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Chapter 215 Who is dying?

The three of them looked at each other, and stood there without moving, but their eyes were well aware of.

Some things still need to be known from them.

So, it’s better to pretend to be captured!

Seeing that the three of them didn't even move to resist, Lu Zhiyuan and Wu Lei couldn't stop the smile on their faces.

"I didn't expect to meet the people from Huagong here!"

As the crisis was resolved, Lu Zhiyuan leaned on the back of the sofa and crossed his legs.

In addition to contempt, there was also a hint of interest in the faint voice.

According to the owner's words, he came to the Yan family's heirs in order to create a gap between the Yan family and Huagong.

He can also gain benefits from it!

But I didn’t expect that I would run into the Huagong person so unexpectedly!

The people from Hua Palace came alone, tsk!

There is now a new way to complete the master's task.

As long as these two people die here, then...

The people from Huagong killed the heir of the Yan family. What could be more than this...

He had a small plan in his heart, but his face remained silent.

"I didn't expect to meet the traitor from Huagong here!"

Hua Ziwan whispered, with a hint of sneer mixed in indifference.

There was no timidity on her face, but instead sat directly on the sofa, her posture lazy and elegant.

Yan Yu's mouth twitched slightly and he sat down.

The two of them had such a comfortable posture, as if they were chatting!

Yan Mo: "???"

This style of painting...is it a bit wrong Yazi?!

However, Lu Zhiyuan and Wu Lei's eyes narrowed slightly and did not speak.

Seeing that they didn't say anything, Yan Yu sneered.

"Let me guess what you plan! You want us to die here. If this happens... Huagong and the Yan family will completely meet!"

From the beginning when Hua Yu said that they were traitors from Hua Gong, he had a clear idea.

Now that Hua Yu is here, the other party’s plan must be to let them both die here!

A touch of appreciation flashed through Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, and he raised his hand and puffed out his palm.

"Smack--"

At the same time, he smiled and said, "No, really good. It's true that he is worthy of being the heir of the Yan family, and his guess is so accurate."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, his eyebrows were proud.

"But, even if you guess so accurately, what can you do? Can you spread the news? Or do you think you can escape from us?"

Yan Yu seemed to hear some funny joke, glanced at the people around him with guns and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Just because of them? I want to trap us too?"

It's really...confident!

Not to mention Hua Yu, even Yan Mo himself can escape!

As soon as this is said-

The faces of the people around him changed drastically, and the eyes of Yan Yu were filled with murderous intent!

"It's such a big tone! Do you know that you're all dead now?"

Wu Lei sneered, as if he was ridiculous for their dying struggle.

Before coming, he and Lu Zhiyuan sent someone to keep an eye on Yan Yu, and the people led by Yan Yu were not here at all.

As for the people in Huagong, it is even less scary!

"Is it? Death is coming?"

This time Yan Yu didn't say anything, but instead Hua Ziwan couldn't help but laugh and asked back.

"No..."

Lu Zhiyuan sneered lightly.

However--

Not finished speaking yet!

A cold and familiar touch was pressed against his forehead!

"Anyway...who is dead?"
Chapter completed!
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