Chapter 975 The Yan Family Who Is About to Go Crazy

Here, Yan Tao and Master Qin are slowly dating.

On the other side, the New Town Hotel.

The Yan family who stayed behind did not wait for Yan Zhong to return all night, they couldn't sit still, and they were all anxious.

The eldest son, the fourth, was sitting on the sofa, and the seven or eight juniors around him walked around in a daze.

The atmosphere was dignified and tense.

"Fourth Uncle, maybe something happened?"

The head of the family did not come back for a whole day and night, and there was no news of the other people who followed him.

Seeing that it was almost night, there was still no news.

Seeing that he was sitting securely, the fourth child was already tightly grasping the sofa, his voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, "How is the person who went to Xuanmen to inquire about the news?"

"Three people have been sent out, and none of them have returned yet."

"Fourth Uncle, something must have happened!"

The fourth child folded his hands, sat savagely, cast a cold look, and said in a cold voice, "It's just a mystery. If the Patriarch can kill him once, he will naturally be able to kill him a second time. What's more, what we have to deal with this time, but He is a yellow-haired boy. Without Qilinzi, no one will be the opponent of the Patriarch."

None of these people knew that Qilinzi had arrived in Hong Kong.

In fact, only Yan Zhong and the housekeeper knew about this matter.

The rest of the people who followed were completely kept in the dark, and they didn't even know the real purpose of coming this time.

He only vaguely understood that he was here to deal with Xuanmen.

Now the head of the family has disappeared, and the backbone is gone.

One by one they became headless chickens.

"How about we go and have a look?" A disciple cautiously suggested.

The fourth child pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "You can't just go on like this, you pack your things and prepare to go to the Xuanmen."

"Don't worry everyone, Xuanmen doesn't have the guts to imprison the Patriarch. The Patriarch must have been caught by something and couldn't escape for a moment."

The fourth child comforted everyone, and before he finished speaking, a disciple stumbled in from the door with a panicked look on his face.

"Fourth Master, something happened!"

The fourth child's face immediately sank, and the disciple raised his head, his eyes filled with panic and fear, "Fourth master is not good, my family was destroyed by the Qi family!"

"What does broken mean?"

The fourth child's heart sank slightly, he rushed forward and grabbed the disciple's collar to lift him up.

A pair of eyes stared at him as if they were about to breathe fire, and shouted, "Speak clearly to me!"

The disciple gritted his teeth, and being looked at by the fourth child made him even more frightened, almost speechless.

"Say it!"

The disciple's face was pale, and he said in a bumpy voice, "I just answered the phone call from my family. It was, it was from the Qi family."

Accompanied by his words, the whole room fell into a dead silence.

The call from my family was from the Qi family.

What this means, they know very well.

"Fourth Uncle, what should we do?"

The disciples were all terrified by the news.

The fourth child gritted his teeth: "Is the news reliable?"

"The caller is the heir of the Qi family..." The disciple's voice trembled to the point of disbelief, but it made the fourth child look really depressed.

"Fourth Uncle, what should we do now!" It took a long time for the disciple to murmur and ask.

The fourth child let go of his hand, and his face returned to calm after a while.

He stood up straight, with a serious tone, this matter must be reported to the Patriarch.

Compared with the Qi family, Xuanmen is nothing at all.

"All the people are counted, let's go to Xuanmen."

Before the words were finished, the fourth child's cell phone rang suddenly.

In the silent room, the phone rings abnormally loud and piercing, as if foreshadowing something.

The fourth child picked up the phone, and when he heard the other person talking, his face turned pale and his lips trembled: "No, it's impossible..."

On the first day of check-in, 6,000.

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