The moment I saw the photo of the body.

Duanmu Akiri shook his hand in shock, and the brush in his hand fell off.

Slap!

The tip of the pen touched the rice paper and a ball of ink splashed out.

The word "Jing" also adds a bit of abstract color by the ink dripping.

"How did you die?"

The subordinate shook his head, "I don't know."

"Can't even kill a grandmaster? A waste!"

"The lame man and Duanmulin and Duanmuying didn't know. They didn't even know that the Chai family had passed by before they found the body again!"

Duanmu Akiri leaned on the desk with both hands and stared at the desk for a long time.

"No! I seem to remember something. Are the four guardians of Feng, Fire, Thunder and Lightning under the command of the young man? Could it be that they did this?"

Duanmu Akiri sat on the chair with his legs weakened.

A strong fear flashed in his expression.

He swallowed subconsciously.

After a while, the cell phone on the table vibrated.

Duanmu Mingren answered the phone.

I don’t know what I heard, but I bounced off the chair and my face turned yellow.

Duanmu Akiri continued to answer the phone for a long time.

"Uncle?" the subordinate shouted.

Duanmu Mingren came to his senses.

"What's wrong with me?"

Duanmu Akihito sat in a chair as if he had lost his bone support.

"It's true that you've come out of seclusion! Tai Shu Zangdeng, one of the four great guardians, came out of seclusion early!"

....

Duanmulin, the tiger pussy, held his cell phone and sent a voice to Jing Yingchu.

"It's okay baby, if you are scared, I'll come to you tonight!"

Dongzi glanced at her, "What are you looking for to find her? You don't have anything to do."

Duanmulin stuffed his phone into his pocket, "Jealous! You are just jealous of me having a partner!"

"What am I jealous of you? Just your partner is like that, who will be jealous!"

Duanmulin sent a voice message to Jing Yingchu sweetly.

"You can't see that your partner is like that!" Dongzi said unbearable.

Duanmulin looked straight, "What's wrong with my partner?"

"You two have been together for three months and have never kissed you. What about you?"

"This is called Plato. How many times did you tell me to tell you? My partner is more traditional. Do you think it's the same as those women you've ever met who just rolled off the sheets before getting married?"

"Traditional? Tradition posted so many photos of light on those social platforms?"

"That's called artistic photos! Do you understand art?" Duanmulin said with his neck.

Dongzi found the photo, "Look, can this be called an artistic photo? Which family is traditional like this! Let Brother Han see! There are tattoos here!"

"What's wrong with tattoos! You're prejudiced! Yes, brother!"

Wang Han nodded, "Tattoo cannot define a person's good or bad! This is too narrow! I have seen big men with tattoos donate money to poor mountainous areas anonymously, and have also seen white and elegant and gentle people with low moral integrity."

Duanmulin smiled with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "Look at it! My cousin has to be enlightened and thoughtful. You just envy me for having a partner. You old single dog, cousin, what do you think of my partner? Are you particularly pure?"

As he spoke, Duanmulin asked Wang Han to take a look at the photos of Jing Yingchu’s social platform.

Wang Han glanced at him.

His eyes were fixed on Jing Yingchu's tattoo.

Wang Han's expression gradually became strange.

Jing Yingchu has four big characters tattooed on her waist.

Safe and safe in and out!

"Cousin, I have only been in contact for the past two days. What do you think of my partner?"

Wang Han held the cigarette in his mouth.

His eyes turned, and then he took off a dark green hat from the shelf next to him and buckled it on Duanmulin's head.

He gently patted Duanmulin's head, the tiger pussy.

"It's cold! Wear it!"
Chapter completed!