Zhuge Wentao smiled mysteriously, "You don't have to do anything." ”

"Huh? What do you mean? Cui Ziyan raised his eyebrows, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Give him $100 million and don't have to do anything?

Can there be such a good thing in the world?

Zhuge Wentao patted him on the shoulder, "If you need something, I will naturally contact you again." Now, enjoy it. ”

After that, Zhuge Wentao called two beauties in.

It's not a character, but it's all top beauties.

"Sir, we're here to accompany you!"

The delicate voice, the graceful posture, every step is the ultimate hook.

Cui Ziyan's eyes lit up, and he directly pulled the two of them, hugging them left and right, "Come, let Ye Xiang have one!" ”

After that, Zhuge Wentao didn't bother to take another look.

He closed the door of the private room and walked away, while taking out his mobile phone, "Er Shao, the matter is done." ”

——

Night.

In the cold and dark secret room, "Smack! The sound of the light switch being pressed tore apart the silence.

Immediately, the blinding light illuminated every corner of the secret room, and also illuminated the old man who was tied to the cross and covered in blood.

He remained motionless, as if he had been unconscious for a long time.

His face was covered with blood, and he was still wearing only a light shirt on such a cold winter day.

The shirt was already stained with blood, and the original color could no longer be seen.

Scarlet blood slammed down the hem of his shirt and slammed into the ground drop by drop.

The whole room was filled with a pungent smell of blood!

Lu Yiming put down the hand that had just pressed the switch, copied it in the belt of his suit with one hand, and walked slowly towards the old man.

As he walked, he sneered.

"Yan Youcheng, do you also have today?"

He smiled bloodthirstily, unexpectedly grabbing the old man's crooked chin, forcing him to look at himself.

"What about the Yan family's self-proclaimed foolproof Xuanwu Hall? Why is there no one to protect you? ”

Being tossed by him like this, the old man, who had fallen into a deep coma, finally woke up.

On those faces that were so bloodstained that they couldn't recognize who it was, there was a trace of arrogance that belonged to the Yan family!

This person is Yan Youcheng who has disappeared for a day and a night!

He looked at Lu Yiming fixedly for half a second, and squirted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and sprayed all of it on Lu Yiming's face.

"......" Lu Yiming froze for half a second, and then slapped Yan Youcheng's head crookedly, wiping his face hard, "You old horseman!" ”

Yan Youcheng didn't feel the pain.

His nerves seemed to have begun to numb, and his hands and feet were not very obedient.

is an elderly person, plus he was in the ICU when the Yan family was bombed before, and his health has long been much worse than before.

Today, where can it withstand such torture?

Words like dying and lingering could not be more appropriate for him.

But even so, he still didn't bow his head!

He stared at Lu Yiming, and his eyes still did not lose the arrogance and courage of a generation of heroes!

But for a moment of carelessness, he was caught by this bastard!

As for the Xuanwu Hall...... That was what he left to Yan Jun, and naturally he was inseparable from Yan Jun!

Lu Yiming barely wiped his face clean, but he always felt uncomfortable on his face!

This breath is naturally going to be sprinkled back on Yan Youcheng.

"Say! Back then, apart from you and the Xia family and the Huo family, who else was involved?! ”

"Who else? Don't you know? Yan Youcheng smiled coldly and looked back at Lu Yiming.