Chapter 1911 Ultimate Plan (17)

"Yes..." The lurking man couldn't help shivering in fright, and immediately strode towards the door.

Jiang Han, who had just hung up the phone, watched them come out and asked suspiciously, "Master, where are you going?"

"Stay here for me!" Nangong Jing said and went out.

"Yes!" Jiang Han didn't dare to resist, and immediately arranged a group of people to follow behind him for protection.

Yan Rongliang glanced at the man, he took off his black mask, revealing that ugly face, it was Mu Qian.

After he nodded heavily, he followed Nangong Jing's footsteps together.

After they left, Zhu Di saw that Huangfu Yan's legs were still bleeding, and asked anxiously, "Yan, how are you?"

Huangfuyan was in so much pain that he couldn't say anything, sweat dripped from his face, and before he could say anything urgently, the woman said contemptuously, "You deserve it!"

"You...you're crazy..." Judy was also a lady, she was so angry that she didn't know what to scold, her little face was flushed.

"You are crazy, there is no good person in the whole family!" The woman roared angrily with a fierce look in her eyes.

If it weren't for being pulled by someone, it seemed that they would rush up and kill their entire family in the next second.

"Mom!" Just when Zhu Di was about to say something, Huangfu Haotian called out unhappily, shaking his head to signal her not to talk too much.

Yao Tingxi lowered her voice and asked, "Han, is that man on the bed really... really dad?"

Huangfu Han frowned, looked at the man on the bed in silence, Huangfu Yan did not speak either.
I also understand in my heart that if I haven't gone out for a few years, even the skin on my body has changed, who would it be if it wasn't him?
What does it feel like for my own father to become younger than my son?I'm afraid only the two brothers know about it...

"Han..." Yao Tingxi thought he didn't hear.

"Mom, what time is it, can you stop being annoying?" Huangfu Tianyou growled impatiently.

"I'm just..." Yao Tingxi pouted aggrievedly.

"Shut up if you don't want to die!" Jiang Han growled impatiently.

Looking at the man on the bed, their hearts are mixed...

Jiang Han turned around and called two people out to pick up the housewarming...

The man led them back the same way, and when they were about to reach the lobby, they walked in through the small door on the side.

After going around a few times, I saw a staircase, next to which was an elevator leading to the underground, and the man pressed the button.

In the elevator, Mu Qian's eyes filled with tears, he was very excited, his body was shaking uncontrollably, as if he didn't know where to put his hands?
Nangong Jing glanced at him meaningfully.

Yan Rongliang explained lightly: "He is the servant and brother of our young master's biological father, similar to the relationship between you and Jiang Heng!"

It's good not to mention it, but this mention made the temperature in the small elevator suddenly drop by more than ten degrees.

A bone-piercing chill penetrated through the back of the spine and hit the bottom of the heart, so cold that everyone couldn't help shivering.

Yan Rongliang also felt which pot he was not opening and which pot he was lifting, so he turned his head away silently...

When we got to the second basement floor, we walked out of the elevator and saw the monitoring room. Because there were no prisoners, there was no one guarding it.

The dim light made everything inside look hazy, and it was so quiet that there was no trace of life, making the footsteps at this moment extraordinarily eerie.

Nangong Jing and Yan Rongliang looked at them as they walked.

The place is not very big. The cells are similar to the prisons in the ancient yamen. They are divided into two rows on the left and right. The outer railings are rusted, and the cells are covered with spider webs.

(End of this chapter)

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