Ye Jiutian's eyes flashed, and after a moment, he spoke in a voice that only two people could hear: "If you want to start with me, a cheap mother, you may need to be more cautious."
"She has been suspicious over the years, but my fourth uncle still cares for her."
"Even around her, the peak soldier king is accompanied by her all year round."
"If we want to kill her, we will only be even more restrained unless we finish our efforts."
"It won't be too difficult." Ye Baibing smiled. She took out her cell phone and called out a number.
"The number one killer organization in Daxia, Xinghualou."
"They just owe me a favor."
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The next morning, Ye Hao, who woke up from the Presidential Suite of the Three Seasons Hotel, found that there were a few more messages on his phone.
One is that Yang Youxuan reports to Tianfeng Shishilang.
Except for the evil Tianfeng Shishiro who escaped successfully, the other islanders all fell into the hands of the Nanyang Helper, and the outcome would not be very good.
Another one is information about the peerless gunman. Now Cui Yingxia suspects that he is a young master who has disappeared from the Yemen in Hong Kong for a long time, Ye Jiufeng.
It is said that this young master is the direct descendant of the third house of the Yemen in Hong Kong. He has been on the Middle East battlefield for many years. He has returned to Hong Kong City, but he has recently returned.
The last message was sent by Gongzi Hai. He investigated the origin of the five Taoist saint master Feixian according to Ye Hao's request.
It’s a pity that even Gongzi Hai, who has always been invincible in the battle, has broken the sword and sunk the sand this time.
Except for the fact that Shi Feixian should be an abandoned baby adopted by Wumai Shitao, no other information can be found.
Her past can be said to be blank.
But this blank space makes people feel more and more mysterious and seductive.
Ye Hao narrowed his eyes for a moment, then gave another order before he stood up and started washing.
When he finished washing up and was about to have breakfast, he called in.
The person who called was Tang Lanruo. She told Ye Hao that something happened to her and hoped that Ye Hao would come over.
Ye Hao was slightly stunned, but hesitated, but changed his clothes and called another car before driving towards the place where the garden villa of Yemen, Hong Kong Gambling.
Because of the morning rush hour, Ye Hao spent nearly two hours on this trip. When he arrived at the garden villa, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Soon, someone took Ye Hao to the door of Tang Lanruo's study.
Tang Lanruo casually wore a cheongsam, with her hair tied up and her face was not covered with makeup.
But even so, her appearance and temperament are still like a goddess, sacred and inviolable.
She looked at her study with a distant expression, and it was in a mess.
Ye Hao walked up and found that the entire study seemed to have been deliberately set on fire, burning some information to ashes.
“This is what happened at five or six this morning.”
When Tang Lanruo saw Ye Hao coming, he spoke indifferently.
"Before the incident, the surveillance was broken, and half an hour after the incident, the information was almost burned, and the alarm sounded."
"From this point of view, it should be an acquaintance who committed the crime."
"There is nothing else that burned, and it happened to be all the information I collected these days about that incident ten years ago."
"It seems you are right. Someone did it on purpose ten years ago."
"Otherwise, no one will take the risk and deliberately set a fire here."