Crossing the Future Maker

    Feng Yan was found here, and the staff carefully questioned him.

    "Your clothes were dirty, why didn't you change them?"

    Feng Yan's expression was condensed: "Master Chen is an elder, respecting the old and loving the young. I have clothes in my space, so naturally I invite him to go first."

    "Since you have clothes in your space, why do you ask the waiter to get them."

    Feng Yan's eyes darkened: "It's my fault, the waiter's eyes are cunning, the woman is pretentious, I don't think they are good people, just as Mr. Chen's clothes are dirty, I let him ask him first , but I didn't expect that he would actually harm him. The villain is really daring. Now that I think about it, I'm still a little scared. If I went to the locker room... who is trying to harm me, you must find out. "

    The clerk was a little annoyed: "Since you know that someone has bad intentions, why do you want to let Mr. Chen go there."

    Feng Yan calmly said: "I have no evidence, this is the earl's mansion, not the palace, the uncle is an elder, and today is his birthday, I can't gossip at will, alas, it really scared me to death already."

    The clerk looked slightly cold, but he didn't see that Feng Yan was frightened.

    "Master Gong, what do you think?"

    "I have the same opinion as Xiaoyan."

    The clerk walks away and continues to ask the next person.

    After a while, another news came from the guards that a waiter died in the back garden.

    "Mr. Feng, please come and identify with us."

    Feng Yan frowned, this has nothing to do with him, there is no end.

    Gong Hao said: "I am with him."

    "Sorry, Young Master Gong, the investigation scene needs to be kept secret, and idlers are not allowed to follow."

    Gong Hao's face was expressionless, his eyes became darker and darker and deeper, and an icy chill emanated from him.

      Want to see, what traps are waiting for him behind.

    The back garden is very quiet. Due to the death of the Earl's Mansion, there is no liveliness and noise at this time.

     Walking into the depths of the garden, suddenly, the guards disappeared.

    Feng Yan sneered, under the shroud of his mental power, the figure in the dark was completely invisible, and they wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, they were still far behind.

      Since they want to hide, they should hide just a little bit.

    The sound of fighting came from the front, and Feng Yan ran over.

    Three men in black besiege a young man in luxurious clothes.

    "Who?" The young man was covered in blood, and he was already at the end of his fight. He heard someone coming, he immediately looked back, and only hoped that someone would come to the rescue. Unfortunately, Feng Yan was famous. , not only his identity, but more of his waste.

    "Pfft!" The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, distracted, and was hit again.

    "No one can save you." The voice of the man in black was cold, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

      His testimony would turn into a black pot.

    The young man's eyes dimmed, and today's assassination was obviously a conspiracy.

    Feng Yan looked cold, his physical strength was not as good as that of the enemy, but his mental strength was able to predict the enemy's opportunities. With his participation, the young man finally got a chance to breathe, but he He knew in his heart that this was just delaying time, the man in black was a professional killer, his physical strength was on par with him, and he was much higher than Feng Yan, and his failure was a matter of time.

    Feng Yan said sharply: "Who sent you here."

    The answer from the man in black was a more ruthless killing move.

    The young man smiled wryly: "Their target is me."

    Gong Yucheng didn't have such a big hand, who was behind the scenes, and who came to him.

    Only for a moment—

    Feng Yan lifted the energy knife and put it on one of the necks: "Can you speak now?"

    The man in black smirked, as if he was going out of his way: "The Feng family's waste wood, the Feng family's waste wood, it seems that we all underestimate the Feng family's waste wood."

    "How dare you play tricks." Feng Yan shouted coldly, mobilized his mental power to acupuncture, and mercilessly penetrated their bodies.

    "Hahahaha..." The man in black laughed wildly: "4s, the waste of the Feng family, it is actually a 4s, they may never have dreamed of it, good, good, they can meet 4s in their lifetime. That's enough, I hope Young Master Feng will have good luck."

    The man in black finished speaking, black liquid flowed out of his mouth, his neck crooked, and he died.

    With his death, the other two men in black went silent, and all three assassins died.

    Feng Yan frowned slightly, lifted their masks, all three were raw faces, but...

    As a master of counterfeiting, he is very clear about counterfeiting, and he is also clear about fake faces, Feng Yan looks cautious, stretches out his slender fingers, and slowly explores the depths of their ears. Layer raised traces.

    Feng Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he lifted his face, his expression stunned, these three are all descendants of aristocratic families, but why did they come to be assassins, and, judging from their skills , Assassination is definitely not one or two times.

    "Hey, get up!" Feng Yan kicked the young man and woke him up calmly.

    "I... I'm not dead." The young man was confused for a moment, and almost jumped up with excitement: "Suck it—it hurts!"

    "You have a grudge against them?" Feng Yan pointed to the dead man on the ground.

    "The Wang family, the Li family?" The young man's face sank: "Whether there is hatred or not, they died here, we have already made a hatred, I am Shangguan Chengyu."

    Feng Yan gave him a glance: "I know you are the fifth prince."

    Shangguan Chengyu's face changed slightly: "How did they die?" He remembered that before he fell into a coma, he was already at a disadvantage.

    Feng Yan fiddled with the face and gave him a cold look: "You don't need to worry about it, the fifth prince is too lewd, I think it's a rumor, the fifth prince hides deeply."

    "Either each other, each other, said Feng San Young Master is a waste, I don't think it's true."

    Feng Yan observed him carefully, not letting go of the fine lines on his face.

    Shangguan Chengyu was furred and his brows were furrowed.

    Feng Yan looked indifferent: "Take off your clothes."

    Shangguan Chengyu protected his chest: "I am a gentleman."

    Feng Yan sneered, unfolded the face in his hand, and the clear facial features were like the appearance of the fifth prince. He wanted to know what would happen to him if the fifth prince died.

    "Do whatever you want?" Shangguan Chengyu's eyes lit up, then shook his head, his eyes swept over the corpses on the ground, and said lightly: "No, their identities should not be exposed."

    Feng Yan thought for a moment: "There are guards in the garden, you can come here one by one."

    The fifth prince pointed to his nose: "Me?" He has never done this kind of work before.

    Feng Yan frowned: "Who are you?"

      on the corpse.

      water.

    The fifth prince came back soon, carrying a guard on his shoulder.

    Feng Yan held back the nausea in his chest and brought the dough to him. The fifth prince felt dissatisfied, and smeared blood all over his body. At first glance, it seemed that he had suffered a violent death.

    Everything was ready, and after about a quarter of an hour, there was a loud noise in the garden.

    The fifth prince pouted in disdain and quickly hid in the dark. He also wanted to see how others would react after he died.

    "Ah-" someone screamed.

    "The Fifth Prince is dead."

    "He killed the fifth prince."

    A team of patrolling guards rushed in quickly, and the nobles of the noble family came after hearing the news.

    "Xiaoyan." Gong Hao hugged him tightly, fearing for a while, he shouldn't, shouldn't let Xiaoyan leave alone.

    Feng Yan was a little awkward, struggled a few times, and said angrily, "Let go."

    "Don't let it go." Gong Hao said domineeringly and hugged him tighter: "I have everything."

    Feng Yan wanted to laugh a little, but also moved a little. He wanted to laugh because all the disasters came because of Gong Hao, but he was moved by the fact that Gong Hao could stand in front of him without hesitation, even if he knew Things are not going well.

    The Second Prince, Si Huangzi, Feng Jingxuan, Gong Yucheng, Lin Family, Zhou Family, Liao Family... All the guests rushed over today, as if they were going to have a public trial.

    Uncle's complexion suddenly changed, one of his birthdays would have caused so many troubles.

    "What's going on?"

    "The fifth prince died, it was him, he killed the fifth prince." The young man was frightened and pointed at Feng Yan's body and kept shaking.

    "I don't."

    "I saw that the fifth prince wanted to force him, but he accidentally killed the fifth prince." The young man made a vow, and his panicked expression contained no falsehood.

    Gong Hao's face turned blue with anger, his hands clenched into fists: "The fifth prince bullied you?"

    Feng Yan frowned and glared at him: "You believe this too? Whose child is that."

    Gong Hao heaved a sigh of relief, he was concerned and confused, his icy eyes flickered, he no longer had a trace of nostalgia for the Gong family, and replied without emotion: "He is the child of the Gong family. ."