The reason why Ye Mo did this was to create a buffer time so that it would be difficult for the family behind Mr. Zhao to find out his real cause of death.

After doing all this, Ye Mo looked at the girl lying on the sofa with a look of horror.

The girl widened her eyes and looked at Ye Mo, her face full of horror. Ye Mo sighed and did not do anything to the girl in the end, but came to the girl's side and pointed her finger at the girl's eyebrows.

Then, then

The girl's eyes became confused, as if she had forgotten something. At this time, Ye Mo quietly left the room.

The death of Mr. Zhao does not mean that all troubles are over. There are many uncertain factors in both Kuai Dou Company and the Su family.

Overall, the appearance of Mr. Zhao is just like a catalyst, which intensified these contradictions in advance.

Without Zhao Gongzi Kuai Dou Company, it will still be sniped by other capitals. Without Zhao Gongzi Su family, there will still be many conflicts within the Su family, which may be stimulated or exploded at any time.

In short, although the company's trouble was solved, Ye Mo still did not dare to take it lightly. He quietly returned to Shenlieshan Villa and pretended that nothing had happened.

However, when Ye Mo was meditating that night, he always felt restless. It seemed that something happened again, but Ye Mo was not sure where the reason for making him restless was.

At this time, in a Taoist temple on the distant main peak of Maoshan, the Taoist suddenly opened his eyes because among the many candles placed in front of him, a candle suddenly went out.

Looking at the road with this thin leaf, the human face turned pale in an instant.

"Yes, who killed you? If I found out, I will definitely avenge you." The Taoist gritted his teeth and looked at the distance angrily.

Ye Mo had no idea that he had killed the yellow robe. There was also a powerful senior brother behind the Taoist who had his feet from Maoshan.

At the same time, inside a villa in Kyoto, an old man in white robe suddenly felt restless.

"Call Zhao Longfei and ask him how he is doing now?" The old man in white robe was restless and immediately ordered the servant beside him.

The people around him also did not dare to neglect, so they immediately took out their cell phone to call Zhao Longfei. At this time, the cell phone in Mr. Zhao's pocket with empty eyes suddenly rang, but he didn't know how to answer the phone at all, just confused.

Standing there, it was like a puppet.

I don’t know how long it took, but the subordinates beside Zhao Longfei were alarmed. They came to Zhao Longfei’s side and saw Zhao Longfei’s obvious abnormality, and they all showed shocked expressions.

The phone was connected, and Kyoto soon learned about Zhao Longfei's situation. Jiao Longfei is like a puppet now and cannot react to external things.

"Long Fei was destroyed by someone's soul, he was actually dead."

After hearing the scary description, the old man with white hair looked very calm, as if he had no psychological fluctuations about Zhao Longfei's death.
Chapter completed!