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Volume Two, Chapter Four Hundred and Seventy-Three

The door fell to the inside, revealing the grandly mounted hall inside. The huge fan surface was pressed down and the hurricane air flowed to both sides. The furniture on both sides was all fanned by the air flow and fell to both sides. The crystal-like chandeliers on the top were shaking in the strong wind and almost fell down.

The whole view of the hall is revealed. This building is like a castle. When you enter the gate, you will find a super large living room with various furnishings and rooms on both sides. The stairs spread on both sides. The name paintings and framed walls on the interior of the living room, crystal lamps, and strangely shaped statues make the castle look extremely stylish.

At this moment, a man in his garment sat in the center of the hall. He was in his sixties and was very young and looked a little old. He was closing his eyes to rest, and the huge movement could not make him open his eyes. Yuan Shuyi and Ling Zixuan sat on both sides of the main seat. Yuan Shuyi looked outside the door and looked a little surprised. Ling Zixuan's face was slightly ferocious, because Ling Fei's terrifying skills were so good.

Why did Ling Fei's skills look too terrible? This door was so big that it was knocked down with one kick!

There were several intimidating men standing next to the man in the Chinese uniform. At this moment, they all had serious faces and stared at Ling Fei with frown. Ling Fei was terrible. He went through the Wei family first tonight, fought to break the deadlock, and then turned to Jin Hailu, survived under the rocket launcher. He rushed into the Ling family alone with such a body, killed more than 20 good players who were ambushed by Ling Zixuan at home, and killed all the thirteen Iron Blood Guards carefully trained by Ling Wenjing at the door! It was so terrible to have such combat power at this moment!

These people are all people with a strength of six-star mercenary level, but tonight they have no confidence to be able to do this! This guy is such a pervert!

The group of people behind Ling Fei no longer know what words to use to describe Ling Fei's ability. Such skills are unprecedented. In a family like the Ling family, they always believe that force is just the way to achieve success, the way to control people is the king, and force is just the courage of an ordinary man. But Ling Fei's actions are undoubtedly breaking this statement. His strength has surpassed what ordinary people think.

Ling Wenjing slowly opened his eyes. There was bloodshot in his brilliance. At this age, he was seriously worried. His bloody eyes seemed to be in the battlefield. His aura was like a person who had been killed in blood in the army.

Ling Fei also looked at Ling Wenjing. The two of them had eyes in exchange. The wind roared outside the door, and the solemn and murderous aura became stronger and stronger. Both of them had inspiration for murder. Ling Fei was set up and of course wanted to kill Ling Wenjing. Ling Wenjing was naturally furious because of the plan being destroyed by Ling Fei.

Ling Fei stepped on the door panel, and the footsteps on the ground were even louder. Tonight, I will be awesome!

...

In a quaint room, the old man who was supposed to be sleeping deeply opened his eyes and sat up slowly.

"Tu tuk--"

A soft knock came from the door.

"Come in." said the old man.

Ye Zhanchen, who was outside the door, paused. He didn't expect the old man's answer to be so fast. Didn't the old man sleep?

"Old man, aren't you sleeping?" Ye Zhanchen asked softly.

"I have had a good sleep for many years." The old man said calmly.

Ye Zhanchen pursed his lips. Does this old problem refer to a physical problem or a sensitivity to gunshots? The old people who have passed through the war years are particularly sensitive to gunshots.

Ling Wenjing slowly opened his mouth: "Ling Fei, why are you crazy about the Ling family tonight?" Ling Wenjing knew the situation very well, but of course he would not say it bluntly.

Ling Fei sneered: "It's okay to admit it or not. Tonight, you can't escape."

...

Outside a living room with ancient charm, two male servants guarding the door glanced at a woman sitting inside the living room from time to time. Every time I looked at it, I felt unbelievable, why are there such beautiful women in the world?

Gudong, the male servant next to him swallowed a saliva. The woman in front of her was very conservative, simple and casual trousers, thin lining, and simple coat. She was obviously extremely simple and elegant, but her temperament was extremely extraordinary. Especially when she saw her face, she naturally had a sense of holy and elegant. She sat there with a strong and extraordinary temperament, which was really like a goddess in the Heavenly Palace. Looking at her, the male servant felt that she was fairy-like, as if she was looking at a flower in the fog.

Both male servants were guessing in their hearts, who was this woman?

Rolling around—

Outside, Ye Zhanchen pushed Mr. Ling's wheelchair and slowly came in. The two of them immediately stood up straight, but their eyes still couldn't help but glance into the living room and sneaked at the fairy.

The woman stood up when she heard the sound of a wheelchair. After entering the living room with the wheelchair, she said softly: "Old man, I'm healthy, I'm sorry to dance tonight late at night."
Chapter completed!
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