The Office of the Chairman of Wanshi Group.

This time, Wan Wenyou pushed the door in directly, with an excited face: "Father, there is news from Wuzhou again, Chen Songzi returned to Yanguihu Villa last night, and left in a hurry half an hour later!"

"According to the report of the spies I arranged near the Yangui Lake villa, when Chen Songzi left, his face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be injured!"

Wan Changru's face also showed a hint of joy: "This master invited by the Gongsun family is very good!"

"Now, we can do it!" Wan Wenyou said.

"No, I'm waiting for three days, if Chen Mo hasn't appeared after three days, you're here to report to me!" Wan Changru said with a serious face.

"Good!"

Wan Wenyou left, Wan Changru fell into deep thought, and his fingers habitually tapped lightly on the table.

"Chen Mo, are you really dead?"

In the hotels under the Meihua Group, Chen Songzi, Yan Chengcheng and Sang Sang gathered in the room with a heavy face.

"That person is so powerful! You are not even an opponent, senior brother!"

Yan Chengcheng's peerless face revealed a touch of shock.

Chen Songzi nodded: "He should be a Body Protection Realm Grandmaster, or higher, and the three of us together are not his opponents." Now our first priority is to ensure the safety of the chairman, and leave the rest alone for now, and wait for the master to come back!"

"Hmm!" the two nodded.

Three days later, the office of the chairman of Wanshi Group.

Wan Wenyou broke in again, this time, his expression was much calmer, but the fire of revenge in his eyes began to burn.

"Father, Chen Mo didn't appear, but the master invited by the Gongsun family, his disciple has already begun to enter the Yanguihu Villa. ”

Wan Changru slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, got up from the chair, and stood straight.

"It's time!"

Wan Changru whispered, and a touch of determination appeared on his face!

"You immediately go and find out Li Sufang's whereabouts in the past few days, and prepare to kill him with one blow, but remember, this matter must be done cleanly!"

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Wan Wenyou's mouth: "Father, don't worry, I promise to let her die in vain, no one will suspect us!"

"I will now begin to arrange a plan for counterattacking the Meihua Group, and as soon as Li Sufang dies, I will immediately start a full-scale war with the Meihua Group!"

Wan Changru smashed his fist on the table, and the richest man who dominated Hanyang back then seemed to be back!

"I'll go and get ready, father, and wait for my good news!"

In the great desert of the northwest, the middle-aged man did not sleep endlessly, running for hundreds of miles in one breath, and at this moment he had come to the ruins of the exquisite ancient city.

"Now, they shouldn't be able to catch up!"

The middle-aged man's lips were chapped, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the injuries in his body were difficult to suppress, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Looking at the black blood in front of him, the middle-aged man looked angry: "Poisonous!"

The middle-aged man immediately sat cross-legged and ran exercises to suppress the injuries in his body.

It didn't take long for an evil voice to sound, and the handsome young man and the black-robed man from before reappeared.

"Hehe, I said it, you can't escape!"

The middle-aged man looked panicked: "How could you find me so quickly!"

"Haha, for the sake of your death, I'll tell you, you have long been branded by Lord Hart as a grim reaper, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, we can find you!"

"You better die obediently, so as not to suffer!"

The middle-aged man looked desperate: "I see!"

"But even if I die, I'm going to pull you on your back!"

"Oh God, Char, did you hear me, he's going to fight us!" the handsome young man shouted exaggeratedly at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man Char's voice was hoarse, and he roared with a bit of anger: "Zorn, shut your stinky mouth, and send him to God quickly, my skin is about to dry out, I hate this damn desert!"

The handsome young man corrected with a dissatisfied face: "Char, please call me by my full name, Edward, Zorn! I am a member of the noble Edward family, you remember it for me!"

"That's enough, do it!" Char scolded.

Zorn looked at the middle-aged man, suddenly opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, licked his lips with a scarlet tongue, and said with a bloodthirsty sneer: "The blood of your two companions just now gave me great strength, which is even more delicious than the most beautiful virgin blood." I believe that your blood will definitely taste better!"

The middle-aged man's face was full of grief, and his fists clenched and gurgling: "Damn vampire, I want your life!"

The middle-aged man struck first and threw a punch at Zorn.

Zorn flashed, appeared behind the middle-aged man, folded his arms and smiled: "Too slow, too slow, compared to our noble blood clan, your speed is as slow as a snail!"

"Oh yes, I'm sorry, I forgot you were hurt!" said Zorn, bowing his head gracefully.

"Even if Lao Tzu is injured, I will kill you!" The middle-aged man suddenly turned around and punched the black-robed man.

"Oh no, your opponent is me, Char is just a nasty dark wizard, and his worst fear is hand-to-hand combat!" Zorn exclaimed with an eyebrow raised, a worried expression.

Char's hands hidden in the black robe, while constantly drawing spells, scolded in a hoarse voice, "Damn it, Zorn, you're a bastard!"

"Oh, my dear Charl, you're saying that, I don't care about you!" Zorn suddenly stopped in mid-air, crossed his arms and watched the play.

Bang bang!

The two energy barriers summoned by Char were quickly broken by the middle-aged man, and once he was close, Char was in danger.

"Oh, my dear Charl, your situation doesn't seem to be promising, if you need help, praise me out loud!

Char retreated as he continued to summon an energy barrier to block the middle-aged man's attack.

"Damn, how could I have such a pig teammate!"

Char scolded in a low voice, gritting his teeth and insisting, just not asking Zorn for help.

Seeing that he was almost done, Zon flew to join the warband.

The middle-aged man felt that there was danger behind him, so he could only reluctantly give up on Char and turn around to meet the enemy.

While the middle-aged man was fighting with Zorn, a grunting spell sounded behind him.

Char, complete the Dark Magic, the Demon of the Tarsus!

A humanoid black shadow quickly rushed towards the middle-aged man, and with Zorn's attack, the middle-aged man, who was already injured, soon had only the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

The middle-aged man looked desperate, he didn't expect to sacrifice two teammates, and in the end he still couldn't bring the news back.

"That's it, even if you die, you have to pull a cushion!"

The middle-aged man smiled sadly, letting the demon of tarsal bones behind him pass through his body, and then punched Zorn with all his might.

"Whew!"

Zorn was beaten and vomited blood and flew back, volleying a few heels.

"Damn Oriental, I will kill you, I will suck your blood dry and make you my slave!"

Zorn flew back into the air in embarrassment, bared his fangs at the middle-aged man, and pounced.

The middle-aged man had a miserable smile on his face, he was already injured, he exploded with all his strength to injure Zorn, and his soul was corrupted by the demon of tarsal bones, and he was already running out of oil at this moment.

Recite!

Just when the middle-aged man was desperate, a golden light broke out of the ground, directly penetrating the body of the Tarsal Demon and flying towards Zorn.