Long Feiyu also wanted to observe the situation in the room, but was blocked by Long Yu's handsome face, the young man closed the door with a cold expression, let him touch the ash of his nose, took a deep breath, and grabbed Long Yu's collar.

The latter's eyebrows and eyes were stained with anger, which actually made Long Feiyu feel that the person in front of him was the head of the Long family, and he was the most suitable heir in the future. His hands shook in fright, and he slammed his fist into the wall. He can't do anything!

Even though we already know what the other party is going to do next... But there was nothing he could do to stop him...!

Because he doesn't have the ability to compete with that kind of strong man. Long Feiyu has focused on culture since he was a child, and in ancient times, he should be a scholar who knows books and etiquette. But if it is placed in modern times, people like him will meet a big . The wrist has to be finished.

A paper tiger.

Empty identity and style, no actual ability.

Long Feiyu knew that the current situation was very unfavorable for him, and if he offended Long Yu again, he couldn't guarantee what the person in the room would do to his mother.

If you take your mother's life directly...

No! Absolutely not!

Long Feiyu couldn't dare to think about it anymore.

He glanced at Long Yu next to him, the young man was wiping his gold-rimmed glasses with a towel with his eyes, and his elite temperament was difficult to ignore, which made him not know what to say for a while. originally thought that Long Yu would be completely reduced to a soulless empty shell after being sold to the poor market, but now he is in full swing.

Long Feiyu doesn't know what Long Yu has experienced over the years, but if it were him... It may not be able to survive this day. Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that his father did not directly hand over the inheritance of the company to him.

I'm still looking forward to Long Yu in my heart...

Thinking about it like this, my heart is very uncomfortable.

Inside the room, Feng Li uses his ability to add a layer of sound insulation to this limited space, which is equivalent to an enchantment, but it is actually very different. It is only soundproof, not visual. But she had always been cautious, and had taken every part of the room that could be peeped into. The place where he reached was blocked.

The door is locked.

Feng Li sat down on the sofa calmly, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his obsidian-like eyes had been replaced by violet-like demonic purple, and the moment he looked at Zhang Wansu and Chen Bin, the two who were struggling suddenly quieted down, as if they had instantly become at the mercy of others and slaughtered. Cut people. Shape. Play. Idol.

Feng Li concocted a dream for the two.

They are in a sea of flowers, and due to the most primitive instincts, the clouds and rain are turned up, and the scene is automatically filtered out, too evil. Heart, she can't stand it.

Afterwards, Feng Li lowered his eyes and looked at his watch.

It's good, Long Batian is almost back.

Sure enough, there was another commotion outside the door.

People outside can't hear the sound of the room, but in the room. The wind on the face can really hear the sound outside. He heard Long Batian's exclamation, and Long Feiyu's roar full of crying. A moment of silence followed, and finally a sharp knock on the door.

Feng Li smiled slightly, the time had come.

She first found a hidden place to hide her figure completely, then pulled the ability to converge the soundproof barrier, and then turned into a spiritual power line to open the door lock. At that moment, Long Batian rushed in instantly.

Feng Li smiled slightly, completely restraining his breath.

She used to do this kind of reconnaissance and snooping work when she was in the other world, embedding in the base of the dark power, and this hidden "stealth" ability is extremely necessary.