Chapter 1257 The Secret Room

Chen Dong was stunned.

He glared wide and stared at the angry head of the Zheng family in front of him with a stiff expression.

Anger was surging, and he wanted to explode his chest.

Bang!

The flashlight in his hand exploded in response.

At this moment, the boundless murderous intent erupted from Chen Dong's body and soared into the sky.

The bitter cold makes the wind and snow seem insignificant.

Kunlun's heart was beating wildly and his hair was standing up. Even if it was a distance, he could feel the prickly chill emitted from Chen Dong's body.

In an instant, Kunlun even felt like he was facing the terror of the sea of ​​blood behind Chen Dong again.

"Young Master..."

Kunlun whispered his lips and shouted.

Chen Dong lowered his head, and gasped in his mouth and nose like a bellows pulling.

Kunlun's expression changed drastically and he hurried forward.

He knew what Chen Dong's reaction meant, and this was simply a stress response that a person could not withstand emotional overturning.

If it is not settled in time.

Chen Dong entered the crazy state of Daoxin Demon on the spot, and Kunlun was not surprised!

"Young Master, calm down, there is Zheng Junlin, and he hasn't found it!"

Chen Dong lowered his head and gasped, but he made a hoarse voice: "Yes, there is Junlin, find me and plow the Zheng family manor. If you want to see people in your life, you want to see corpses when you die!"

"Look together, the young master and I look together."

Kunlun grabbed Chen Dong's arm and forced Chen Dong away from the head of the Zheng family.

He held it tightly all the way, without letting go, until he entered the corridor, and then he let go.

"Kunlun, look for it separately."

Chen Dong's face was extremely gloomy. The death of the Zheng family leader and the Zheng family massacre were like sharp swords, as if he was about to scatter him.

It's not pain!

But guilty!

Because he knew that the Zheng family started his career because of his father, and the Zheng family was also the trump card left to him by his father.

This massacre of the family must be related to oneself and to one’s father!

A wealthy family of hundreds of billions will be destroyed in an instant!

This is a tragedy on earth!

And the root of everything is just because of him and his father!

"Okay, look for it separately, look for it quickly."

Kunlun looked back and looked at Chen Dong in a worried manner until he disappeared into the darkness.

Chen Dongli was still in place and slowly turned back to the courtyard behind him.

The mountain of corpse and sea of ​​blood are simply too appropriate to describe everything in the courtyard.

Guilt is like a knife, Lingchi's whole body.

In my ears, the words of the head of the Zheng family before his death were even more lingering.

What secret did the head of the Zheng family... keep?

So much so that the dignified head of the family even let his family destroy him, so he would rather die than say?

Taking a deep breath, Chen Dong suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

The flashlight was broken and the light was dim.

But for Chen Dong, it only weakened most of his strength and did not affect his actions.

He walked straight towards the depths of the Zheng family manor.

He was not sure whether Zheng Junlin was alive or not.

Even Zheng Junlin may have died, and he was pressed into the mountain of corpses, piled up and could not be seen.

But during the day, Zheng Junlin was able to call him for help in a critical moment, proving that Zheng Junlin's situation was better than all the other Zheng family members!

Even if it is a one-in-a-million opportunity, Chen Dong will never let it go.

Walk slowly, search all the way.

The surroundings are always pitch black.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind me.

Chen Dong frowned and stopped abruptly.

The rustling sound was constantly approaching.

In the flash of lightning.

Chen Dong moved horizontally, and then he rushed towards the darkness like a tiger.

"ah!"

A scream: "Brother Dong, it's me!"

"Didn't you not come in?"

Chen Dong put down his arm that grabbed Zhao Polu.

"I'm even more afraid of staying outside alone. I need the protection of Brother Dong and Brother Kunlun, so I came in."

Zhao Polu said a sarcastic sentence.

Chen Dong had a gloomy face and a cold tone, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you."

Immediately.

Chen Dong continued walking inside.

Zhao Polu quickly followed: "I'll go ahead, I can have night vision, don't forget that I'm a gentleman on the Liang Dynasty."

"The chicken crows and dog thieves."

Chen Dong said, but he still gave up his figure and let Zhao Polu go ahead.

His eyesight was able to adapt to the darkness around him quickly, but compared with Zhao Polu, the gentleman of Liang, he was still far behind.

Specializes in profession!

If Zhao Polu had bad night vision, he would have completely bid farewell to the work of climbing the beam on the wall.

"Don't joke about my profession."

In the darkness, Zhao Polu's tone became more serious.

Chen Dong frowned slightly, but then he saw Zhao Polu in the darkness raise his hands and wipe it in front of him.

"Let's go."

Zhao Polu put down his hands and walked forward quickly, as if the darkness around him did not exist, no different from the daytime.

"I am worthy of being the successor of the thief Xu Qingfeng."

Chen Dong said.

Zhao Polu walked quickly while sweeping around and responded to Chen Dong: "Don't ask, you will be annoyed if you ask too much. Ma Dongmei is also very tired every day."

It seems that there is indeed a connection!

Chen Dong was confident.

Before, Zhao Polu always perfunctorily dealt with the thief Xu Qingfeng, vaguely speaking, and pretended to be stupid.

Even though the uncle and Wuchang were sure that Zhao Polu had a connection with the thief Xu Qingfeng, such a connection still existed in a prerequisite for Zhao Polu to know and not know.

Now, Zhao Polu's words obviously confirm that he himself knew that the inheritance of the thief Xu Qingfeng!

One by one, one by one, and soon walked into a courtyard.

The wind and snow are falling around, and there is a dead silence.

There was even a bit of mess on the ground, with broken floors and weeds, which felt like they were disrepair and wasted.

“This seems to be a custodian.”

Chen Dong frowned.

"It's indeed a custody room, but brother Dong, aren't you looking for someone?"
To be continued...