Lin Chong picked up his phone, glanced at the call number, and pressed the answer button: "Is there any message?"

"Don't be so cold. People are busy for your business."

Wenman's voice came from the other end of the phone, full of coquettish smell: "If there is news, should you reward others?"

Liang Yu, who was sitting opposite Lin Chong, had an extraordinary hearing and had all Wen Man's words into his ears. He couldn't help but look at Lin Chong for a long time, and a strange look flashed across his face.

Lin Chong stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, put one hand into his pocket, and said lightly: "I don't have time to play with you, hurry up and talk about the serious business."

"Hmph, just talk about the serious business."

Wen Man's tone suddenly changed, as if he had changed his personal opinion, and said seriously: "I did not find any trace of the Renma Palace, but not long ago, a large number of fully armed special police rushed to the North City."

"Not long ago? How long did it take?"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Lin Chong's eyes.

"It took some time to verify the authenticity of the message about it."

Wenman yawned: "Big Bad guy, what are you going to do next? Since the police have started to act, we will leave it to them. Catching the bad guy is the police's job."

"Let your people pay attention to the situation in the North City area at any time. Once a battle breaks out, notify me immediately." Lin Chong threw down his words and hung up the phone directly.

Liang Yu had been observing Lin Chong's expression and stood up from the chair: "What happened?"

"Um."

Lin nodded with a heavy head, his face as deep as water.

He had obviously asked Feng Nan to say hello to the Donghai City Police Department, but he didn't expect that the police still took his own initiative and took his reminder as a warning.

As a branch of the twelve houses, the entire staff is composed of genetically modified people. If they are treated as ordinary criminals, they will definitely suffer a great loss.

Lin Chong's mind changed rapidly. The more urgent the matter was, the calmer he was.

It is impossible to stop the police at present. For the sake of this, we can only find ways to minimize the losses, especially not to affect ordinary people.

The Man and Horse Palace are all a group of extremely vicious guys. This can be seen from the fact that they like to kill people and drink blood. Lin Chong could not imagine how much casualties they would cause if they abandoned all their concerns and started killing.

While Lin Chong was thinking, Liang Yu remained silent and looked at him quietly.

"Don't you always think life is too dull? Now the opportunity is here." Lin Chong suddenly turned his head and looked into Liang Yu's eyes, "Do you dare to go with me?"

"It's just the two of us?" Liang Yu asked.

"Yes, it's just the two of us." Lin Chong grabbed his coat and strode out of the office. "There is no time to slowly gather people, and he must arrive in Beicheng District as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Liang Yu followed Lin Chong with expressionless face, flipped his wrist and hid the short willow leaf knife about a foot long into his sleeve, without any strangeness on his face.

The two took the elevator until they reached the parking lot at the bottom of the Galaxy Building. After more than ten seconds, a silver-black Cayenne roared out and drove towards the North City.

The same moment.

In Beicheng District, a high-end private club.

This private club is Su Xiaotian's asset. He often holds parties and entertains guests here, but now all the waiters and guests have been sent away and become the hiding place of the Shima Palace.

In the luxuriously furnished living room, Fein and the other four cadres of the Renma Palace occupied a sofa, and talked to Su Xiaotian without a word.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but they faintly formed a circle, and Su Xiaotian happened to be in the middle of this circle.

Even in danger, Su Xiaotian was still calm and composed, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze on the corner of his mouth, and the demeanor of the children of aristocratic families was fully revealed.

However, the calmness on the surface could not eliminate Su Xiaotian's inner tension. His palm was already filled with cold sweat, and he wished he could put his wings on his feet and flew out of this dangerous place.

Master Wen stood behind Su Xiaotian with his hands folded, his eyes lowered, as if an old monk had entered into meditation, and his whole body remained motionless like a bell.

Fein and Christen exchanged glances secretly. They were both human spirits, and the tension that Su Xiaotian tried his best to suppress could not be hidden from their eyes.

But they didn't think much, just thinking that Su Xiaotian was afraid. Christen smiled slightly and comforted him: "Young Master Su, don't worry, we won't do anything to you."

How could Su Xiaotian not be worried, but he kept his father's instructions in mind, kept his spirits tense, and did not dare to relax at all, and complained to these murderers in the Maha Palace: "Sorry, I'm really a little nervous, I'm going to let you laugh at me."

"What are you nervous about?" Hans, who had been silent, asked suddenly.

Su Xiaotian's heart thumped, and cold sweat suddenly oozed out of his back.

"I'm worried about the police. To be honest, if the police find me staying with you, I can't wash it even if I jump into the Yellow River." He spread his hands and said helplessly.

Sandra played with the dagger, staring at Su Xiaotian all the time, as if she was very interested in him, and stuck out her tongue and licked her lips: "Young Master Su, if you are afraid that the police will suspicion, then I can help you, as long as you are willing to sacrifice a little blood."

Su Xiaotian waved his hand quickly: "Forget it, thank you for your kindness, I can do it myself."

"By the way, Mr. Su, I'll ask you to send us to the beach later. Is it okay?" Fein asked with a big golden sword sitting with a golden sword.

He seemed to be asking Su Xiaotian for advice, but his condescending tone obviously did not allow Su Xiaotian to refuse.

"no problem."

Su Xiaotian agreed readily, glanced at the wall clock from the corner of his eyes, and rubbed his hands embarrassedly: "Mr. Fein, I'm a little anxious, I'm a little lost."

After saying that, he got up from the sofa and walked towards the toilet slowly.

Master Wen followed Su Xiaotian without saying a word and faithfully performed his bodyguard duties.

Fein's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he raised his eyebrows at Hans. The latter understood and picked up the automatic rifle placed beside him, and led the two elite members of the Horse Palace to follow Su Xiaotian's footsteps.

Su Xiaotian walked into the toilet, unbuttoned his belt, and looked like he wanted to urinate.

Although Hans followed in, he was obviously not interested in watching the man go to the toilet. He frowned in disgust and turned his head to one side.

Su Xiaotian's sneer flashed and he tilted his head slightly and began to whistle.

At the moment the whistle sounded, an invisible murderous intent suddenly burst out!

Master Wen, who was standing beside Hans, raised his right hand without warning, and his five fingers were put together like a knife. Under the infusion of internal strength, his whole palm flashed with steel-like color, and his nails popped out, like a sharp razor, swung past Hans' throat!

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