Chapter 117: The next example is not an example

However, Zhang Jianfeng could clearly feel that although her attitude was indifferent, it also carried a sense of complaint. Otherwise, it would never have been done to him.

"Do you want me to ask you to sit down?" Ye Yun's cold voice sounded behind him.

Zhang Jianfeng dared to sit down on the sofa opposite them tremblingly, no way, thinking that he Zhang Jianfeng is also a tough guy, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of the tempering of hell, but he is afraid of his boss Ye Yun.

"Eh, that, the boss, sister-in-law, the little one is definitely an unintentional mistake, I promise not to take it as an example!"

When facing Ye Yun, especially when Ye Yun's face was not good, he would often behave incoherently.

Leng Qingxue's originally snow-white face was dyed with an unusual flush because of Zhang Jianfeng's words, and when a clear-eyed person saw it, he looked shy.

When Zhang Jianfeng saw it, he was even more sure that what he was thinking just now was correct, it seemed that he had really ruined the boss's good deeds, and it was no wonder that the boss had an expression of wanting to kill him.

Before Ye Yun could shoot his cold eyes at him again, his back was already in a cold sweat.

Help, he's really in dire straits. But at the moment, I'm afraid that the only one who can save him is himself.

"I guess I'd better get down to business first!" he continued to look at the four different eyes, and finally remembered that the purpose of his trip was to report to Ye Yun about the specific situation of the bomb that appeared in their room yesterday.

Ye Yun is a pair, you kid is finally going to start talking about people. If he wants to let him go, then he has to think about the next words and think about it carefully. Otherwise......

Zhang Jianfeng followed Ye Yun not in a day or two, the way of nature, otherwise what was omitted later. Ye Yun has always liked to listen to the people below talk nonsense, and he feels that it is a waste of life.

"As for the waiter who planted the bomb in the room, the brothers have found it, and he admitted that the bomb in the boss's room was put down when he came in to clean up the room, but he never said who was behind the scenes, and finally committed suicide by taking poison!" There was a slight regret in his tone, if they weren't too negligent and too light, they wouldn't have given the waiter a chance to commit suicide.

As an excellent mercenary, it was Ye Yun who personally brought it out, and it was a thing that could not be forgiven for letting the prisoners they wanted to interrogate commit suicide by poisoning themselves under their noses. So he was mentally prepared to be punished by Ye Yun before he came. And he also declined the kindness of the other brothers to accompany him.

"Suicide by taking poison?" Ye Yun didn't get as angry as Zhang Jianfeng imagined, but just frowned and asked.

Zhang Jianfeng is a soldier trained by him personally, and he knows more or less in his heart than anyone else. If it's really just an ordinary person, how can it escape the eyes of that group of human spirits.

Apparently, the waiter was a member of a highly trained group of killers. There is no way to compete with Ye Yun in terms of strength, so he can only choose assassination.

But he didn't expect that the assassination would also fail, so he chose the last resort of suicide.

Leng Qingxue has been listening quietly beside her, without expressing any opinions, but the original shyness is gone, replaced by the usual cold as frost.

Zhang Jianfeng saw that Ye Yun didn't mean to blame him, and the tense Xuan in his head also relaxed. The expression on his face is not as nervous as it was just now. After clearing his throat, he continued:

"Our people have already done an investigation in the hotel, and the results of the investigation show that the waiter who committed suicide by taking poison just came to work in the hotel last week, and at that time he was hired because he was quick with his hands and feet, and he was diligent in his work!

The clue seems to have broken again at this point.

"Could it be someone from Shuangba's side?" Zhang Jianfeng cautiously said his guess.

When Ye Yun killed Shuangquan and helped Leng Qingxue get the Tianwei Stone that she saw as more important than her own life, Zhang Jianfeng and the other brothers had not yet come to Myanmar. It was precisely for this reason that Ye Yun called them over.

Therefore, he was not particularly clear about the situation at that time, and now he can only guess, and the final conclusion is still up to Ye Yun.

"Impossible!" Ye Yun and Leng Qingxue replied in unison.

They had participated in the auction four days before, and the killing of Shuangquan had naturally happened only after that, but the waiter who had taken poison had joined the company a week earlier. Judging from the fake address he provided when he joined the company, it is not difficult to know that he had ulterior motives. No matter how great his ability is, it is impossible to predict the prophet.

Even Ye Yun himself didn't know in advance that he would choose such a path, he was obviously planning to give up his original life. Killing Shuangquan was just to make the beauty beside him smile comfortably.

Leng Qingxue would say that it couldn't be because what she learned from Mr. Jiang was that Shuangba was indeed concentrating people, but she hadn't found out who was the murderer of Shuangquan.

Although Shuangba is a big man with a head and face in Myanmar and has relatively large power, he will definitely not kill people indiscriminately in such a daze. If that were the case, his power would not have been able to develop to the level it is today. It only shows that this person is not as brave and resourceless as he seems on the surface.

With his personality, if he really knew that Ye Yun was the murderer of his son, then he would never use such a means as planting a bomb to deal with Ye Yun.

So who else would do everything possible to deal with him Ye Yun? Lowering his head and supporting his chin with his hands was the way he always thought about problems.

Even if he wants to break his head, he can't imagine when he offended the great god of which way, and even the latest new weapons have been used, it seems that his future days are really in dire straits.

But this was not the moment he decided to kill Dutch, and he also re-accepted the life that he had pushed out of his own world. It also means that it is impossible for him to live an ordinary life anymore, and he must accept the bloody storm.

No matter how much killing, it doesn't matter to him, the only thing he can't accept is that Leng Qingxue is by his side, and he can't let Leng Qingxue be hurt because of his relationship.

Absolutely not, forget about Leng Ling back then, Leng Qingxue must not have another accident.

Leng Qingxue's hand held Ye Yun's, in front of Zhang Jianfeng, without the slightest pretentiousness and artificiality.

She thought she could finally feel why her sister would buy this man in front of her, and he was definitely worthy of her love. It all seems to have nothing to do with her, but it's all because of her.

She can't do anything now, but because she's by his side, it might distract him. Thinking of her cold love, such a proud modern woman, a strong business woman, for the first time felt that her existence was worthless or cumbersome.

Ye Yun naturally felt the coldness of her fingertips, but she wanted to pour all her strength into him. Gently holding her hand, he was now filled with a feeling of strength all over his body.

As long as she's around, then there's nothing to be afraid of.

At this time, the villa of the double tyrant

On the luxurious leather sofa, Shuangba, who had been sitting for several days, had red eyes at this time, and his heart was full of anger, but he didn't know who to go to.

All of his subordinates have been scolded by him these days. No one dared to take another half step closer to his side. Shuangquan's death had brought him to the brink of collapse, but he had no idea that what would make him even more devastating was yet to come.

Three days, seventy-two hours had passed, and he had gathered most of the important people in Burma, but he still had no clue about the murderer of his precious son, Shuangquan.

Oh my god, it's a bunch of garbage! grabbed the ashtray on the table in front of me and threw it out.

In three days, in this villa, as long as he could touch anything, none of them were spared by his smashing and smashing. The duo had forgotten how long it had been since he had been so angry.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Shuangquan's personality is a bit extreme, acting perversely, and there is no one in his eyes. But with his old face all these years, no one in the entire Myanmar still dares to do anything to the eldest young master of his two families.

As a result, I didn't expect that the pampered son would one day be killed on his own territory, which was simply slapping him in the face. If this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, not only will his son's soul have no way to rest in peace, but even he will have to follow the jokes of Jiang Lao Ghost and Dugu's family.

After the ashtray was smashed out, I unexpectedly didn't hear the sound of landing.

"Master, I haven't seen you for many years, your temper is still the same as back then!"

After a delicate voice sounded, the seemingly inconspicuous but expensive ashtray appeared intact in front of the double giant.

The force of Shuangba's throwing ashtray just now is not small.

"Miss Zhong, you're finally here, how about it? The old man didn't hurt you just now!" After Shuangba raised his head to see the appearance of the visitor, his face showed the first smile in these days, as if he had seen a savior.

"Giggles" The entire hall of the villa was filled with laughter all at once.

"Master, you are more and more fond of talking and laughing!" After the laughter stopped, cold words followed, making Shuangba's smile freeze on his face in an instant.

Shuangba also realized the mistake in his words and hurriedly apologized. If she could be hurt by his ashtray, it would be in vain for him to come all the way.

"Overlord, look at you nervous, I'm just joking!"

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