At this time, Jin Zidan couldn't help but regret it. He regretted that he didn't expect Hu Zhongyong's reaction. In Hu Zhongyong's eyes, Jin Zidan was just a small person. If possible, Hu Zhongyong could destroy him without any effort.
He had known that he should have arrested Wulin Owl and Meng Xue directly, Jin Zidan thought to himself.
Thinking of Wulin Owl and Meng Xue, Jin Zidan was furious again. If it weren't for these two, how could he have been terminated by Hu Zhongyong?
Jin Zidan thought fiercely in his heart: Don’t fall into my hands in the future, otherwise I will let you know what regret means.
"You go, I don't want to see you again." Hu Zhongyong said with his eyes narrowed and leaned against the sofa.
Jin Zidan was furious. Looking at the old man with squint eyes, he wanted to rush up and tear up the body, but he knew that there were many masters around Hu Zhongyong. If he had a little murderous intention, those snipers would beat him into
hedgehog.
Leaving Hu Zhongyong's villa, Jin Zidan suddenly thought that the Zhuquetang and the Death Mercenaries of Huaxing Society were coming to Vietnam. Now the Blade Force has been recalled by Hu Zhongyong, and there is no movement in the Rothschild family, so what can I do to deal with it.
What about them?
I thought that the Zhuque Hall was elusive and killed people like a numbness. I thought that the mercenary of the Death God was experiencing many battles and was afraid of death. Jin Zidan was on the scalp.
"What's this?" Jin Zidan roared, feeling unprecedentedly upset.
Back at his villa, Jin Zidan had time to rest, Jin Wenmo rushed over and asked anxiously: "Young Master, is something happened? Why did the Blade Force suddenly leave?"
Jin Zidan said impatiently: "If you leave, leave, what's the big deal."
Jin Wenmo was shocked when he heard Jin Zidan's words. After following Jin Zidan for many years, he still didn't know his temper. He couldn't help but wonder what his young master had done. Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that it might be.
There was a conflict with Hu Zhongyong, otherwise the Blade troops would not have left suddenly at this time.
Thinking of Hu Zhongyong, Jin Wenmo couldn't help but worry. The last time the incident of the Han Dynasty had touched Hu Zhongyong's bottom line. The reason why he didn't have an attack was because he wanted to get involved in the Han Dynasty. This time, it seems that it must be.
It was my young master who did what he shouldn't have done.
Sighing, Jin Wenmo's expression was helpless. His young master was sometimes very smart and sometimes reckless. Everything he did was according to his personal preferences, so it was easy to get into trouble.
"Young Master, go to the person in charge of surveillance to report. There are many strange faces in Ho Chi Minh City. I suspect these people are either the killers of Zhuquetang or the mercenary of the God of Death." Jin Wenmo looked at Jin Zidan's face and carefully
Said.
"What? So fast?" Jin Zidan was shocked and shook his head: "These people must be the killers of Zhuquetang. The mercenaries of the Death God are in Africa. Even if they want to come to Vietnam, they can't be so fast, but"
Speaking of this, Jin Zidan suddenly fell silent. Without the Blade Force, how could he deal with these elusive Vermilion Bird Hall killers?
"Young Master, what happened?" Jin Wenmo asked.
"Alas. It's all my fault." Before the threat of death, Jin Zidan felt scared and told Jin Wenmo about the incident.
"Young Master, you're confused." Jin Wenmo's tone had a feeling of regret: "If Thailand suddenly intervenes at this time, the situation in Vietnam will become too complicated, and a war may break out.
Hu Zhongyong cannot influence the development of the situation, and the Thai princess Wu Lin Owl has such a good relationship with the god of death. The country z has also recently started a large-scale cooperation in Thailand. If you do this, it is very likely that the country z will participate. Now the country z
It is one of the rare powers in the world. Even the Rothschild family has to deal with it carefully. How can we make profits at that time?"
Jin Zidan obviously didn't expect so much. At that time, he had already been confused by beauty. In addition, he knew Wulin Owl, and those who had new and old hatreds only wanted to take revenge on Zhao Ze. He never expected that it would cause such a big change.
"What should I do now?" Jin Zidan asked.
Jin Wenmo was helpless for a moment. Faced with the fierce killer of the Zhuquetang and the Death God mercenary, and Thailand, which may be retaliated at any time, he could not turn his hands on the clouds and make rain.
However, Jin Wenmo did not give up, not only for Jin Zidan, but also for himself.
Half an hour later, Jin Wenmo opened his eyes tightly and closed, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Young Master, I have a way."
Just as Jin Zidan and Jin Wenmo were discussing a solution to the problem, Tang Feng, who was far away in Ottawa, Canada, received a call from Wulin Owl. At this time, Tang Feng was dating the goddess in his dream.
"Who? I called in the middle of the night and asked if I could sleep?" Tang Feng took the phone from the bedside in a daze and said impatiently.
"Death, woo, woo"
Tang Feng wondered if he had met a ghost. In the middle of the night, he didn't know who called and didn't speak. He just kept crying, but he didn't sleep and listen to others crying.
Tang Feng said impatiently: "I said, who are you? Why are you crying hard? What's the point of crying? If you have anything to cry, just say it. If you have nothing to do, I'll die. I still have to sleep, don't disturb me."