Chapter Ninety-Five: The Third Master looked very happy

"They hurt you." Yu Ying's gaze fell on Yu Mengfei's neck, caught a glimpse of the blood on it, and slightly twisted his eyebrows, not wanting to let those people go like this.

Whoever hurts her, she deserves to die.

Yu Mengfei grew up with Yu Ying since he was a child, and he knew what he meant with a look, coughed dryly twice, raised his hand to wipe his neck, wiped off the blood stains on it, and continued to plead with Yunlou and his party, "Just an anesthetic, it doesn't hurt, where am I so squeamish?" ”

She is not a good person, but since she agreed, she naturally has to do it.

Yu Ying stiffened his face, and he didn't want to say: "That's ......."

"Brother." Yu Mengfei was helpless, reached out to pull Yu Ying's hand, and was ready to know that he would move with reason, "I have promised others, and if you cooperate with me in acting, you won't move them." In this way, do you not tell all the people in the word that I am untrustworthy? ”

"If they can't spread the news, won't they let others know?" Yu Ying followed Yu Mengfei's words, looked at the girl's face that had been bitter for a second, and raised the corners of her lips, "Okay, I know, I listen to you." ”

"Captain Yunlou, go back and tell your regiment leader, I will personally visit the mercenary group another day, I hope that when the time comes, you can give me a reasonable explanation."

It's okay to let them go by listening to Ah Fei's words, but it's not over yet.

When Yunlou heard this, he secretly screamed bitterly in his heart, but he also knew that this was already the best result, so he responded bitterly, looked at Lang Wenyu with a dim face over there, and didn't say anything more, turned his head and left with someone.

Yu Mengfei breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his hand, and walked up to Lang Wenyu in the man's resentful gaze of "throw it away when it's finished", "Second Master Lang, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Lang Wenyu was completely stupid at this time, looking at the heavily armed killer team behind Yu Ying with a bloodless face, knowing that he was provoking someone who shouldn't be messed with, his dry lips moved: "I ......"

"Jingle Ling-Jingle Ling-"

Suddenly, a string of bells rang, vibrating vigorously on Lang Wenyu's chest, attracting the ideas of the people in the room.

Lang Wenyu woke up like a dream, picked it up regardless of it, and as soon as he connected, he yelled at the phone, crying heartbreakingly: "Help me, save me......"

Lang Wenying on the other side of the phone originally wanted to inquire about the news, but as soon as he got through, he saw his second brother with a blue nose and swollen face rushing to the camera, and a touch of surprise flashed in his fox-like eyes, could it be that Yu Mengfei really beat those mercenaries?

Lang Wenying was thinking about it, when the camera changed, revealing Yu Mengfei's indifferent and ruthless face.

Yu Mengfei seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and her voice was very unkind, "Third Master, you called here at this time, is there something wrong?" ”

"There really is one thing." The cold air around the woman can be felt through the screen, and Lang Wenying can probably guess that she is in the way of others cleaning up her second brother, touched her nose, and stopped talking nonsense, "My old man has made a will, and wants my second brother to go back to the old house to listen to his announcement." But now it seems that there is no need for ......"

Naturally, the dead are not eligible to inherit the family property.

"Got a will?" Yu Mengfei raised her eyebrows in surprise, handed the phone to Jing Yu and asked him to connect the video to the computer, and then raised the corners of her lips meaningfully, "The third master looks very happy, what's the matter, you finally got what you wanted?" ”