Chapter 902

Lu yanmu picked up the bag left on the ground and took out the mobile phone inside. His eyes instantly looked like he was trying to kill people. His terrifying momentum was even more pressing. All around him were full of bloodthirsty murders.

Along with song yuan, who had been used to Lu yanmu's anger, they all felt that Lu yanmu was terrible. He was not a man at all. He was more like a Shura who came back from hell and soaked in blood everywhere.

Song Yuan stood behind his back, but he did not dare to move. He stood stiffly and did not dare to speak. He was afraid that his words would add fuel to the fire, which made Lu yanmu ignore it and directly want to kill people.

At such a time, even he was like a big enemy, not to mention the rest of the people.

With his eyes to communicate with song yuan, Song Yuan can only take a slightly apologetic eye reply, by the way, pacify people, do not speak easily.

He was staring at the surveillance screen, but he couldn't see anything.

Seeing that Lu yanmu didn't say a word since he came in, the president directly asked the people he had brought to operate in the monitoring room. After the operation, he looked at the monitoring screen for a long time.

As expected, he was as young as the legend, but he was like the king of Yama in the hall of Yama. He did not dare to despise him.

After standing here for less than five minutes, he felt that he was too cold to stand. His legs trembled and could not stand.

The Dean was also shivering. When the master came over, he was mixed with countless chills, and his eyebrows were filled with anger that he wanted to kill. But when he glanced at him, he felt like he was watching a dead man, and his blood was frozen.

At this time, the monitoring room is already a cold winter ice cellar, exhaled air, are permeating cold, so everyone dare not gasp, for fear of irritating the present master.

Lu yanmu sat in the monitoring room of the hospital, looking coldly at some fragments about Qingmang. His whole body was full of bloodthirsty coldness that made people dare not get close to him and dare not speak.

Lin Suqing of the same dormitory had a car accident. Qingmang was called to have a look, and then something happened.

Within five minutes, the reason why Qing mang came to this neighborhood was found out.

He was more flustered at the thought.

If Miss Qingmang falls into their hands, how can she live?

They just know from Lengshuang that Yan Qiu not only wants to revenge the third master, but also wants miss Qingmang to die.

Song Yuan did not dare to see Lu yanmu's expression of killing people at this time, nor did he dare to delay. He took out his mobile phone and called Yexiao. Then he launched the secret guard to find out the whereabouts of Qingmang.

What evil has been done to bear such pain.

If Miss Qingmang is OK, it's OK. If she has something, I'm afraid she will never die, and the third master will be crazy.

"Song Yuan! Within half an hour, you can find out the whereabouts of Qingmang, otherwise... " Lu yanmu's voice seemed to have been poisoned, and the rest of the words were not said. Song Yuan also knew what Lu yanmu wanted to express.

Lu yanmu looked at it for a long time. At last, he withdrew his sight, turned his chair, and glanced at the people present. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Lin WANYING, standing on the last side with his head down.

"You..." Lu yanmu opened his thin lips and breathed into frost.

When Lu yanmu opened his mouth, a crowd of people trembled unconsciously. When they looked up slightly, they all felt a little relieved when they saw that they were not pointing at themselves.