Chapter 1197: Life and Death (27)
If you want to hold his style, and do it so neatly and not be noticed, it must not be taken for granted, it must have been carefully and thoughtfully planned.
At least, it has been planned for several years, if not longer.
He didn't know what had happened there when he left the hotel, but judging by Caesar's imperative expression, it should have been calm over there.
Such a calm, that means, he did not leave.
His people had already arrived here, but it was as if they hadn't left.
So, who, instead of him, who can replace him seamlessly?
How did a substitute who couldn't even see Zhu Huan's flaws come out?
It is obvious that someone on his side betrayed him!
Moreover, this person is quite familiar with him, and only such familiarity can create a perfect ...... Another wind-sama.
Is that betrayer from Kyoto, or from City A?
Feng Hao frowned slightly, if things really went according to this, then would grandma and those close to him become the targets of their next purge?
The woman in her arms moved unsteadily, her delicate arms still dominating his body. He leaned his head, kissed her soothingly, and whispered, "It's okay, I'm here!"
The woman's eyelids moved, her head pressed against his chest, and her breathing gradually became even again.
"Fool, I'm the one who has caused you, and they're coming for me. He stroked her hair and looked at her with pity.
Now it seems that he has to live, and if he lives, grandma and they will be safe and sound. Otherwise, they will become useless hostages and be quietly disposed of.
Thinking about it, there was no trace of fear on his handsome face, and when he closed his eyes, he hugged Xia Yucheng and fell asleep.
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, which was deliberately tried to conceal, but it still did not escape Feng Hao's ears.
He opened his eyes and saw the doorknob turning slightly. So, he carefully withdrew his arm from under Xia Yucheng's neck and sat up.
The door was pushed open a crack, and when the eyes outside the door saw Feng Hao, who had already sat up, their eyes instantly became embarrassed.
"Don't wake up my woman!" Feng Hao gently got out of bed, walked over and opened the door.
Caesar's body took a step back sharply, and said with a smile, "I personally came up and told you to go down to dinner, what's the matter, didn't you sleep well?"
"We slept well, if only we could change the curtains!" said Windy playfully.
"Oh! This room is rarely occupied, so ...... Okay, can I change it for you at night?"
Feng Hao looked at him with some amusement: "I remember, the Marlborough family started out as a fraudster, and later ran a hotel, a casino, or something. I have to say that your service, I ...... Relatively satisfied. ”
Caesar's cheeks flushed slightly, his family did start with deception, and their ancestors were best at Qianshu.
However, this can't be put on the table, it can't be compared to the Feng family, it really reflects the courage and bloodlust of men.
"Actually, the Feng family is a family of blood, Lord Feng, have you ever thought about how you will die?" Caesar's face turned cold.
"He died, and he died with me. At this moment, a woman's voice sounded behind Feng Hao.