The girl in white appeared in the living room inexplicably and passed out on the sofa.

He also held a purple-handled scythe in his hand.

Jiang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he chuckled in his heart.

Isn't this purple-handled scythe the weapon of the killer leader?

Could it be that the person in front of you is the Killer President!?

Jiang Yan didn't make a move, but sat directly next to him and waited quietly.

From time to time, I observed the girl.

Dressed in white, but stained with blood.

There were also drops of blood on the floor.

The delicate facial features like porcelain dolls were a little miserable, as if they had been injured in some way.

But there was a mark of fire on his forehead.

I don't know why.

He didn't feel any hostility at all.

The most important thing is that he can't even detect the strength of this girl.

Less than five minutes.

The girl slowly opened her eyes, confused, and then sat up as if nothing was happening.

Jiang Yan said lightly: "Who are you?" ”

The girl didn't respond, her beautiful eyes were very confused, she stared at Jiang Yan and said, "Jiang Yan, I'm hungry." ”

The words are as innocent as a girl.

Not as cold as last time.

Jiang Yan frowned and said, "What do you want to eat?" ”

The girl replied, "Eat meat." ”

The tranquil and quiet appearance made Jiang Yan seem to see another picturesque appearance.

"Okay."

Jiang Yan straightened up, went to the kitchen to get a few steaks, and without too much decoration, he brought them up naked.

When the girl saw the meat, her eyes lit up, and she devoured it like a whirlwind.

I ate all the steaks in three or two clicks.

After eating, she smacked her lips, touched her stomach, turned to look at Jiang Yan and said, "I'm still hungry." ”

"It's gone."

"Oh."

The girl's mouth pursed slightly, as if she was a little unhappy.

Jiang Yan said: "You are the president? ”

The girl blinked, a little confused, shook her head and said, "I don't like people to call me president, my name is Allure." ”

Pleasure......

Jiang Yan looked at Allure with some curiosity, feeling that she seemed to be different from the president in his impression, although the breath was the same, but the feeling was different.

Jiang Yan said, "Then is this sickle yours?" ”

Allure nodded, picked up the purple-handled sickle, and said softly: "What others gave me, do you want it, I'll give it to you." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the scythe.

There was no trace of regret on his face.

It's as if Jiang Yan really wants it, she will really give it.

Jiang Yan was a little surprised, and shook his head, "Don't, you can take it yourself." ”

"Oh."

Allure took the scythe and suddenly said, "I want to sleep." ”

"Follow me."

Jiang Yan got up and took Allure to the guest room, and found that his clothes were tight, Allure was barefoot, holding a sickle, and his little hands were gripping the corners of Jiang Yan's clothes, and his little face was full of confusion.

This made Jiang Yan's brows furrow even more.

After coming to the guest room, Allure lay down directly and almost fell asleep in seconds.

Jiang Yan didn't stay, and returned to the living room to clean up the bloodstains.

Just now he noticed.

There was a slight crack in Allure's scythe.

It should have been left behind when he went up to fight him.

Doesn't that mean that the last time I fought Jiang Yan was Allure!?

But Jiang Yan didn't think so.

He was sure that this Allure was not the president he had met before.

This was the first time he had met Allure.

The first time I met the President, after Genting Villa.

The second time I met the president was on Zhong Wantian's island.

This is the third time.

Every time he met the president, although the breath was the same, it could give him a completely different feeling.

Even the scent is different.

Could it be that there are three presidents of the Killer Guild?

But what's the matter with the purple-handled scythe?

Jiang Yan frowned.

After returning to the room, he couldn't calm down, so he had to get up again and go to the guest room to see that it was empty.

Allure has left.

Meantime.

Inside the Pan Homeland.

This Pan Homeland is not the same as the antique market of the Forbidden City.

It's the hero of the underground world, the place of Pan Qiye.

A short old man in a black suit and tie wandered back and forth in the study.

There were also more than a dozen men in suits sitting at the huge conference table, with somewhat unnatural expressions.

Not long after Pan Chenglong's accident.

The captains in the city that never sleeped were like crazy, and began to sweep Pan Qiye's yard frantically.

Overnight.

Chen Shen stepped down.

The son was paralyzed.

Even his bars and entertainment cities were closed more than a dozen, and even his subordinates were arrested hundreds of people to enter!

Pan Qiye was naturally furious.

One of his subordinates reported: "Seventh Master, the murderer has been released, should we ......?"

Pan Qiye's face was calm, he naturally didn't think that it was because of Jiang Yan that this turmoil would be caused.

He thought maybe he had just hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Don't worry, those captains are beating me and telling me to restrain a little."

The subordinate was stunned for a moment and said, "Then Young Master Long's revenge will not be avenged?" ”

"Report! moved my son of Pan Qiye, how can he have a chance to live. ”

A touch of gloom flashed on Pan Qiye's face, and he said, "Go to the boxing arena to find a cleaner one, and go and solve the problem called Jiang Yan." ”

"Understood."

The man immediately ran out.

……

Cheng family.

At this time, the Cheng family was also brightly lit overnight.

There were only three people seated in the conference room.

Sitting in the first place is the head of the Cheng family, Cheng Liangzhi.

Cheng Liangzhi did not smile.

"Presumably, you have also received the news about Hu Sheng's murder, and the murderer has been released, tell me your opinion."

The eldest son Cheng Shaogang said angrily: "He is challenging our Cheng family, Dad, give me a day, I will definitely kill him to avenge Uncle Hu!" ”

The second son, Cheng Shaoming, said hurriedly: "Big brother is not proper, when the evidence is conclusive, how could the murderer be released, and it also caused an investigation in the city, this person's identity is strange!" ”

"Are you stupid to read?" Cheng Shaogang scolded: "The Cheng family has already killed two people, and if you don't take action, people outside will think that our Cheng family is easy to bully." ”

"Alright, stop arguing."

Cheng Liangzhi scolded, looked at Cheng Shaoming with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and said: "What if you have an identity, my Cheng family is not afraid." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Shaoming hurriedly said, "Dad! ”

was interrupted by Cheng Liangzhi waving his hand.

"However, now that the turmoil has just started, my Cheng family can't be the first bird, look at what Pan Qi is going to do, if he doesn't make a move, Xiaogang, you will make a move, make things like the real thing, and blame Pan Qi."

Cheng Shaogang was overjoyed and said: "Understood! ”

When Cheng Shaoming heard this, he just wanted to continue talking, but he was glared at directly by his father, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes blocked his words back.

The fists hidden under the table were clenched even tighter.

The clearance operation began late at night.

The entire city that never sleeps was almost in a panic.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Yan was making breakfast.

Qing Ruhua came over early and knocked on the door.

Jiang Yan was a little surprised and said, "So early? ”

Qing Ruhua said lightly: "You didn't say a few points." ”

"It's okay, come in."

Qing Ruhua sat directly at the dinner table, quiet and tranquil, as if she was a fairy who did not eat the world.

Zhang Xiaobo was stunned for a moment when he came out and saw Qing Ruhua, and said in a low voice: "I grass, the boss really has a kind, and other women dare to bring it to the house, aren't you afraid that Doudou will be angry." ”