This was accompanied by the man exposed to the glimmer of light and a terrifying gunshot.

The bullet almost grazed Jin Tian's ear, shooting straight through a vase worth millions and burrowing into the wall, and the piece with a thin crack exploded.

The sound of the vase smashing down, torn apart, shrill and piercing.

Jin Tian opened his eyes wide and looked back, almost a little distance away from the bullet could penetrate her eyebrows, the other party had murderous intent towards her but was merciful, it can be seen that he didn't really want her life, and it can also be seen how accurate his marksmanship is, and the threat of the bullet seems to be the kind with eyes.

Jin Tian was not frightened, but the Ninth Master roared at the man in the seat, as if he was very dissatisfied with his actions, and the eyes of one man and one beast were so cold that the air around them could condense into ice.

It's really just as Jin Tian expected, the way he met Helian Zhicheng would be very similar to when he first met Little Brother Jing.

Jin Tian was very calm, steady, and not panicked.

What is our principle, no shame, insist on no shame, absolutely no shame.

Temptation on the brink of death.

As long as the waves do not die, they will die in the waves.

Turning around, Jin Tian's gaze fell on the man in the seat.

The man is middle-aged, but he looks only about thirty years old, and he has not deliberately maintained it, and his long-term iron-blooded and resolute face is as beautiful as a knife and an axe, and the years have made him mature and attractive.

The deep facial features are full of precipitated stories, and a pair of dark golden eyes can chill people's souls, and when they shoot over, they seem to pierce you, if there is substance.

He was dressed in a black suit, and his shirt was also black, and his aura was so powerful that it permeated the entire study, and even affected the doormen guarding outside the study.

The suit has a silver brooch in the shape of a panther.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was facing Jin Tian, and with the other hand, he casually threw the handkerchief on the table, and his lazy movements contained murderous aura.

I have to say that the father and son are really similar, and the similarity accounts for eighty percent, which shows the domineering nature of genetic influence.

If Helian Zhicheng and Helian Owl were standing together and walked outside, it would be easy for people to mistakenly think that the two were brothers, not father and son.

Helian Zhicheng's gray hair occupies half of the hair, but his face does not look very old, so it gives people the illusion that he has dyed his hair.

Jin Tian was not afraid, she was calm and calm, and even her expression was quite relaxed, and her keen eyes made her notice a cute point in Helian Zhicheng.

It is the headband looming under the cuffs, and the headband is tied into a bow, and after time of grinding, it has become white to a bleak appearance.

This reminded Jin Tian of what Helian Xiaowei had said when he knelt down to explain to her.

His mother died in childbirth, and his father hated him to the core.

Helian Zhicheng resented the appearance of Helian Owl and took away his lover.

Jin Tian thought, the infatuation of the Helian family should be inherited, right?

Little Brother Jing can't wait to stick to her.

For more than twenty years, maybe even more than thirty years, Helian Zhicheng has tied the bow headband around his wrist, ignoring the strange eyes of others, which shows that the love is deep enough.

This white hair in the dense hair is also the white head of the night more than 20 years ago.

Jin Tian groaned, feeling that he needed to relieve the coldness and alienation between father and son.

She got down from the Ninth Master's body, and then strode close to Helian Zhi City.

Seeing this, the ninth master was a little anxious, and from time to time he had to yell at his master.