At this time the three of them looked at each other.

They all turned their attention to Li Tong in unison. Li Tong, who was originally standing, opened his eyes at this moment, with a certain clarity and depth in his eyes.

It seemed that he had recovered. Several people breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Zhang Chulan, do you know that you almost killed us just now!"

"What on earth are you asking? Why is there such a big involvement!?"

Zhuge Qing really couldn't help it. If Li Tong hadn't come to save them, they would have been swallowed up by this damn fireball.

Zhang Chulan glanced at them and scratched his head in embarrassment, but still asked.

"What would happen if I didn't wake up?"

The two were about to speak when Li Tong interrupted them.

"If you don't wake up, it means your soul has been engulfed by the fireball and you have lost your soul."

"In that case, you will be just an empty shell of flesh, and you will be a walking corpse that can be manipulated at will."

"If you encounter some race that refines corpses, your corpse may still be used as a guarantee for them to enjoy and use for generation after generation."

"When the time comes, there is no chance of you recovering at all, and there will be no Zhang Chulan like you in this world anymore. All you have is a walking corpse, which is meaningless."

After hearing such a bunch of words, Zhang Chulan felt scared. He didn't expect that he had almost annihilated all his friends just now!

Feelings of shame and self-blame filled his heart. He watched the two of them solemnly apologize, then looked at Li Tong and spoke slowly.

"Thank you, Lao Li."

Li Tong waved his hand. Now they still have a problem before them, and Zhang Chulan should find someone else to help.

Considering the time, people from Biyou Village should also be here by this time.

After thinking about this, he looked towards the horizon. Unknowingly, he had been struggling all night. Tomorrow is a new beginning.

Chapter 127

Early in the morning on the 2nd day.

Li Tong, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing came to a park.

This place is relatively remote and there are not many people.

Standing in front of them were three Shamat with different shapes.

"Since it's Sister Bao'er's order, there's nothing to say."

"And there's money to be had."

"That's right, we can be considered doing things for the company."

Zhang Chulan stretched out a hand.

"Stop."

Zhang Chulan looked up, with a bit of a smirk on his lips.

"Although it is Sister Bao'er's order that you agree to this matter."

The three killers immediately became flattering.

They sincerely admire Sister Baoer. It was a life-saving grace. How could they be disrespectful?

"But it is the king who entrusts you."

Who doesn’t know about the third son of Zhonghai Wangwei?

This is a sign of being rich and good-looking, and the three of them are good for one person.

Zhang Chulan crossed his arms and said.

"These have nothing to do with the company."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"That's right."

"That's it."

Zhang Chulan still had the same expression, but there was a bit of a smile on his lips.

"After thinking about it, no one is more suitable to do naughty work than you naughty people."

"So it's up to you."

The three killers walked back, looking absolutely confident.

The three of them laughed loudly as they walked, and their laughter became more and more wild.

Seeing such a scene, the prince suddenly patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder.

"Zhang Chulan."

"Your uncle's."

Zhang Churan laughed twice when he heard this, and it was finally solved.

…………

Among the rows of courtyards.

The room is antique, with precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on it, literary treasures on display, and delicacies on jade plates.

An old man was pacing back and forth in the room.

This man looked old and wan, but his face was somewhat kind and had a different kind of emotion. He looked quite different.

There is also the fierceness in his youth between his brows.

Finally he sat on the chair and looked at the man in front of him.

Wang Ai had a gloomy look on his face. There had been no news for how long it had been.

"Has there been any news recently about the people who were released?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped forward, stood at attention, nodded and spoke.

"No."

"Recently, the people who were released have said that the prince has been wary of them and they have no chance to make a move."

When Wang Ai heard this, he stood up angrily.

He walked slowly to the window with his hands behind his back, even giving instructions on the way.

"Tell them to keep watching."

“Everything has to be a little patient.”

Then he looked in the direction of the horizon.

The sunlight shone in, reflecting Wang Ai's fierce and evil face.

At the same time, a smile appeared on his lips and he began to mutter to himself.

"Young disciple of that old guy Zhang Zhiwei, I can stay still!"

"But the king also..."

"A boy who was thrown out of favor by Wudang. Apart from his reputation, I can't do anything to him?"

Wang Aidi grimaced.

"Little one, I don't believe you didn't take a nap!"

at this time.

Suddenly a figure came outside the door.

"Old man, there is an email for you at the door, and there is no sender written on it."

Hearing these words, the old man of the Wang family turned his head and looked over.

His eyes suddenly narrowed. Who would send him mail at this time?

He hadn't written the sender yet, so he couldn't help but feel curious when he thought of this, and followed him.

…………

at the same time.

Word door.

"Tell them to keep an eye on me!"

"Anyone who has the slightest relationship with him must be investigated for me!"

"I just want to know if this is Fenghou Qimen!"

The leader of the Shuzi Gate.

Chen Jinkui was playing with the coin in his hand at the moment. The coin was flipping faster and faster, just like his restless mood at the moment.

His fingers moved suddenly, and the coins began to flip in the palm of his hand.

Finally, it landed on the table and was slapped down by him while it was spinning continuously.

"I don't believe it, even I can't understand it!"

Chen Jinkui was still holding the phone in one hand and whining at the scumbag.

"What's the status of my Shuzi sect in the circle?"

Having said this, Chen Jinkui stood up immediately, looking excited and filled with indignation.

"This Feng Hou Qi Sect should be born to belong to my Shu Zi Sect!"

When he thought of this, his face became even more excited.

At the same time, he thought that there was no news coming back from his subordinates recently, which made him even more angry.

In the end, he hung up the phone and sulked for a long time.

A crisp female voice came.

"Grandpa, come out and play with me?"

This voice is delicate and soft, she must be just a little girl.

Chen Jinkui went out immediately. He liked this little granddaughter the most, and the two played in the courtyard.

At this moment, Chen Jinkui doesn't have any of the fierce look he had just now. He has the attitude of a kindly grandfather next door.

"Grandpa, where is your big copper coin? Come and play with it!"

Chen Jinkui smiled and shook his head at the same time.

"That thing is not for fun. I will give you your own big copper coin when you get there."

At this moment, a doorman ran out of the door, holding a piece of mail in his hand.

"Master Kui, I have an email for you."

at the same time.

Wang Ai opened the email.

When I saw some of the photos here, I was immediately furious.

Both eyes suddenly shrank.

The one in the photo is none other than his beloved grandson Wang Bing!

The grandson is currently lying in the hospital, his face has been graffitied, and he looks seriously injured.

However, Chen Jinkui also opened the email at this moment.

When he saw that the photo in the email was of his little granddaughter when she was in school, his face instantly turned cold.

The old man of the Wang family looked through the photos in his hands faster and faster. His grandson was lying in the hospital wearing a hospital gown.

As if he was in some kind of coma, weird pictures kept appearing in the photos of the photographer.

The more he saw such a scene, there was no trace of a smile on the face of the old man of the Wang family, and he looked extremely angry.

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