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Chapter 1203 Gift(2/2)

"Is Wang Han dead? Is the old bastard from the Chai family dead? Are you kidding me?"

"Uncle, this is a photo of the corpse!"

The subordinate handed over the mobile phone.

The moment I saw the photo of the corpse.

Duanmu Akihito shook his hand in shock and dropped the brush in his hand.

Snap!

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

The word "static" is also splashed with ink drops, adding a bit of abstract color.

"How did you die?"

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

"Can't you even kill a great master? You're a piece of trash!"

"Neither the cripple nor Duanmu Lin and Duan Muying knew about it. They didn't even know that the Chai family had passed before they found the body again!"

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

"No! I seem to have remembered something. Are the four guardians of wind, fire, thunder and lightning under that pretty boy about to leave seclusion? Could this be their doing?"

Duanmu Akihito's legs softened and he sat on the chair.

There was intense fear in his expression.

He swallowed subconsciously.

After a while, the phone on the table vibrated.

Duanmu Akihito answered the phone.

I didn't know what I heard, so I jumped up from my chair, my face turned sallow.

After hanging up the phone for a long time, Duanmu Akihito continued to answer the phone.

"Uncle?" the subordinate shouted.

Duanmu Akihito came back to his senses.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Duanmu Akihito sat on the chair as if he had lost the support of his bones.

"He has indeed come out of seclusion! Taishu Zangden, one of the four guardians, has come out of seclusion early!"

....

Duanmulin, a tough guy, held his cell phone and sent a voice message to Jing Yingchu.

"It's okay, honey, if you're scared, I'll go look for you at night!"

Dongzi glanced sideways, "What are you looking for from her? It's nothing you want."

Duanmulin stuffed his phone into his pocket, "Jealous! You are just jealous that I have a partner!"

"Why am I jealous of you? Who would be jealous if your partner is like that!"

Duanmulin sent a sweet voice message to Jing Yingchu.

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

Duanmulin asked with a straight face, "What happened to my partner?"

"You two have been together for three months and haven't even kissed each other. What's wrong?"

"This is called Plato. How many times have you asked me to tell you this! My partner's family is more traditional. Do you think you are the same as those women you have seen who have sex before they are married?"

"Tradition? Traditionally, those social platforms post so many photos that are completely wiped out?"

"That's called an art photo! Do you understand art?" Duanmu Lin said, squinting his neck.

Dongzi found the photo, "Look, can this be called an artistic photo? Which family has this traditional look! Let Brother Han take a look! There are even tattoos here!"

"What's wrong with the tattoo? You're prejudiced! Right bro!"

Wang Han nodded, "Tattoos cannot define a person's quality! This is too narrow-minded! I have seen big men covered in tattoos anonymously donating to impoverished mountainous areas, and I have also seen fair-skinned and elegant people with low morals."

Duanmulin held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile, "Look! My cousin must be enlightened and thoughtful. You just envy me for having a partner. You are an old single. Cousin, what do you think of my partner? Is it special?

of purity?”

While talking, Duanmulin asked Wang Han to take a look at Jing Yingchu’s photos on social platforms.

Wang Han glanced at it.

His eyes were fixed on Jing Yingchu's tattoo.

Wang Han's expression gradually became weird.

Jing Yingchu has four big characters tattooed on her lower back.

Safe travels!

"Cousin, just these two days of contact, what do you think of my partner?"

Wang Han held the cigarette in his mouth.

Turning his eyes, he took out a dark green hat from the shelf next to him and put it on Duanmulin's head.

He gently patted Duanmulin, a tough guy, on the head.
Chapter completed!
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