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Yan Lingmu is dead.
He died in the Jinlingjiang Hotel, on his own territory.
The death was silent, and a generation of great gray lords was annihilated.
It¡¯s time.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Fate.
Everything is fate.
You cannot lose your conscience as a human being. Once you lose your conscience, there is no need to live.
This is what Lin Xiao once said, and it can be used anywhere.
Outside, there is a lot of blood, the blood is so bloody, and the dead bodies are shocking.
Lin Xiao just glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze and turned to the bedroom. Before leaving, he ordered: "Dispose of the body and give a gift to the Yan family so that they can stay safe."
Zhou Quejin stood there, looking at the back of the young man, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. Then he looked at the dead Yan Lingmu, and he could only sigh.
This is also considered fate.
The son he raised ended up like this.
??It really fulfills that sentence, the cycle of life and death is endless, it¡¯s not that there will be no retribution, it¡¯s just that the time has not yet come.
It¡¯s eleven o¡¯clock sharp at night.
Boom!
A loud noise came from the huge villa of the Yan family, alarming the sleeping members of the Yan family.
One by one, they walked out of their respective rooms complaining one after another and came to the courtyard.
When they saw that scene in the field, they were all frightened and exclaimed.
The timid one simply lay on the ground and vomited.
Two corpses.
He died with his eyes closed, his throat was pierced with a sharp dagger, and he was tortured horribly before his death.
One body was shot in the head with one shot, killing him directly.
"The two corpses, in this early winter, in the cold wind, penetrate the heart and soul.
Don¡¯t call it timid, even the boldest will probably break out in a cold sweat.
"Who did it!"
Among the crowd, there was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with gray hair on his temples, but his face was beardless. Instead, he looked very elegant, with a majesty that only comes from being in a high position for a long time.
Yan Jun, the current head of the Yan family, is also the current highest controller of the Yan family.
He has a cold demeanor and a burning rage.
The two corpses were none other than Yan Lingmu and his only son Yan Ling.
Yan Jun never expected that the father and son would be killed today.
Not only did he kill him, but he actually transported his body to him.
Provocation!
Chi Guoguo¡¯s provocation!
They didn¡¯t take their Yan family seriously at all.
"Brother, this is a bit strange. Rubin was killed in Yanjing some time ago, and it seems that they also used this method. Today, the third child and Yan Ling were killed, and the method was the same as last time."
Next to Yan Jun, there was a middle-aged man who looked vaguely similar to him, but maybe a few years younger, and he expressed his guess.
His name is Yan Zhuyun, and he is the second master of the Yan family. He has a high status and is second only to Yan Jun in the Yan family.
"You mean, maybe it was the same person who did it?" Yan Jun was able to get around to his current position, and his mind was not bad. He reacted quickly and asked doubtfully.
"Um."
The speaker snorted, "I suspect that that person may have come to Aurous Hill. I will send someone to investigate later and make sure the culprit pays the price he deserves."
Wow!
The weather was getting colder and the wind was getting stronger. Outside the Yan family compound, a large swath of begonia flowers suddenly swept across and fell from the sky.
The begonia flowers are flying, overwhelming and beautiful.
Many people raised their heads and looked at the sky full of begonias, a little obsessed.
"What a nice view."
Someone murmured to himself.
"Look, there's someone there!"
Suddenly, a member of the Youyan family pointed to the center of the sky full of flying begonias.
There, there is a graceful figure, wearing a bright red cheongsam, embroidered with the pattern of "Phoenix Soaring into the Nine Heavens".
The woman has the face of a southern Xiaojiabiyu, with a charming face, swaying her body, gradually approaching in the sea of ????flowers.
She had a pair of beautiful autumn eyes. She looked at Yan Jun, who had a gloomy face, and said charmingly: "Master Yan, my Mr. Lin said that you should stay safe and behave yourself."
"Here come, hurry upArrest this woman! "
Yan Zhuyun was the first to react, and immediately shouted orders to the surroundings, and even took out a pistol.
But, the next moment, the woman was like a ghost, wandering in all directions, drifting away amidst the dancing begonias in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the person is gone.
The begonia flowers have fallen, covering the sky and the sun!
People in the Yan family were making a fuss all around, and they were all very angry.
"She actually wants our Yan family to stay in peace and order. Is she looking for death?!"
"That's too presumptuous. You don't take our Yan family seriously at all."
All kinds of remarks, all kinds of angry words, were spoken one by one.
Only, Yan Jun didn't say a word, but looked at the begonias all over the ground and fell into deep thought.
"Brother?"
Seeing that Yan Jun remained silent, Yan Zhuyun opened his mouth tentatively.
The breeze was blowing, and it was getting colder. Yan Jun tightened his clothes a little, and turned a deaf ear to the questions of his younger brother beside him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the begonias all over the ground.
Begonia? !
Suddenly, he was startled and turned his head to look at Yan Zhuyun in shock.
Yan Zhuyun looked puzzled and asked subconsciously: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"When Begonia comes out, the world will be in chaos." Yan Jun said in a deep voice with a trembling tone and a hint of fear.
As soon as he said these words, Yan Zhuyun was stunned at first, and then his expression was the same as his, with a look of disbelief on his face, "When the god of death appears, the world will be in trouble."
"Big brother won't be"
The speaker said tremblingly, but he did not dare to say the following words, nor did he dare to mention them.
Because the person behind this is too terrifying, so terrifying that just by hearing it, people will feel that a disaster is about to happen.
"When the begonia flowers bloom, the world is in chaos. The begonia flowers have bloomed, and Jinling is now in chaos."
Yan Jun forced himself to hold back the panic in his heart. This was the first time that he, the eldest son of the Yan family, had felt such fear in so many years. He felt as if death would come at any time, and then his entire family was wiped out.
"Brother, this is impossible, that person has no reason to come to Jinling." Yan Zhuyun was still in disbelief, with a hint of doubt.
Yan Jun shook his head, "He's here and he's already in Jinling."
"Do you still remember the gunfire that echoed through the sky an hour ago?"
"That's a sign. Now my Yan family has become the first target of suppression. Since he told us to behave ourselves, then we should behave ourselves."
Yan Zhuyun thought for a moment and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, because these are really signs of chaos in the world, "By the way, I heard that a big change happened in Yanjing some time ago. The four major families were annihilated and have been in control of Yanjing for a hundred years. The Xiao family also completely collapsed, and I heard that all the people from the cabinet who went to Yanjing died."
"Yesterday, according to the news, the entire Yanjing City was sealed. No one can enter, and those inside cannot get out. Could it be that person?"
"It's really possible." Yan Jun didn't object, because his father learned the news that the last time he appeared was in Yanjing.
That is a great terror, a taboo god that makes the world fearful.
Night Death!
"The situation in Jinling is changing, and there may be a huge storm coming. But if we are exposed to the storm, can we still survive?"
Yan Jun raised his head and looked at the sky where the black clouds were getting thicker and thicker. He felt as if the black clouds were overwhelming the city, and sighed with deep worry.
"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, big waves are rushing forward, and the collapse of the huge city may really only happen in a matter of seconds." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com