In the morning of the next day, the phone rang suddenly, and ye Ziheng woke up from his clothes. He yawned a long time, with a faint color on his face. He was stunned for a long time. He picked up the ringing cell phone and looked at it.

"Contact person - Qin Feng."

"Hello."

Ye Ziheng picked up the phone, said lazily, his face full of reluctance.

"Ye Ziheng, did you kill a group of martial artists of heresy the night before yesterday?"

"Well."

Ye Ziheng replied faintly, with a trace of weariness in his tone, and some didn't want to answer Qin Feng's meaning.

But after Qin Feng listened, it was a bit messy.

"Don't you inform me of such a big thing in advance!

Qin Feng said, tone with a trace of anger.

But ye Ziheng didn't care at all. He didn't wake up yet. He was still a bit confused, so he said directly.

"I dare not say."

"Don't you dare say that? Why? "

Qin Feng asked with some doubts.

"Undercover."

"Undercover! Who did you listen to, isn't it true? "

"Heresy."

Ye Ziheng said as he fell back on the bed and went to sleep.

At the other end of the phone, Qin Feng was silent for a while, then asked again.

"Is there any clue?"

"Yes."

"What?"

"They know."

"What do you know?"

"Our actions."

"Action? What action? The operation of sending you to the stock market? "

"Well."

"Can you say a few more words?"

"Tired, sleepy, sleepy."

After listening, Qin Feng was speechless for a while. For a while, he didn't know what to say.

"Come on, call me when you're almost awake."

"Well."

Ye Ziheng nodded, and without waiting for Qin Feng to say anything more, he hung up the phone directly, and then went to bed.

But I don't know why, as soon as the phone hung up, ye Ziheng turned over the bed several times, but he didn't want to sleep more and more, so his spirit became better and better.

"Shit!"

Ye Ziheng scolds, sits up from the bed, opens the mobile phone, looks at the address book, sighs, dials Qin Feng's phone.

"Hello, wake up?"

As soon as the phone is connected, ye Ziheng hears Qin Feng's smiling voice, and ye Ziheng is reluctant.

"I had a hard time sleeping, but I was interrupted by you. Now I'm very happy. I'm angry with you on purpose."

Ye Ziheng said this in his heart, but he dare not say it. After all, he is also a strong man in jiupinjing. He can't beat others.

"What did you just say about undercover?"

"I overheard it when I was following a martial artist of a cult. He knew that you sent disciples of the two clans of he lianzong and tianxingmen to Mushi, and that you came to eliminate the cult."

After listening, Qin Feng thought for a while.

"There are not many people who know about this. Even the disciples of the clan know that we are going to wipe out the cult, but they don't know where we have sent you all, except for some of your past people and some senior officials."

Said this, Qin Feng dundun, after a long time, then said.

"What can I do for you?"

"You are the patriarch, shouldn't you come to find a way?"

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Qin Feng a listen, but a smile, way.

"But don't forget that you are in the stockmarket now. If you don't arrest this traitor, can you walk on the streets of stockmarket at ease? Maybe a guy will come out and kill you sometime. "

When ye Ziheng heard this, he was speechless, but he couldn't refute it, because reason is such a truth. Especially this time, ye Ziheng had more than 300 disciples of heresy in one pot. I'm afraid they've already focused on themselves. If they don't find this traitor, they may not know who did it when they were stabbed one day.