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Chapter 173 The Omen of Death(2/2)

"Sign the alarm immediately." Fang Zhitian said, about to press an alarm button. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The air in the room seemed to solidify in an instant, and Fang Zhitian's hand stopped.

In the air, he exchanged glances with James.

"There is only the housekeeper Lao Liang. I just asked him to bring tea..." After whispering this sentence, Fang Zhitian raised his voice and said, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Mr. Fang, here with the tea."

Although James didn't know who Lao Liang was, he knew from the look in Fang Zhitian's eyes that the other party had imitated this person perfectly. He gently opened the drawer, and Fang Zhitian took out a pistol and threw the other one to James.

Breathing and breathing, the two people's minds and bodies were tense to the extreme. Then Fang Zhitian spoke.

"come in……"

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When she returned to the villa, Dongfang Wan looked at her watch. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. Then she glanced at Lei Qing behind her and felt very depressed about the fact that she was getting entangled with this guy again.

After yesterday's bomb incident, Dongfang Linghai assigned most of the people to the remaining villas. Anyway, the Dongfang family has enough real estate in Jianghai City, so they won't be unable to live in them. However, later, a group of people started

During the dance, Dongfang Wan finally remembered that the rotten helicopter that she snatched from Gu Jiaming was still in the room here. Later, she was pestered by Lei Qing. Her brother didn't come to help, so she couldn't refuse, so she had to say it casually.

She found an excuse to leave, but Lei Qing also said that the dance was boring, and said he didn't trust her as a girl to act at night, so she followed him eagerly.

However, after all, the other party also played a role that admired her. Although she found it troublesome, she was not too disgusted. She focused on the helicopter model along the way. She took it apart last night and praised herself as a genius.

After checking a lot of information, she couldn't figure out the structure inside. This kind of thing was really depressing. No matter what, she didn't want to lose to that weird Gu Jiaming. She had to fix it no matter what!

All the way up from the main hall to the second floor, the housekeeper Lao Liang was taking a bag of tea to the last room on the second floor. It was originally his father's study, but now it is said that Uncle Fang Zhidian borrowed it temporarily to entertain guests. Standing at the door

There was a man with a somewhat feminine appearance who was very fond of others. Dongfang Wan knew that his name was Ye Lian and that he was Fang Zhitian's bodyguard. When he saw her, the other party greeted her politely. Dongfang Wan

He smiled and nodded, and just as he was about to go up to the third floor, Dongfang Linghai also walked down from the top.

"Huh? Xiaowan? Xiaoqing? Why are you back again?"

Before Dongfang Wan could say anything, Lei Qing had already jumped in front and laughed: "Oh, Uncle Dongfang, it's Xiaowan. She said she left something very important here, and she wanted to come and get it. I'm afraid she's a girl at night.

It was inconvenient to move around, so I followed."

"Tch, wild girl, what important thing can she have?" Dongfang Linghai glared at his daughter sternly, and then said, "Forget it, since you are back, you two can sleep here tonight, today... everything

Everything went smoothly, nothing should happen..."

At this time, the housekeeper Lao Liang had already entered the door with tea leaves. Just after Dongfang Linghai finished speaking the last word, fierce gunfire suddenly came from the room. It was deafening when heard from a close distance.
Chapter completed!
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