Tang Yao was so choked by Zhao Xiaotian's words that she had nothing to say. Her breasts were famous for not giving those stinky men an opportunity to take advantage of them, she had to put on makeup and become an ugly girl every time she followed Mi Fei'er out.

This is to protect yourself, and the other hand, there is no need to steal Mi Fei'er's limelight.

"You...you..." Tang Yao's face turned red with anger.

Zhao Xiaotian scratched his head and said, "Come on your face quickly. I see that your appearance is really disgusting. Originally, a beautiful woman insisted on dressing up as an ugly woman, but I don't know what you are thinking every day."

"Oh Xiaotian, don't always find fault. Yaoyao is right. We are in danger now. The one named Murong Lin will definitely not give up." Mi Fei'er felt furious when she thought of confronting three gangsters.

"You two are here, and no one can find this place yet. Leng Shuming dares not, Meng Yang will not, Murong Lin doesn't know, you will leave Guangyue tomorrow, and go back to Mingzhu to pretend that something has never happened. I'll go out to do something, and we Mingzhu will see you."

Zhao Xiaotian packed up his things, picked up a book, and left the room.

While in the corridor, Zhao Xiaotian made a call, which was also the number he dialed out on his own mobile phone.

"Young Master, why don't you go home?" Liu Xinyu was surprised on the other end of the phone, but her tone was cold and she was not worried at all. Instead, she pretended to be indifferent.

Zhao Xiaotian naturally knew Liu Xinyu's concern for him and smiled and said, "I have something to do here. I think you have guessed who the inner demon of Shu Jin is, right?"

Liu Xinyu sighed and said, "I really don't want to admit it was him, but I held a meeting a few days ago in the name of Shujin shareholders. He showed his flaws at the scene. I will discuss this with you in detail after you come back."

"I am worthy of being my goodness. I know you will guess. When I rescue Mr. Er, I will go back to Mingzhu. I guess the news of my life has spread now. Be careful, they will take revenge at any time." Zhao Xiaotian knew that some people have great magical powers. As long as their phones are turned on, he might already know his location.

"I understand, don't worry, I will handle it." Liu Xinyu also knew that Mingzhu is very chaotic now and is no longer Mingzhu when Zhao Xiaotian was there.

"Are they all okay?" Zhao Xiaotian thought of those people and missed the days he was with them.

"Apart from Liu Xinyan, everyone else is fine. Your career is also booming. When you come back, you will not imagine how rich we are." Liu Xinyu said, a feeling of excitement was self-evident.

Zhao Xiaotian was very helpless. Yaya didn't react much when she learned that she was alive. Instead, she became smiling when she mentioned how rich she was. It seems that a person's character has nothing to do with time. Even if a hundred years have passed, Yaya is still the same Yaya, always a stingy iron cock.

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yang was still standing downstairs waiting. As long as Zhao Xiaotian didn't come out, he would wait here.

"Nephew Meng, you are still here." Zhao Xiaotian smiled and greeted him.

"Mr. Zhao, I want to know everything about my father." Meng Yang is a filial child. Even though he has not seen his father for more than ten years, he always dreams of his father's love he lost since childhood and is unwilling to wake up.

"Actually, I don't know either. I only know that he is dead. Before he died, he told me that if I could go out, I would like to tell you something." Zhao Xiaotian's eyes became hazy, and when he thought of that sentence, his body was shocked.

"What do you mean?" Meng Yang became anxious. Just as he was about to grab Zhao Xiaotian's shoulder, he suddenly realized that he was brother to his father, and it seemed a bit disrespectful to him, so he put down his hands awkwardly.

Zhao Xiaotian patted Meng Yang on the shoulder and said, "Your father asked me to convey that he loves you very much."

He loves you very much!

This sentence echoed in Meng Yang's mind countless times, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out. As the elder brother of the underworld, Meng Yang's tears flowed down as if he was a man. He cried to the pain and even squatted on the ground, hugging his head and shouted: "Dad, I'm unfilial!"

The dozen confidants behind him cried when they saw such a strong man as the boss. They couldn't resist the deep affection between father and son for a while, and they started crying with tears in their eyes.

Meng Yang took over his brother's property at the age of nineteen and became the boss of the southern gate of Guangyue. From that day on, he was responsible for the food, drinking, defecation and urination of tens of thousands of people. After being betrayed by his subordinates, he lost half of his territory and fell into the hands of Leng Shuming. He never cried at that time. However, when he mentioned his father, he could not resist the already vague figure.

"Okay, my nephew, don't cry anymore. I know you are well-informed. Tell me, according to the Murong family's habits, how will they kill me?" The reason why Zhao Xiaotian refused to let Meng Yang leave was that he wanted to convey his father's words, and the second was that he wanted to find a way to deal with the Murong family with him.

After all, the Murong family is a local snake. No matter how powerful he is, Zhao Xiaotian will not be a rival to the same family.

"Don't worry, at least you will be safe in the past two weeks." Meng Yang recovered a little and said to Zhao Xiaotian.

"Why?" Zhao Xiaotian was puzzled. Is there anything else in the Murong family? It will take two weeks to get revenge?

"Everyone in the Murong family is superstitious. Six days later will be Mr. Murong's 80th birthday. And on the same day, the daughter of the Murong family will still get married. No one will take time to deal with you when this pair of happy days."

Zhao Xiaotian thought to myself that this was really a helping me, but I didn't expect that there would be such a thing. Murong Lin was seriously injured and could not recover in a month or two. In addition, the Murong family began to prepare for the big event of Double Happiness, so I had enough time to prepare, which scared them.

But when he heard about the daughter of the Murong family, Zhao Xiaotian was surprised and said, "Is it Murong Xianxian?"

"No, it's another daughter, who seems to be the granddaughter of Murong Fourth Master, named Murong Jiajia."

When Zhao Xiaotian heard the name Murong Jiajia, he always felt that he had heard it somewhere. After thinking for a while, he felt that it was easy to remember the names of Murong families with folded characters, but maybe he had remembered it wrongly.

"The scene is so grand, you won't not invite guests, right?" Zhao Xiaotian smiled treacherously.

Meng Yang felt his hair standing up, and he knew that his expression was conspiracy with his knees.

“Yes…will invite guests.”

"You are the eldest brother who dominates the country in Guangdong and Guangdong. Even if you are an enemy, you will invite you?" Zhao Xiaotian looked at Meng Yang and felt that it must be right. This good show is interesting now.

"Yes, I've sent me an invitation."

"Then you should lead your troops there, right?"

“Will bring.”

"Take me with me, I'm going to see it."

"You want to go too?" Meng Yang wondered if Zhao Xiaotian was stupid. He would definitely see Murong Lin at the birthday party and wedding. Zhao Xiaotian passed by like this. Even if the Murong family didn't want to see blood, sheep could be kept in captivity in the tiger's mouth. Could it be that you would let you walk out easily?

"Of course I have to go. I haven't attended the wedding yet when I grow up so old. How can I not be happy if I don't go and enjoy the joy? By the way, my eldest nephew, remember to prepare a red envelope for me." Zhao Xiaotian patted Meng Yang's shoulder again, and the journey was long and hard.

Meng Yang was speechless. Since Zhao Xiaotian was in the same prison with his father, and he was the only one who came out of the entire Devil Prison, he must have his unique skills. Meng Yang wanted to make good use of this person, perhaps it was a turning point for him.

"Of course, I'll prepare a red envelope for you." Meng Yang wouldn't care about the money. Maybe he really made the Murong family so much that he could clean up the mess himself. Even if he couldn't, with Zhao Xiaotian's unique skill, it would definitely be possible to disgust others.

After a group of people drove away, Zhao Xiaotian was about to walk out of the community. It was already 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and he needed to find someone to ask some things clearly.

Before I could walk out, I saw someone squatting in the grass in a vulgar way. When I saw Zhao Xiaotian from afar, I waved to the back.

Zhao Xiaotian's eyes were particularly clear in the middle of the night, which was the so-called eye root. He pretended not to see it and continued walking forward.

When passing by that person, Zhao Xiaotian squatted down suddenly, and with a "swoosh", a small sound came from the big tree behind the grass.

At the same time, a hole was penetrated in the trash can on the left corner of Zhao Xiaotian.

Niang Xipi! Silencer pistol!

Why didn’t Zhao Xiaotian know about this kind of high-end, elegant and upscale thing? He pretended to tie his shoelaces, but after squatting down, he found out where the laces of his cloth shoes were from.

"Damn it, actually... actually dodged?" The man behind the tree was still in shock and whispered to the person next to him: "It must be a coincidence that we fired together. I don't believe anyone can dodge bullets!"

The few people nodded and forgot to go towards Zhao Xiaotian.

No one!

"Master Cui, where is the person?" A young man said in a voice to the person who shot just now.

"Ask him the mother, who will I ask?" Mr. Cui thought that he must have run away when he was talking to his subordinates just now.

After searching around, Mr. Cui didn't see a shadow of Zhao Xiaotian at all. While searching, he said to behind him: "Liuzi, give me the infrared telescope."

After saying that, he stretched his hand back.

After five seconds, nothing was in his hands.

"Fuck, Liuzi, are you dead? Give me a telescope." Mr. Cui still didn't look back. He stared at the trash can, confirming that Zhao Xiaotian must be hiding behind the trash can. Just find the right target and make it into a sieve.

Something was placed on his hand. Mr. Cui was about to put it in his eyes and held it in his hand. When he saw it in the moonlight, it was a bloody arm.

"ah!"

Mr. Cui screamed in shock, could there be a ghost in the middle of the night? He held the pistol in his hand tightly, threw the broken arm out, and shouted left and right: "Who! Come out, is it a human or a ghost?"

"I am a little ghost sent by the King of Hell." A long voice floated over, unable to tell which direction it was, as if it was a ghost howling from all directions.

Mr. Cui looked pale, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted: "You...who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost!"
Chapter completed!