Taojiabao is not afraid of fighting against the white-haired master head-on, but is afraid that the other party will not have martial virtues to attack secretly from time to time.

Then the Tao family was in chaos.

"bite--"

Just as Tao Xiaotian was wondering whether to hire a mercenary, the cell phone in his arms started to buzz.

He took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number and wanted to hang it up, but in the end he answered it.

As soon as he answered, he heard a cold voice blowing: "Tao Xiaotian?"

Hearing that the other party was so rude, Tao Xiaotian wanted to punch the other party in the mouth.

But for some reason, his thinking was not controlled by himself, and he frowned slightly to respond:

"That's right, I'm Tao Xiaotian, who are you?"

Tao Xiaotian felt that he was being led away and shook his head vigorously to wake him up.

The voice on the other end of the phone still has no human feelings:

"Tell me, who killed my disciple Ji Daqian?"

The tone was like the cold wind blowing slowly on the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, with a chilling and chilling feeling.

Tao Tongdao, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and instinctively took a step back to avoid the uncomfortable aura.

Ji Daqian?

Master Ji?

Tao Xiaotian instantly shuddered: "Old Ming, have you come out of seclusion?"

"Who killed Ji Daqian?"

"The murderer, Chairman of the Imperial Bank, Tang Ruoxue!"
Chapter completed!