Chapter 895 The Knife in the Secret Room

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After Jiang Zheng left the Municipal Council, a figure also came to the top of the White Pagoda of the Provincial Council next door.

Gao Yunya, secretary of the city commander Ling Yan, stood behind Mo Tianlin with a respectful face at the moment, and reported everything that happened in the city council to Mo Tianlin.

"Understood." Mo Tianlin said lightly without raising his head, "You don't have to come and tell me about such trivial matters in the future, don't forget your identity."

Gao Yunya's face froze, and he left Mo Tianlin's office with a lot of cold sweat.

After he left, Mo Tianlin sighed softly and stood by the window with his hands on his back.

He looked down at the entire Egret City, and a flash of ice flashed in his eyes: "The three ancient families? Ridiculous!

Something like the ancient family is not something that should exist in this era! "

"I thought you, Jiang Guchan, were so smart, but I didn't expect that the way to show off your muscles to me was still so naive."

"But... it's much stronger than the two fools Ji Yueling and Yao Kuang."

After thinking for a while, Mo Tianlin dialed the outside line on the table: "Ningyun, help me invite Yao Kuang, the head of the Yao family, to have a meal."

......

The demise of Yunxiao Group was not only a frightening thing for some business enterprises.

In the Ji family far away in the Canghai District, there is also a person who is heartbroken at this moment.

At this time, Yao Xianghe, the head of the Ji family, hid in a top-secret underground room of the Ji family.

Only the successive patriarchs and heirs of the Ji family can come in here.

In the dark secret room, Yao Xianghe didn't even dare to turn on the lights, and he shrank in the corner and shivered.

The death of Fan Mingen and the collapse of the Yunxiao Group really scared her to the point where she lost six of her souls.

Only she herself knew how much she had colluded with Fan Mingen in private.

Now Yao Xianghe only hopes to escape this storm and not be approached.

"Da da da......"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps as light as ghosts in the dim environment.

The nervous Yao Xianghe immediately exclaimed, "Who is it!? Shuo'er?!"

The way she came in here, she only told her two sons.

The eldest son Ji Chuan Shuo and the youngest son Ji Ba Xiao.

A light from the mobile phone suddenly lit up in the secret room, illuminating the handsome face of Sakumo Himekawa.

This face, which I don't know how many women have been fascinated by, is expressionless at the moment, with the dim environment, it looks cold and stern.

Yao Xianghe breathed a sigh of relief, but then his expression changed, "Turn off the phone soon, I don't want to see the light!"

Himekawa Sakumo tapped the phone, and darkness returned to the back of the secret room.

"Shuo'er, what are you doing here... uh!"

Halfway through the words, Yao Xianghe suddenly groaned and said in a painful trembling, "Shuo'er, you..."

The light came back, illuminating Himekawa Sakuya's gloomy face, and...

A short blade deep in Yao Xianghe's chest.

Above the short blade, fresh blood continued to flow out.

Yao Xianghe clutched the short blade tightly and looked at Ji Chuanshuo in disbelief.

"Why, why?!"

A chilling smile appeared on Sakumo Himekawa's icy face.

"Because... Mother, you were unfaithful to your father under Jiuquan."

The smile on Ji Chuanshuo's face slowly turned into hatred, and he said hoarsely, "Fan Mingen died, are you very sad?"

"Just because... just because of this, you hate me so much?!"

Yao Xianghe's face was terrifying, and the corners of his mouth kept coughing up blood.

"Of course it doesn't stop." Ji Chuan Shuo's eyes flashed with dim light, like a devil born in the dark night.