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After lunch, Chu Yun washed the dishes, packed his luggage, took out the hat and put it on Su Mingyu's head.

"In other words, it's also an Internet celebrity. The awareness of anti-sneak shooting has to be strengthened." Chu Yun smiled, holding up his suitcase and opening the door.

Along the way, there were no surprises and arrived at the crew safely.

Chu Yun carried the luggage into the hotel and poured himself a glass of water to drink. Wiping his mouth: "While the filming hasn't started, you will take a break."

Su Mingyue stood aside, with a different color in her eyes.

She stepped forward lightly, took Chu Yun's arm, and let him sit on the soft bed: "You need it more."

"I'm not tired." Chu Yun shook his head.

"Don't talk." Su Mingyue walked around and stood beside Chu Yun. Those slender and soft fingers gently rubbed Chu Yun's temple. "Don't think about anything, close your eyes and rest."

Chu Yun had no choice but to close his eyes.

Su Mingyue's technique is not skilled, but very gentle. The warmth passed between his fingers greatly relaxes his brain. The exhaustion on the body was also swept away.

After touching for about ten minutes, Chu Yun slowly opened his eyes.

He wanted to take the opportunity to grab Su Mingyue's hand and make her stop.

But before he could do it, Su Mingyue let go of her massaged hands and pursed her lips: "Should I see you off?"

"No." Chu Yun shook his head.

The conspiracy was seen through, he was a little embarrassed.

"I want to see you off."

Su Mingyue put on her hat and accompanied Chu Yun to leave the hotel.

Watching Chu Yun drive away, Su Mingyue's expression was faint, but her red lips opened slightly: "I will pay you what you owe you, I will pay it back slowly. If you don't pay it in a year, you will pay it in ten years. If you pay it in ten years, you will pay it for the rest of your life. ."

...

"Last night, 308 killers were dispatched throughout the city. With the information we have, they are almost dead."

In the car, the middle-aged man in the passenger seat reported in detail: "The few remaining people also fled from Mingzhu and are temporarily out of contact. According to my analysis, they have turned from hunters to prey. It will not be long before they will evaporate from the world."

Sitting in the back row, Lu Yueting looked indifferent, as if listening to the most usual work report. There is no difference between the eyebrows, calm as a bystander.

"Where are they?" Lu Yueting pursed his lips.

"All are missing. None of them can be contacted." The middle-aged man frowned. "Even Luo Feng-disappeared out of thin air. It should be more ugly than good."

Patter.

Lu Yueting lit a cigarette and glanced out of the window. On his rock-like firm face, a gloomy color passed by: "Assemble all the dead black flames, arrive at the Pearl tonight, and start the decapitation plan."

The middle-aged man is not surprised.

The situation has reached this point, and if the dead are not called, they will be completely out of control.

"Do you include the black flame dead men from abroad?" the middle-aged man hesitated.

"I said." Lu Yueting said solemnly. "It's everyone!"

A huge murderous air lingered in the carriage, and the middle-aged man's heart was severely injured, and his back was startled with cold sweat.

Ding ding.

The harsh bell rang.

The middle-aged man immediately connected, for fear of disturbing the sullen and unhappy boss.

"Hello. What's the matter?"

The man asked, but after he listened to the urgent explanation on the phone. His face changed in shock, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Soon, he hung up the phone. Sweat coldly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yueting faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Master, he--" The man's throat was dry, and he didn't even have the courage to report.

"Say." Lu Yueting frowned.

"Someone sneaked into the hospital and cut off Young Master's five fingers..." The man's voice was deformed and almost distorted.

boom!

A real murderous aura suddenly exploded!

As if the towering giant mountain fell from the sky, it almost suffocated the middle-aged man.

Even the capable driver's face suddenly changed, his hands and feet numb. Like sitting on pins and needles.

"Chu Yun, I want to crush your bones and ashes!"

...

The architectural style of Lu Mansion is fashionable and full of technological elements.

But the floor area can’t be compared with Ye Mansion.

At this moment, a young man in a neat suit rang the doorbell, smiling with a gift box in his hand.

"Who are you looking for?" the butler opened the door and asked. The expression is very decadent. It should have been affected by Lu Changqing's tragic experience.

"Is boss Lu at home? I am his friend." The young man said politely.

"Not here." The butler frowned. Ready to close.

When is this, there are still people coming to give gifts?

Wouldn't you even choose the time to please flattery? Something that doesn't live or die!

"You tell Boss Lu who I am." The young man stretched out a foot and stuck the door. "He will go home right away."

"Who are you?" The butler was very upset.

What are you Can the master of Lu Mansion go home immediately?

"My name is Chu Yun."

With a smile on his face, the young man raised his arm: "For this meeting, I also prepared a small gift for Boss Lu."

The butler's blood surged over his head, his expression changed drastically!

Chu Yun? !

The young man standing in front of him was Chu Yun who had forged a **** feud with Lu Mansion! ?

"You-- really Chu Yun?" the butler quivered. A hand hidden behind him gave instructions. Soon, several bodyguards in suits gathered around, staring at him.

"I don't have a bad reputation. There shouldn't be someone who will try to replace me, right?" Chu Yun smiled. "Now, can you let me come in and rest and have a cup of tea? Don't worry, I will wait for Boss Lu to come home."

The butler was horrified.

Quickly called Lu Yueting.

After getting the reply, he moved away slightly and said coldly, "Mr. Chu, please enter inside."

Just as Chu Yun entered the gate with his front foot, there was a loud bang. The door was locked.

More than a dozen bodyguards in suits stood on both sides, staring at Chu Yun fiercely. Just waiting for someone to give an order, they rushed forward and smashed Chu Yun's body into pieces!

Entering the lobby of the Lu Mansion, Lu Changqing’s mother Feng Yunjun, who came downstairs after hearing the news, looked like a wolf and a tiger, with a fierce look: "The name is Chu! How dare you come to the door!"

"You really treat my Lu family as no one!?"

Click!

Feng Yun, dressed in a simple lady's suit, pulled out an exquisite pistol unsuspectingly~www.wuxiahere.com~ angrily said: "I won't kill you today! I'm not Lu Changqing his mother!"

Feng Yun is very tough and poisonous.

As a typical example of the Pearl City, the Feng family was washed ashore, and its influence is not much. However, his family has always been fierce and insidious, Feng Yun inherited it perfectly, and Lu Changqing also had many habits.

She was under eighteen years ago and had blood on her hands. Known for being cruel.

Now that her son was seriously injured and hospitalized, and the murderer was close at hand, she would not be counted as Feng's family unless she shot Chu Yun to death!

"When I met Aunt Feng, I finally realized that the saying that there is a mother must have a son may not be suitable for all families. But it must be true to most families."

Chu Yun opened the muzzle blankly, and said flatly: "I'm here. I brought a gift, so you can't bear it for a while? It's not too late to wait for your husband to come back, right?"

As he said, he was actually sitting slowly on the sofa. Slowly opened the gift box: "A small gift is not a respect."