Chapter 7167

The dead attendants pulled out their guns from their waists and stared at the door.

Since Xia Canghai was called by Qin Zongheng last time, he almost didn't get killed. After that, he was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, so he paid great attention to his own life.

"If you look at this vast area of Jiangnan, what enemies are there?"

"Even if it's ten thousand steps back, even if it's his Su family. Su Yuanming's suicide, it's not enough to be afraid in front of song Qiaosen!"

Song Qiaosen sneered and hugged him with both hands. He was awe inspiring and looked like a peerless expert.

In this regard, Xia Canghai also felt a sense of stability.

It's true that song Qiaosen, the strong man who built the foundation and Xiaocheng, is in charge. Even if Su Yuanming really came late at night, it's enough to keep himself safe.

Thinking of this, Xia Canghai was relieved and ordered his subordinates to open the door.

Just didn't think about it, right now.

Just listen, "click --!" Suddenly, the door of the courtyard was opened by itself.

Don't look at the courtyard door of the courtyard, from the surface, it looks very ordinary, very inconspicuous.

But behind the ordinary gate, there is a hidden mystery. Mr. Xia invited the most authoritative safety experts and skilled craftsmen from China.

Therefore, even the most shrewd and cunning thieves may not be able to knock the gate of the courtyard from the outside in a short time.

What's more, it took a minute from knocking to opening the door. That's all.

Su Yuanming was not the kind of Swordsman and axe man who wore black night clothes on a large scale as Xia Canghai had expected.

From the door into the courtyard, it is just a young man wearing a black collar Zhongshan suit.

Outside the door, it's pouring rain, but the young men are not affected by the surrounding environment at all. On their shoulders and Zhongshan suits, let alone whether there is rain or not, they can't even see any water stains.

"You..."

"Are you..."

Xia Canghai's eyes narrowed slightly. He always felt that the young man in front of him had a feeling of deja vu, as if he had seen the young man somewhere before.

"My name is Zhang Xiaofan, Xia Canghai. I think you should have heard of my name!"

"Almost two and a half years ago, I disclosed one of your offerings. I asked this one to tell you that Zhang wudian would visit you in person."

"Now, I'm here by invitation!"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan pushed open the door and closed it gently. His smile grew stronger and stronger, as if he was just a guest invited.

"Zhang... Zhang Xiaofan?"

"Wutian devil... Zhang Wutian!"

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's report to his family, Xia Canghai's pupil suddenly shrinks into a dangerous needle shape, and the whole person can't help exclaiming.

At this time, Xia Canghai finally recollected why he had just met Zhang Xiaofan at the first sight. He felt that he had met this young man at what time and where