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Sensing the change in Pang Wenhao's mood and the strong killing intent on his body, Jimin Ozawa fell silent.

He knew very well how much Pang Wenhao hated Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng killed his son. As the saying goes, the hatred of killing the father and taking the wife is irreconcilable, but isn't the hatred of killing the son?

After a moment of silence, Jimin Ozawa turned his head to look at Qianer Lidao who was standing aside and said, "Is there any difficulty?"

The first two Li Dao didn't raise their heads, and even their eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest: "Yes!"

"Is it big?"

The first two outlying islands were silent for a while and said, "I don't know, but he is very strong. It would be basically impossible for me to capture him."

"Don't you have any certainty?" Jimin Ozawa's brows were also tightly frowned. The other party is so powerful. If he had known this earlier, it would not have been a 20 billion deal.

"I'm not sure about catching him, but I'm sure about killing him." As a Shinobi, he knew that if a warrior didn't want you to capture him alive, it would be impossible for you to catch him, so he could only kill him!

But the first two outlying islands may be overly confident at the moment. If Ye Feng was really that easy to kill, he would have died abroad long ago.

Jiming Ozawa glanced at Pang Wenhao and said: "Mr. Wen Hao, you heard it too, it's too difficult to catch him!"

Pang Wenhao sighed unwillingly: "Well, as long as he can be killed!"

Although he can't avenge his son himself, as long as he can kill him, that's fine.

Just as Pang Wenhao finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside. Then, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and a young man in a black suit appeared at the door holding a box in his hand.

"Master Pang, someone sent this just now, and he said it must be delivered to you!" The young man at the door reported in a low voice, opened the sack, and took out the inside of the box under the watchful eyes of Pang Wenhao and others. s things!
bone?

Moreover, it is still the bones of a crystal clear and processed work of art!
"Shh!"

The sudden scene made Pang Wenhao's expression suddenly change: "This...what is this?"

"I don't know either, but Master Pang still has a letter inside!"

"Take it out and see!"

"Yes!" The young man immediately said respectfully, and hastily opened the envelope: "Dear Mr. Pang Wenhao, this is a gift from my humble servant. He...he..."

A tense look immediately appeared on the young man's face, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Read it!"

"Pang...Master Pang, I...I dare not!" the young man stammered.

"Trash, bring it here!" Pang Wenhao said angrily immediately.

The young man walked towards Pang Wenhao with slightly trembling legs, and put the letter in his hand in front of him.

After Pang Wenhao glanced roughly, his face turned pale instantly, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

For a moment, Pang Wenhao only felt the anger attacking his heart, and his heart was tumbling!
"puff!"

A mouthful of blood immediately rushed to his throat, and spurted out uncontrollably. At this moment, Pang Wenhao's already pale face became even paler.

And at this moment, Pang Wenhao's eyes had lost any brilliance, sitting there like this, if it wasn't for his weak breathing, many people would probably think that he was dead!
"Master Pang, what's the matter with you?" Fang Min hurriedly stood up, walked to Pang Wenhao's side and asked.

Pang Wenhao remained silent, his eyes glazed over.

Fang Min hurriedly looked down at the letter placed on the table. Although it was stained with blood and the handwriting was not very clear, Fang Min could still see the content on it: "This artwork is made with your son's Are you satisfied with the carved and polished bone?"

Suddenly, Fang Min's pupils shrank together, turning into a needle-like shape!

And at this moment, Pang Wenhao also slowly came back to his senses, while panting heavily, he roared angrily: "Little bastard, you and I are inseparable!"

Jiming Ozawa also saw the contents of the letter, so he was not surprised by Pang Wenhao's expression.

"Mr. Wen Hao, you are sorry for yourself. After all, you cannot be resurrected after death. What you have to do now is to avenge your son."

Hearing what Jimin Ozawa said, Pang Wenhao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, revenge for my son, revenge!"

After the words fell, a sharp light shot out from Pang Wenhao's eyes: "Mr. Ozawa, I want him to die tonight, I want him to die!"

"This one……"

"I'm adding one billion!" The fierce look in Pang Wenhao's eyes was like a wild wolf that hadn't eaten food for many days, fierce and violent.

After Jiming Ozawa heard this sentence, his heart moved slightly, but he said calmly on the surface: "Since Mr. Wen Hao is so anxious, then I will try my best!"

After the words fell, Jiming Ozawa looked at the former second outlying island: "The former second gentleman, I will trouble you today!"

"no problem!"

When Pang Wenhao was discussing how to kill Ye Feng, Bai Chun was chatting with Shen Qian in Macy's private club, and they were having a great time.

From the surface at this moment, Shen Qian didn't have a trace of sadness, her face was full of joy.

"Qi Qian, do you still remember how angry Ye Feng was when he saw you like that!" Bai Chun asked with a smile.

Shen Qian was slightly taken aback, then her pretty face turned red: "Is he angry?"

"Okay, don't get cheap and act good, let my sister envy you, don't you?"

"No way!" Shen Qian said shyly, "He must have been seduced by your charming appearance!"

Bai Chun was slightly taken aback, and stretched out his hand to pinch Shen Qian's hand: "You look very coquettish, I don't know who is groping there with their own hands, and even groping with mine, and you actually How dare you touch me..."

"Stop it, stop it!" Shen Qian hastily interrupted Bai Chun's words, her cheeks were already covered with red clouds, she lowered her head and dared not look at Bai Chun!
"Why can't I say it? I'm not wrong." Bai Chun said without any shame: "But Qianqian, your voice is pretty good. It seems that you must have practiced with Ye Feng many times!"

"You've only practiced with him so many times!"

"Are you kidding? He is your husband and not mine. I want to practice with him, but will you lend me a night?" Bai Chun rolled her eyes at Shen Qian.

"That's impossible!" Shen Qian raised her head and smiled at Bai Chun, "If you really can't help it, go find a cowherd."

"You just went to find the cowherd, but Qianqian, tell me, how did you and Ye Feng feel when you were doing that kind of thing, is it the same as in those movies?" Bai Chun lightly touched Shen Qian asked.

"How does it feel?" Shen Qian pretended to be stupid and said in a daze.

"It's the kind of thing between men and women!"

"This... this..." Shen Qian didn't know how to answer for a while. After all, she was still a young girl and had never had a relationship with Ye Feng. How did she know what that feeling was like?

Besides, even if you know what it feels like, can you talk about it?
At this moment, Shen Qian regretted letting Bai Chun come in to chat with her, her mood improved, but this topic is too difficult for people to talk, right?
Shen Qian felt that the two women, Bai Chun and Xu Lin, were like sisters, they were both so bold and unrestrained, so speechless.

"How do you feel, tell me quickly!" Bai Chun pushed Shen Qian and said.

"It's...that's..."

"You want to kill me!"

"I just won't tell you!" Shen Qian made a face at Bai Chun.