"Is it Xianglian?"

"I am the second uncle..."

There was no answer in the room, and the middle-aged man was not angry, and continued slowly: "Friends, killing people is just a lie, so you don't have to do it too well.

As long as you let my niece go, let’s take a look at what happened today. When we meet in the future, how will we all live in our destiny?"

This man spoke lightly and had an indescribable and strange persuasion that made people lose their fighting spirit.

Even the nervous and sad girl Xianglian calmed down at this time and finally returned to normal. She asked tentatively: "Uncle II, you are really Uncle II. Why are you here so late?"

The little girl was already crying.

"Dad, you almost couldn't see me."

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, and in the end she just sobbed.

In fact, at the first moment, she heard the sound very familiar, and wanted to recognize it but didn't dare...

It's really different from the second uncle Chen Changshun I remember...

It's the gunman and the negotiations again.

Even if the little girl doesn't understand what these mean, she knows that the old man who speaks like this must be the old man and the big man.

"Feel sorry."

The voice paused, revealing some sadness.

"Uncle Second went to Shaoxing for something and came back tonight. He learned about your experience... Are you okay?"

"Where will it be fine? If it weren't for Yang..."

Yang Lin gently covered Xianglian's lips with his hands, feeling his tentacles soft, and shook his head in the darkness, indicating that he would not express his identity.

I forgot that Miss Xianglian is not a martial arts practitioner and has poor eyesight. Even if her skin is so close, she can't see any trace of herself at all.

Xianglian stopped for a while and continued, "If a gentleman had not saved me, I would...I would..."

There was a squirt outside the house, and a middle-aged man raised his body in front of him with his eyes half-squinted, and walked into the house step by step.

"It's fine. I wonder which hero saved my niece? Please..."

When Chen Changshun heard that Xianglian was rescued, he smiled bitterly on his face, and he had a misunderstanding just now.

Seeing the fire, the room was bright, Xianglian indeed saw the familiar and unfamiliar face of her second uncle.

Uncle Er's face was full of fatigue, his sideburns were frosted, and there were black-framed glasses hanging on his nose.

Only a pair of eyes, cold and sharp, seemed to be able to see others' hearts.

Behind him were five or six strong men with strong bodies and wind, blocking the surroundings as soon as they entered the house.

Xianglian was shocked for a moment and turned around and said, "Yes..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was stunned.

Under the flames, there was no one in the house except for his second uncle and the tough men who rushed into the house.

Young Master Yang San, who was standing beside him just now.
Chapter completed!