Chentai Middle School.

Two planes roared past, traces of the route lingering, tiger fur coats hunting in the wind.

It doesn't belong to either of the two sides, and it is a place that both sides know, Chentai Middle School is the best choice.

Eve grabbed Lan Fengrui's sleeve, a knife in his right hand could take his life at any time, for the sake of his twenty-seven killers, such precautions were indispensable.

The two sides faced each other on two opposite school buildings, and the leader took a few steps forward and walked to the closest place to the opposite side, and Eve did the same thing with a smile on his face.

"The person in charge of the twenty-seventh covenant, Yan Shuo. "Inheriting the faith and team from his father, Yan Shuo, like Eve, is not a person who was directly involved in those things, coupled with Tianwei's almost evasive forgetfulness of the Twenty-Seven Covenants over the years, everything about him has not been known to the world of the capable for a long time.

"The general manager of Tianwei's domestic station, eve. Although there is a shadow sculpture of Yan Shuo and his father in the collection that eve left in the recruiting station, it is very old, and today's Yan Shuo is no longer the youthful appearance, with a tiger skin and a faint imperial domineering.

"Is Tianwei willing to return the killer of the Twenty-Seven Covenants?" Yan Shuo remembered his father's last wish before he died, Tianwei was no longer his goal, but as the successor of the younger generation, Yan Shuo did not mind marrying Tianwei when public opinion was favorable to him.

"Wait, wait, I have some questions to know. "Under Eve's long eyelashes are a pair of dementoring eyes, dangerous eyes that can charm almost any man, and the temperament of the domineering queen can arouse the desire of conquest of bloody people.

"What's the problem?" Yan Shuo's faith made him strong enough to abandon everything before he achieved his goal.

"Twenty-seven, when will you be kind enough to adopt a child who is not capable?" Lan Fengrui snorted coldly inexplicably when he heard this question, which made Eve even more determined to continue to explore.

"That's the son of Lan Fengyang and Dongfang Jing, and sooner or later he will be the one with the ability. Yan Shuo's bass-magnetic voice fluttered in the wind, stirring up more than a wave.

Temporary Hall of the Pantheon.

"Hmph!" Lan Fengyuan tore up the note from his eyeliner and smashed it on the table with a fist, the structure of the rented temporary hall was fragile, and it was inevitable that he would have to make a few noises with this anger.

Being pressed everywhere in the school, and the family was still annoying him, Lan Fengyuan thought about it, and cursed more and more in his heart: Old guy! How long has that bastard disappeared, and he still can't forget it! Give it to me so don't think about it, I can leave you a way out!

Lan Fengyuan's nature is only for pleasure, if it weren't for Lan Fengyang, who is not the head of the family and his father, he would not even bother to arrange eyeliner to eavesdrop on his father's words, but if he wants to enjoy himself forever, it is necessary to get the huge family property of the Lan family, so all those who stop him will be eliminated without hesitation.

Lan Fengyuan vaguely remembered that his father often went to Hong Kong to play sailing when he was young, and sometimes it was common for him not to come back for a month or two.

But once, he didn't even remember which time, his father didn't come home for four months, just when his grandfather almost wanted to send someone to find him, his father came back, leading a beautiful aunt, Lan Fengyuan had no reason not to admit that she was indeed a hundred times better than his obedient mother.

That night, my grandfather beat my father in the back garden, and it took three days for the gardener to lay out the dirt.

The father sent the beautiful aunt away, but a few months later he brought back a swaddling baby, Lan Fengyuan climbed the cradle and only glanced at it, and knew that it was the child of the beautiful aunt, the child of the beautiful aunt and the father.

"The bloodline of the Lan family must be well raised, regardless of origin", no one can do anything about the hundreds of years of family rules. That was the first time, and Lan Fengyuan had a sense of crisis.

He knew since he was a child that the ranch in the suburbs was in his name, that the mansion in Amsterdam would be his adult gift, and that all the things of the Lan family would be his, but now, not necessarily.

The little baby was cuter, more well-behaved and more likable than he was, and his father would rather watch him paddling in the courtyard than do the parent-child homework assigned by the teacher with him, and would rather feed him bite by bite at the small table than accompany him to the ranch to ride a pony. He tried to complain to his mother, but his mother just blindly told him that nothing would change, but the facts are in front of him, and he wants the future?

The background of the clock on the wall changed again, the bright yellow was as dazzling as the sunlight outside the window, Lan Fengyuan stopped recalling with satisfaction, no matter what, in the end, he won after all, without that kid, everything in the Lan family would be his.

Chentai Middle School.

The air froze between the two teaching buildings, Ling Ming took out her mobile phone, and was held down by Gao Wen after typing a few words quickly.

"This person intends to provoke civil strife in Tianwei, and he cannot be calculated. ”

"Hahaha. Yan Shuo stood beside a Shunfeng ear, "That's right, that's what I intended." But this is an established fact, it is the bomb that will explode inside your Tianwei sooner or later!"

Since Lan Fengrui voluntarily changed the "Feng" in his name to "Feng", he has no nostalgia for the Lan family in his childhood memory, and he is full of the precepts of only the Twenty-Seven Covenants, and it is his greatest honor to be able to use his life experience to contribute to the Twenty-Seven Covenants.

Eve could see that Lan Fengrui, who was holding her life in her hand, suddenly became a lot harder, turned over a few knife flowers in her right hand, stepped on the floor with high heels, and looked at Yan Shuo with a smile.

"Is Tianwei willing to return my killer of the Twenty-Seven Covenants now?"

"Nope. ”