This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

He glanced around and the last two glances fell on the two old men who had previously spoken to President Zhou. He smiled: “It seems like you two were planning to do the same...”

“No, no... we just didn't say anything, we don't want anything!! ”

As soon as the old men trembled, they shook their heads with white faces.

Others are also afraid of the atmosphere, angry that Fu Shiyu will look at them.

So far, no one thinks the smile on the man's face is more elegant, and everyone thinks only that his smile makes them feel like a needle felt, like a ray on their back.

Except, of course, for having ignored everything around us and eaten two apples of the Night Xuan morning.

Yang Long has doubted more than once, is Night Xuan Morning stupid? Faced with this brutal and bloody picture, how could this guy eat it?

Though he has seen more bloody and cruel things than this, he has not been able to eat mindlessly.

After all, besides the bloody scene, he also faced the kind of shady suffocating pressure from Fushiyu, which made him feel like a needle felt.

The man in black also couldn't help but look at Night Xuan twice in the morning. The teenager seemed different from what he had previously investigated. If he were an ordinary person, he would have looked as white as the old men.

I noticed that the whole house was staring at him. Night Xuan blinked and swallowed the apple in his mouth before saying: "Shouldn't you... care about the fellow, don't you have to stop the bleeding? ”

Everyone: “…"

“Stop the bleeding.” Fu Shiyu spoke softly.

The black man immediately brought President Zhou into the right door and seemed to have stopped the bleeding.

Fu Shiyu sat back on the sofa and looked deeply at Night Xuan morning and asked softly: “Are you hungry? ”

“Didn't have dinner, did you?” Night's Evening Question.

He turned to the man in black, "Go get them something to eat. ”

The man in black looks a little ugly. Where did he go to get him food this evening? Besides, is the situation right now?

Night Xuan waved his hand and said, “No, I'm full. I'll get back to rest when I'm done. ”

Looking at the casual appearance of the Night Xuan Morning, the speech was not very polite, but James' attitude and Zhou were always two people, and the elders' hearts immediately became a little unbalanced.

But no one dares to say anything about the imbalance. After all, Zhou Zheng's fate is still wavering in their minds.

Looking at the time on his wrist, Fu Shiyu nodded and turned to Night Xuan and other humans: “Well, let your people pull the money to warehouse B at Pier 3. ”

Several black men rushed out the back of the right door, two of whom threw the already wrapped President Zhou onto the couch, and the others each took out a new phone and handed it over to eight elders, including Night Xuan Morning.

President Zhou was inconvenient, the black-clothed man spoke directly to his secretary, and then put his phone in President Zhou's ear.

Night Xuan took his phone and called Wu Liu and told him to drive his car to Pier 3.

Others do the same.

Afterwards, Blackjacket Dahan moved several computers in, and after everything was done, the lens appeared on several computers.

The footage shows us all at Pier Three.

About an hour later, eight medium trucks arrived at warehouse B at Pier 3.