Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped and understood what she meant afterwards, and looked at Lu Ming with a very unfriendly look.

"I said, Mr. Lu, you, you won't destroy the bridges after crossing the river, kill the Lord of God, and then put the charge on both of us, right?"

"How is that possible?" Lu Ming didn't know why, but he always felt like he was about to vomit old blood.

Are there many scenes between these two people?

Or do they have paranoid persecution?!

To be honest, he didn't think so far.

I just wanted to distinguish the authenticity of the Lord of God and determine whether I would kill him.

However, after the conversation between the two of them in a few words, they became a shameless villain who was unforgivable, treacherous and despicable.

"How is it impossible? Then you will say that two assassins killed the Lord of God, and you have another injury and a bitter plan. Then don't we both want to take the blame for you?"

The more Feng Chenglin thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"If this is the case, the third young master, we should not go there. Let him kill the Lord of God by himself! Anyway, for him, whether it is true or false, it is going to be a killing. Since that's the case, then go and kill it, it's all over!"

Lu Ming stood there with laughter and tears: "I'm talking to you two, you are going to confirm with me, whether the God Lord is true or not! Why did you go halfway, and suddenly another drama comes!?"

If I had such concerns earlier, I wouldn't have come here just now!

Now he pushed him up, pushed him to the edge of the cliff, and stepped out one leg, and suddenly he left nothing and left him alone on the edge of the cliff and was shaking.

What's the matter!

Ling Luoyu ignored them and walked forward: "So we have to change to such a dress. Anyway, we are Mr. Lu's guards. Whether he killed the Lord of God or we killed the Lord of God, in the final analysis, this old account will be settled on Mr. Lu, and he will take the blame!"

"Are you sure?" Feng Chenglin still looked disbelief: "Our Young Master Lu is a dishonest person!"

Lu Ming was so aggrieved that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and drill in: "Are you a little too vilified?"

"The key question is that you are not a gentleman either!"

Feng Chenglin's words made him speechless.

Sighed, he shook his head helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person..."

"Does the bad guy still say he is a bad guy?"

“…”

Lu Ming once again had nothing to say.

Ling Luoyu came out to smooth things over: "Fatty, trust is the foundation of our cooperation. In this matter, we must trust Mr. Lu!"

Lu Ming nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, trust, we must trust each other!"

Ling Luoyu: "What I mean is trusting for the time being!"

Lu Ming: "..."

"Fatty, we must trust him for the time being!"

"Well, I'll listen to you!"

The two of them ignored Lu Ming's expression, walked slowly over with one word and one word.

Until he felt that Lu Ming had not followed, he turned to look and found that he was still standing there, looking desperate.

"Young Master Lu, let's go, why are you stunned?"

“Are we going wrong?”

“…”

Lu Ming shook his head silently, biting his back teeth, almost gritting his teeth.

"No, yes, how could you two... be wrong?"
Chapter completed!