"But you know too much, right? Why? Brother, teach me."

"Why is there so much?" Si Fuqing was silent for a moment. After a few seconds, she smiled, her voice was very soft and almost inaudible, "Because there is so much to lose."

Ji Xingzhi's expression changed: "NINE, you..."

"Okay, the matter is settled, let's hang up." Si Fuqing's face changed in a second, "I'm leading the students to dance. If you're not dead, don't bother me anymore. If you're dead, I'll buy you a coffin and mail it there, and you can dig your own grave."

"

Ji Xingzhi: "..."

Onmyoji, the most powerful person in martial arts, goes to dance.

The world is really broken, isn’t it?!

**

On the other side, Yu Xiheng’s villa.

Yu Tang pretended to be a counter-fan in the bedroom and battled wits with the real counter-fans.

She took screenshots of many pictures of black fans swearing at people, specially packaged them and sent a copy to Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng.

In the study room on the second floor.

Yu Xiheng was studying ink and said in a gentle voice: "Chen family?"

Feng San understood, opened the information, and said: "The distribution of family power in Lincheng is that the Zuo family is first, and the Chen family is third."

"But last year the Chen family got a project in the east district of Sijiucheng. They wanted to develop a mine in the west of Lincheng, so the limelight is booming."

"Mrs. Chen is from a nouveau riche. She married into the Chen family and brought a lot of liquidity to the Chen family. She gave birth to three children for the head of the Chen family, but she has never gotten rid of her vulgarity over the years."

The Chen family would not know that in just one minute, all the information about the nine generations of the Chen family was placed in front of Yu Xiheng.

zero.

Together with T18, it is ranked as the two top international intelligence agencies.

There is almost nothing that cannot be found.

Originally there was no one, but now there is an additional Si Fuqing.

Using zero to check the Chen family is really overkill.

"Yeah." Yu Xiheng wrote down a word on the white rice paper, two very simple words, "Take it back."

Feng San responded with a cold expression: "Yes, Ninth Brother."

If you don't relax your muscles and bones, some people already don't know who the real talker in these four-nine cities is.

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The two chapters are combined into one. Please give me a vote~~If I add more chapters in the future, they may not be divided into chapters.
Chapter completed!