The mysterious man let out a strange and evil smile and said: "Old Yan, I really admire you, your son is dead, and you can still be so calm.

"You fart!"

Yan Baifei was so angry that he raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Don't forget your identity, and don't speak to me in this tone!"

"I know my identity very well, so you have no right to accuse me!"

The mysterious man raised his arm to press Yan Baifei's palm, stood up and said: "Everything is going according to plan, the peripheral is left to me, I hope they will take the bait."

"For Ming Gu, we must succeed!"

Yan Baifei closed his eyes with a look of pain on his face.

"Do you think the person who killed the young master knows about our plan?"

"All signs indicate that this is just a coincidence, and the other party is not so bold."

"That's good."
Chapter completed!