The dark room was filled with a strong and pungent smell of blood.

A series of black figures flashed through the window or rushed towards the door.

There were still a few people who were already full of murderous intent to land around Han Daoren.

The black shadow's eyes were like lightning, emitting a bloodthirsty aura.

The man in black robe died.

Killed by Han Daoren with bare hands!

This scene shocked many dead soldiers.

No one knew that Han Daoren had such skills. Even the man in black robe had never noticed that Han Daoren, whom he controlled, was so powerful!

A huge aura offset the murderous intent of the dead soldier.

Han Daoren, who was in the dark shadow, remained motionless, like a god of killing.

"If you are in a bad mood, you are very unhappy."

suddenly.

A decaying low voice sounded.

It seemed to float in from the door, and it seemed to come from the window.

I listened carefully but couldn't tell the direction. It was creepy.

"You can kill them all."

The sound rang again.

Han Daoren had no expression on his face. The group of dead men in the dark only returned to peace after a brief shock.

This sound is not an enemy.

Even if he said that, he regarded the life of the dead man as a mustard.

But the dead soldiers knew that once this person appeared in Mingzhu City.

Then there is no possibility of survival in this operation.

This is the trump card left by the gentleman for this action!

“No need.”

Han Daoren slowly raised his eyes, and a very cold light flashed in his gloomy eyes.

"I'm just venting." Han Daoren's eyes fell outside the gate.

At the end of the door, there was a shadow wearing a black robe.

However, the workmanship and style of the black robe are completely different from the black robe man in Han Daoren's hands. They are obviously more advanced and more imposing.

Pick.

Han Daoren walked slowly towards the gate, his voice was quiet and mute: "How sure are you?"

"Look at you."

Outside the door, the man in black robe spoke calmly but rotten and harshly.

"Understood."

Han Daoren's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and his thin lips opened slightly: "From now on, follow my command of everything."

After he said that, his cold eyes glanced around: "Don't point fingers at me anymore."

"Don't treat me like a dog anymore."

"My name is Han Daoren! He is known as Han Yanwang!"

In the dark room, the atmosphere was extremely depressed.

All the dead soldiers involuntarily took a few steps back.

The murderous aura on Han Daoren was too fierce, like evil ghosts, biting them.

This terrifying momentum is not something that a dead man can resist.

"They shouldn't dare."

The man in black robe said indifferently.

Han Daoren walked out of the door, and a strong aura of evil spirits lingered on his body.

"Go to Ye Mansion."

Han Daoren's thin lips were slightly opened, and his tone was filled with murderous intent.

"Why?" asked the man in black robe calmly.

He didn't seem surprised, nor did he want to dig deep into the significance behind Han Daoren's move.

What he has to do is to execute the final killing game.

Before this, everything was directed by Han Daoren.

"If you can't get in, let him come out." Han Daoren walked calmly and said word by word. "Ye Zhenglong and I have some personal grudges. We'll end it by the way!"

...

Night falls.

From the early morning when he received the notification from Chu Yun, Fang Zhengsheng didn't close his eyes.

Now, it's almost midnight again.

Fang Zhengsheng was very tired, but he had to hold on.

His superiors have authorized him the matter. Now, he is carrying the safety burden of Mingzhu City on his shoulders. The personal safety of millions of citizens is also all in one.

He cannot relax, nor should he take it lightly.

This is a tormenting battle. Chu Yun reminded him that Han Daoren would never be able to hold back, and the mastermind behind the scenes would not give Han Daoren unlimited time.

The longer the front line is, the smaller the chances of Han Daoren succeeding.

Even the mastermind behind the scenes will face pressure to expose.

In this game, the arrow is already on the string and has to be fired!

...

"Good night."

Su Mingyue, who had finished her work, stood up and said.

Three hours ago, Chu Yun, who was watching the drama, called her out of the bedroom. However, the latter completed the plan at hand while watching.

Chu Yun complained a lot about this. But considering that the head of the family is also trying to make money to support the family, let’s think about it.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook a midnight snack for you?" Chu Yun made a suggestion.

"What to eat?" Su Mingyue stopped.

Place the documents on the coffee table.

"Make a bowl of mixed noodles, fry egg ham, and a bowl of hibiscus soup. Oh, by the way, I fell in love with cold cucumbers recently."

After Chu Yun said that, there was no sign of getting up on his butt: "No trouble, are you?"

"trouble."

Su Mingyue walked into the kitchen.

Chu Yun took the opportunity to take a few photos and sent them to Su Xiaoxiao, who must have not been asleep: "It's late at night. Your sister just asked me what I wanted to eat. I just said something casually. Learn from your sister. What's the use of women making money? They have to keep a man's stomach."

"Get out, you bitch."

Su Xiao, who was dancing in a row, was so angry.

Forget it if you are mean to your sister at home, but you still use midnight snacks to tempt yourself? Don’t know that people who are practicing dance have to put their body management first?

Inglorious bastard!

Chu Yun sneered and put away his phone.

He was about to go into the kitchen to help, but his phone buzzed.

After a glance, his eyes turned cold and he walked to the balcony to connect: "Hey."

"I'm at the entrance of Ye Mansion."

His voice was gloomy and hoarse. His tone became much more stable than in the early morning.

But Chu Yun heard a strong murderous intent!

"Just show your face. It doesn't matter where you are."

After he said that, he hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, information was poured into the cell phone.
To be continued...