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Jiang Ziliang called again to ask if song Xuan's situation had been solved.

"Well, it's solved. However, what I want to know more is who is behind the scenes. Do you know clearly?" Yang Zimei asked.

"The old man Zhuge Mu said that once he said it, he would be killed immediately by poisonous insects." Jiang Ziliang said helplessly, "the power of Zhuge family is very important in China. I can't force it too hard. I will force your senior officials. He just wanted to say it, and he died of poisoning immediately."

Poisonous insects again?

Yang Zimei frowned slightly at the thought of Zhang Haipeng's death.

What kind of witchcraft can be so powerful that it can control people's lives thousands of miles away?

If he wants to use this kind of magic to deal with himself and the people he cares about, isn't it?

Thought of this, her back slightly cold.

Her current cultivation, general poison, is ineffective for her, but she is afraid that he will use it to deal with her relatives.

After hanging up Jiang Ziliang's telephone, Yang Zimei was in a very heavy mood.

When Luo Yinghao saw that she had finished the phone call, he immediately hung his head and looked dejected. He couldn't help asking, "what did Jiang Shaoshuai say?"

"Nothing."

Yang Zimei powerlessly looked at the old house across the road. "I may have offended people who shouldn't have offended, or maybe I'm too swaggering to let people see."

Luo Yinghao looked at her slightly gloomy face and comforted, "if I'm as old as you, I'll be more swaggering. In this world, it has nothing to do with swagger. If you have the ability to threaten others, they will naturally uproot you. If you don't have the ability, you will live like an ant. You will be more humble. I don't think about it. You can do whatever you want. "

Yang Zimei looked up at him and nodded slightly.

"Major Luo, when my master comes, you can take us to visit the house ahead." Yang Zimei suddenly felt that the house opposite, in addition to the nine palace flying star array, gave her a strange feeling.

"Yes."

Luo Yinghao nodded, "I don't know if master Li will go out to see you."

"I don't need him to see us. I just want to see the structure of the house." Yang Zimei looks at your door, suddenly, the pupil eye shrinks.

Out of the door came a man.

The man was in a black suit, with an ordinary face and an ordinary figure.

Isn't this the person she's looking for?

Luo Yinghao also saw, "he Is it the man you asked me to find? "

"Well, it seems."

Yang Zimei finished, the figure flashed, has followed up.

Luo Yinghao followed.

Yang Zimei followed the man in the black suit not far away and observed his actions.

She was surprised to find that the man's walking pace is very strange, each step, the pace is the same, estimated that there is no error of one centimeter, it is almost as if he is measuring with a ruler.

It's just incredible.

Yang Zimei looked at the strength of his steps again.

It's just a little bit heavier than ordinary people. It doesn't seem to be the intensity of practicing great foreign kungfu. But the strange thing is that every step he takes, except that the length of the step is the same, the strength is the same.

Looking up again, the amplitude of his hands and his body shape are mechanical and uniform.

"Sister, he has no breath of strangers."

Xiao Qian exclaimed.

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