Rong Li's eyelids trembled and he jumped even harder...

...

Penthouse Suite.

"Drip-", the electronic sound of the door lock closing sounded particularly sharp and harsh in this extremely quiet air.

In the huge and luxurious living room, two men stood with their hands behind their backs, their eyes facing each other.

One is arrogant, cold and treacherous, the other is thin and treacherous, and the powerful aura between them is cold, as if suddenly an invisible undercurrent surges in the air.

In just a moment, the temperature of the whole house dropped sharply, as if even the air had solidified, and the pressure was so much that it was almost breathless.

A contest that only belongs to men is to compete with whoever is more calm and whoever speaks first will lose.

Finally, a moment passed.

Feng He's face changed, and the sudden resentment in his eyes made the charming blue pupils look more strange and deeper, and there was an indescribable danger that seemed to be able to kill people's lives.

"Xuan Yu, tell me, what are you going to talk to me?"

Just two hours ago, he received a text message on his phone.

The moment he saw the text message, he suddenly widened his eyes, his heart was shocked, and his five fingers tightened suddenly and almost pinched the screen of his phone.

There are only two very simple words,

【Hisan.】

The believer is the man in front of him, the second godfather of the terrorist organization Mafia.

...

Xuan Yu slopped his eyelids, slowly curled his thin lips, and a touch of playfulness flashed across the corners of his lips, and the coolness spread.

Two hours ago, Ye Da sent him an email, which contained all the information about Feng He found by Ye Da. The content really surprised him.

It's simply...shocked!

"What do you think?" Xuan Yu sneered coldly, a dark anger ignited in his eyes. He paused, and heavierly clenched between his lips and teeth and spit out two words.

"He, little."

"I don't know what the second master is talking about." Feng He's face was silent.

"Don't you know?!" Xuan Yu shouted loudly, and he couldn't help feeling pain and anger for Rongrong, just like a knife being twisted, and he was completely angry in an instant!

He stepped forward and grabbed Feng He's collar tightly. His movements were as fast as a phantom and could not even see the process clearly. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging one by one.

"Feng Kun, the leader of the Rose Hall who was rampant in the United States, was his only son, the young owner of the Rose Hall. Isn't it you Feng He, Mr. He?!

You, Mom, actually told me that I don’t know!

Feng He, you deserve to die!!!”

With a fierce roar, his fist that had already swung high fell, and a cold air flowed in the air.

Only a strange heavy blow was heard, and a punch hit Feng He's right face, as fast as a tiger.

...

Suddenly, half of Feng He's face became swollen.

A mouthful of blood oozed out of the clenched teeth bit by bit, and the fishy and sweet taste in the mouth stimulated the nerve center even more excitedly.

Feng He narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his hand and wiped his mouth, and a mouthful of quenched. A slight curve suddenly appeared on the corner of his bloody mouth, and his tone was even more sarcastic and disdainful.

"Oh, it turns out that the second master found out, that's right, I'm the youngest east of the American Black *** Road Rose Hall.

But then again, you have investigated me before, but you haven't found anything. I thought you didn't doubt me anymore. It seems that I really underestimated the Mafia's intelligence network and actually dug out all my details."
Chapter completed!