly be seen.

Half of his face was swollen, and even his eyes were glued together with blood, and he looked half-open.

Young Master Yan's peach blossom eyes suddenly shrank.

His plain and slender fingers landed on the coffee table, and he leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes scraping across the middle-aged man's face inch by inch.

Inch by inch, not sparing the slightest space.

"Yuan Jing."

Yan Tao shouted coldly.

Yuan Jing immediately stepped forward and took the water bottle next to her.

A whole pot of water was poured on the man's head.

The water poured over half of the middle-aged man's face.

Under the exposed blood, it can be regarded as a gentle face.

It's just that at this moment, that expression is so painful that it's almost ferocious.

The whole face was tangled up in one place.

If it weren't for Yan Tao's amazing eyesight, I'm afraid he wouldn't have noticed it.

The housekeeper of the Yan family.

Decades ago, when the Yan family was not destroyed, the housekeeper who was in charge of the affairs of the Yan family.

Meng Lu is a delicate person.

Naturally, one could see the expression on Yan Tao's face.

He smiled brightly, "Marshal Yan, I wonder if this is considered a great gift?"

Young Master Yan slowly got up.

The handsome and monstrous face is half a smile, "Naturally, it can be counted."

"As long as Marshal Yan likes it!"

Meng Lu laughed, he was dangling a glass of strong wine between his slender fingers.

The strong wine reflected light under the light, Meng Lu took a sip slowly, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Did Yun Kuo come to the main star with Marshal Yan this time?"

He didn't seem to want Yan Tao to answer.

Turning around slowly, he put down his wine glass, "Speaking of which, I thought the surname Yun was very elegant. It must be something that many people like and yearn for."

The hazy voice followed the man's pace, walking further and further away.

In the end, I could only faintly hear some ending sounds.

Yuan Jing stood beside Yan Tao, holding the half-dead man in his hand.

"Patriarch, what does the eldest prince mean?"

is good?

or evil?
Yan Tao raised his eyebrows coldly: "He is reminding me."

If you want to turn against each other, you don't need to send someone here for nothing.

Yan Tao: "I tell people to interrogate carefully."

The young man's handsome eyebrows overflowed with fierceness and coldness, "I use all the means, and I only want the result."

"Tell them to move faster, the sooner the better."

Yuan Jing immediately dragged the man to deal with it quickly.

Xiaoqi: "Master, Mr. Qin broke through the room on the first floor."

"Would you like to take a look?"

Yan Tao paused slightly, his expression slightly surprised, "It broke?"

"Yes."

Xiaoqi's tone was quite joyful: "Mr. Qin's talent and comprehension are very high."

Yan Tao's eyes moved slightly, and after a while, he said coldly: "In the future, there is no need to pass on Qin Zong's news to me."

(End of this chapter)