The news of Old Madam Long's death soon spread in the Dao, and it was even faster to get to Long Yuze than to wear it outside. The undercover agent who lurked in the Long family secretly 'touched' and 'touched' and passed the news to Poyue and Murong Jin, who were contacts.

After receiving this, and determining the true 'sex', the two of them began to stare at me and I glared at you, and kept looking at each other but had nothing to say.

There was a deathly silence in the room, and to them, it was definitely unexpected news! It's a big blow!

After taking a deep breath, Breaking Moon broke the silence first: "Young Master Jin, what should I do now?" ”

Murong Jin looked at him in a daze, his lips trembled and moved, and the expression on his face slowly changed from surprise to sadness to solemnity. In fact, he didn't know what to do for a while? Tell Long Yuze right away? No, in that case, Long Yuze must go crazy!

And he can't accept this fact, because this is not in line with An Zhihua's common sense! Although he wanted to be the boss, but before the old lady could speak, he let the old lady die, and he would rather coerce the Son of Heaven to order the world's style, which is really not in line!

Also, even if the old lady died, what about his father? Compared to the old lady's important 'sex', his father seems to be more likely to be killed!

Thinking of this, Murong Jin's heart was blocked, and even his usually steady face appeared anxious.

"Young Master Jin......" Po Yue looked at him worriedly, and understood what he was worried about.

"If you find a way to determine this matter, it may also be a 'yin' trick set up by An Zhihua!" Thinking about it, Murong Jin couldn't easily accept this fact!

"Okay, I'll get in touch again!" Breaking the moon was clear, and hurriedly contacted the people on the Long family's side again.

"I'll go out and breathe!" Getting up, Murong Jin walked out of the study.

"Hmm......" Breaking Moon glanced at his heavy back with a slight concern.

Murong Jin walked into the hall, and Long Yuze and Cong Cong didn't seem to be there, so he opened a window and stood at the window to look out.

The Lido Tower is located on the riverside, and from here you can just look out to the river.

Constantly taking deep breaths, Murong Jin's 'chest' mouth was stuffy and panicked.

What if An Zhihua really did it? The old lady died, and his father ......

"Dad......" clenched his fists, Murong Jin regretted it very much, he shouldn't have abandoned his father!

Suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed him from behind. Then the warm embrace clung to his back, and her soft touch.

Stunned for a moment, her eyes flashed slightly, and Murong Jin let go of her fist and covered her hand with her palm.

"Jin, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that his back was heavy, she was a little worried. Mo Yuhan put his face on his back and asked gently.

'Desire' stopped moving his 'lips', Murong Jin took a deep breath of the cold air coming out of the window, and then said, "It's nothing, what's wrong with you?" "She seems to have something on her mind, and she has been sad all day today.

"I don't know, it's just weird in my heart." Mo Yuhan raised his head as he spoke.

"Did you think too much, or did you not sleep well last night?" hooked the corners of her mouth, Murong Jin turned around and hugged her into her arms, and then hugged her tightly.

"Hmm...... It shouldn't be......" leaning his ear on his 'chest', listening to his beating heart, Mo Yuhan locked his eyebrows more and more: "Murong Jin, are you okay?" "How does it feel wrong......

didn't speak, Murong Jin just hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to 'rub' her into his body.

"Jin, what's wrong with you?" Feeling that his waist was about to be strangled by him, Mo Yuhan hurriedly pushed his hand away, and then looked up at his face. "Jin ......" saw his grief at the moment, Mo Yuhan's heart tugged heavily and became nervous: "Jin, what happened?" ”

I want to suppress the emotions in my heart, but those sorrows linger in my eyes. opened his mouth, and there was a kind of blockage in his throat, making him speechless.

"What's wrong with you?!" Mo Yuhan was also anxious, grabbed him and even looked at him carefully: "What's wrong with you?" Feeling unwell? What's going on?!"

"The news just now, the old lady may have had an accident......" Swallowing the discomfort blocked in his throat, Murong Jin knew that she shouldn't be worried, but at this moment, he couldn't control his emotions so freely, and the worry and sadness rolling in his heart had already occupied almost his reason. I don't know how Dad is doing now......" Lowering his head, Murong Jin choked up a little.

Looking at him in a daze, Mo Yuhan also became sad. "It's going to be fine!" Hugging him, Mo Yuhan said almost stubbornly: "Impossible, your father will be fine!" Impossible!"

Resting his chin on the top of her head, Murong Jin took a heavy breath.

"Don't worry, your father will be fine, and the old lady will definitely be fine! Don't worry!" Holding him to comfort, Mo Yuhan could only say this.

"Young Master Jin! Oh no, An Zhihua actually publicly announced the death of the old lady, and said that she would be cremated the day after tomorrow, and her bones would be scattered in the sea!" Poyue rushed out of the room and shouted at Murong Jin.

Raising his head suddenly, Murong Jin's eyes widened.

Then, the 'door' of the other room opened with a loud bang, and Long Yuze stared at the demon rule's eyes and looked at this side.

"You, just, just, say, what, what?!" Word by word, Long Yuze asked as if he was squeezing out of his teeth.

An Zhihua has already announced the news to the Dragon Gang; The old lady died of illness, and in Long Yuze's absence, he could only preside over the funeral and arrange the old lady's funeral. The funeral will be held the day after tomorrow, and the old lady will be cremated according to her wishes, and then her ashes will be scattered into the sea.

This is the surface words that are now circulating in the Dragon Gang, and those who know the inside story understand that the old lady is definitely not due to illness, but An Zhihua has already grasped the power, and the old lady is also dead, and those people are basically clear in their hearts, and the Dragon Gang will change the world in the future and become An Zhihua's things.

People who didn't support him very much also had ideas because of the old lady's death. The most important thing is that Long Yuze doesn't know where he is, they can't find anyone if they want to support him, if they don't want to offend An Zhihua in the future, then the best choice now is naturally to start supporting An Zhihua as the boss the day after tomorrow.

The Dragon Gang, whose surface has been changed from heaven to earth, is now really even the core blood has begun to be replaced, and even if Long Yuze goes back, it is impossible for him to have any victory.

This is what the Dragon Gang thought after the old lady's death was made public.

And Long Yuze here, when did he care about the Dragon Gang, all he cared about was his 'milk' and 'milk'!

But now......

was stunned at the entrance of the 'door' for a long time, and Long Yuze, who got the news, seemed to have been 'pumped' his soul and did not react.

'Milk' 'Milk' died...... His 'milk' 'milk' died......

The room was as quiet as if it were dead, and the heavy atmosphere suppressed everyone, but no one wanted to break it.

Long Yuze sat slumped at the door of the room, and the whole person was stunned like a puppet that had been emptied.

Murong Jin was still standing by the window, but his expression was similar to Long Yuze's. There was a glimmer of fantasy before, but now it seems that there is nothing to doubt. Because the person who sent them the news had already confirmed with his own eyes that the old lady's body was placed in the study.

"...... Jin" Mo Yuhan hugged him sadly, although she had never seen the old lady, but seeing Murong Jin so sad, she would not feel any better.

Cong Cong sat in the room as sadly, looking at his father who was sitting at the entrance of the 'door', and his heart was even more uncomfortable. Clenched his little fist, he swore even more that he must settle down and pay for his blood debts!