However, compared with Lord Zhanhan, the other guards of Bixi Manor seemed vulnerable.

Their throats were either strangled by the apocalyptic people, their limbs were torn off, or they were cut in half... They died in miserable ways.

At this time, a specially made Big Bat fighter landed on the ground, and a man wearing a white hooded cloak came over.

The Shenyin messenger immediately reported to him: "Young Master, the radar has detected that 1,780 people have died in Tourmaline Manor, with a total of 1,990 life and death cards."

"There are still 206 people here, please deal with them quickly."

The young master issued the order swiftly and decisively as usual, "Go and find out the identities of these deceased people."

The man wearing a white cloak and a silver fox mask came over.

"Jue Zhan Han, do you know the price of being too smart?"

Although it was a disguised voice, Zhan Hanjue judged from the cadence of his tone that he was undoubtedly Yu Chengqian.

Zhan Hanjue was slightly shocked. Since these people knew that there were 1,990 living people and 1,780 dead people in Tourmaline Manor, the remaining living people should be 210. Where are the four others?

"Yu Chengqian!" Zhan Hanjue suddenly shouted.

"Stop pretending!"

But Jue Zhan Han's words made him despair to the extreme.

Just because of that sentence, "Zheng Ling is my aunt's daughter."

"You lied!" Yu Chengqian was angry.

For the sake of Zheng Ling and his three children, and to fulfill his selfish ambition, Zhan Hanjue decided to tell a huge lie to Yu Chengqian.

"My surname is Yu, your little aunt hooked up with my uncle and gave birth to Yan Zhengling. This is a shame to our Zhan family. Our Zhan family will never allow such crazy messengers like you to sneak into the Zhan family and ruin the honor of our Zhan family.

The current tradition."

"What did you say?" Yu Chengqian has always been an emotionless robot when he was on a mission.

Zhan Hanjue upgraded his psychological tactics, "Do you know why I suddenly stopped loving Yan Zhengling? It's because she has the most shameful blood of your Yu family flowing in her body."

Yu Chengqian was furious, "Jue Zhan Han, I want you to die badly."

Pointing his fingers at Lord Zhan Han, his fingers were trembling with anger, "What are you doing with him? If you can't beat him, equip me with weapons."

Zhan Hanjue said: "Humph, did I lie to you? Just take Tong Bao's hair for a genetic test and you will know the truth."

Lord Zhan Han threw him a tip bag.

Yu Chengqian took it over.

At this time, all the people in the Diewei battalion took off their armor. Each of them was wearing the same white shirt as Lord Zhanhan and had the same figure as Lord Zhanhan. They rushed to Lord Zhanhan like dead soldiers.

There are natural barriers around him.

Zhan Hanjue was stunned for a moment, this was the last arrangement his grandfather had made for him.

At this time, Diewei projected a pre-prepared smoke bomb, and instantly black smoke billowed and filled the entire Tourmaline Manor.

There was a wild sneer in Zhan Hanjue's eyes.

At this time, several big bats took off, and countless new types of ammunition were projected on Zhan Hanjue. In an instant, fire started everywhere, and the prairie fire quickly turned into a sea of ​​​​fire.

Lord Zhanhan shuttled between the sea of ​​fire like a cheetah.

"Young Master, get on the chariot quickly."

Together they supported Lord Zhan Han and boarded the chariot.

After the thick smoke cleared, hundreds of identical tanks with identical drivers appeared in Tourmaline Manor.

Jue Zhan Han looked at the dead soldiers who charged for him, and then he realized: Grandpa's Die Guard battalion had been disbanded a long time ago. However, the core elite Die Guards were left behind to cover his departure.

"Grandpa, I accept your wishes." An evil sneer appeared on Jue Zhan's lips.


Chapter completed!