Look at that, is ready to forcibly bring the autumn Mu orange.

"Dare you?"

"My husband Ye Fan is in Jiangdong. If you dare to move me, Ye Fan will certainly not forgive you!"

Autumn Mu orange although in the heart is frightened, but still shrieking.

Now she can only take Ye Fan's prestige and oppress them.

Hearing the sound, Lu Mingfeng immediately laughed.

The laughter was as loud as hearing the funniest joke in the world.

"Ye Fan?"

"He is your trust."

"If you had mentioned his name before, I might have been afraid of it."

"But now, unfortunately, I tell you that ye Fanta is dead!"

"Just tonight, Shaohua and I sent a small team of mercenaries to raze Yundingshan villa to the ground with rockets."

"As for ye fan, I'm afraid it has been burned to ashes in the blazing fire."

"To oppress me with a dead man can only say that you have made a wrong calculation."

In the hall, Lu Mingfeng grinned grimly.

In the words, there is endless arrogance and wanton.

Like a winner, looking down on the defeated general.

Autumn Mu orange heard, at that time, as if by lightning, the whole person, will stay in place.

"No ~"

"no way, you are lying to me."

"A few days ago, Ye Fan just came to Yanjing to see me."

"He's not dead. He's alive."

"You are lying."

Autumn Mu orange shakes his head to say, pretty face is full of fear.

"If you don't believe it, go online and have a look."

"The news of the cloud top mountain fire is still at the top of the hot search list?"

Lu Mingfeng smiles faintly.

Under the anxious autumn Mu orange, when even takes out the mobile phone.

Sure enough, when he pointed in a piece of news, he saw the eternal flame on Yunding mountain.

"The ten billion villa suddenly exploded and the fire soared into the sky. Three bodies have been found, and the rescue workers are still trying their best to rescue them ~"

in the video, the reporter's voice was loud and clear.

At that moment, autumn Mu orange only felt a piece of buzzing in his mind.

With a bang, the mobile phone fell to the ground.

"How about Miss Qiu?"

"What can you rely on now?"

"I advise you, or obedience to the good, so that you can also eat less pain."

Lu Mingfeng smiles with pride. Xu Shaohua sits aside with a cold smile in his mouth, sipping coffee quietly.

Hum ~

just when Lu Mingfeng learned the extreme, suddenly, a deep buzz came, and Lu Mingfeng's mobile phone rang.

Lu Mingfeng looked down and found that it was Wu Weitao's phone call and answered.

He estimated that Wu Weitao should be asking him about the villa in Yunding mountain.

"Hello, Wushi? "Yunding mountain..."

Lu Mingfeng laughed with pride, but he was interrupted by Wu Weitao before he finished.

"Run away!"

"If you don't want to die, run away!"

"If you leave Yunzhou and Jiangdong, the farther you can escape, the better."

"Come on

"Otherwise, everything will be too late ~"

on the phone, Lu Mingfeng's anxious and gloomy angry voice came.

Lu Mingfeng heard, the smile on his face, suddenly stagnated, the whole person, when even Leng in situ.

"Wu Shi, what are you talking about?"

"What happened?"

"Ye Fan is dead, why should we flee?"

Lu Mingfeng asked in doubt.

"Oh, really?"

However, Lu Mingfeng's words have just come to an end.

Blast ~

a gust of wind swept through, and the doors and windows in front of me burst open.

Outside the cold cold wind, along the window, crazy irrigation.

That deep wind, only if, the devil's low roar!

In the gale, under the dark night, I saw a thin figure, just like that, standing in the wind and rain.

The secluded gaze, like the gaze from the abyss, overlooks the heaven and earth!