The decoration style in the room has a classic European style. The walls are dark mahogany and golden thin leaf-shaped sidings. The sidings are engraved with complex textures. The mysterious textures give people an ultimate luxury.

The huge rose flower-shaped chandelier on the ceiling is slowly stretched out. Each green leaf is carved with fine-grained leaf patterns. Between the green leaf branches, there are beautiful rose flowers blooming, with subtle beautiful flowers and bones. There are buds that want to bloom, beautiful flowers, red, white, yellow, and purple.

The quaint fireplace is probably just for decoration. The interior is clean and new. A tall cabinet is placed on the right side of the fireplace. Various books are placed on the right cabinet. On the left side, there are various antiques. Jade, all exquisite, worthless.

Si Yizhen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxury suite on the top floor of Jiayuan, watching the dark curtains outside the window, the sparse neon lights flashing in the distance, and the yellow street lights crisscrossing the horses, like yellow ribbons. , Meandering.

At this time, a man in a black suit took Huo Qiuzhen into the room: "Nine young people, Huo Qiuzhen brought."

"Yeah!" Si Yixuan slowly turned his head back, his cold gaze looked deeper and deeper under the halo and warm light, and his mixed body revealed a sense of unpredictability.

The man retreated, the tall figure seemed to be integrated with the air, and he could not find the slightest sense of existence.

It seemed that there were only two people left in the large room, and the quiet atmosphere in the room seemed to be more lonely.

Because the death of his brother Huo Zhendong hit him so much, Huo Qiuzhen is still immersed in sadness and resentment. When he saw the man standing in front of him, his resentment suddenly felt like a volcanic eruption. Fully erupted, he yelled, "It's you ... did you kill my brother and clean up all the forces on Black Sunday?"

"Huh!" Si Yizhen acknowledged inadvertently, and the simple tone from his throat, with a careless low charm, seemed to cleanse Black Sunday and Huo Zhendong's death. It was not worth mentioning to him at all.

Huo Qiuzhen's eyes were widened at once. The scarlet eyes were covered with red bloodstains of spider webs. It was shocking and terrifying. He was mad and rushed towards Si Yizhen. "I want to kill you , Take revenge on my brother ... "

Si Yixian raised an eyebrow. There was no half-hearted emotion on Leng's face. He kicked Huo Qiuzhen who was rushing over to the ground and looked at him condescendingly, "Kill me? You are not qualified!"

The dull pain in his body awakened his chaotic thoughts. He looked at the man in front of him, wearing a blue shirt, and stood quietly in front of him. His beautiful eyebrows were immersed in his eyes. Lu Feng's sharpness, narrow and long Phoenix eyes, a dark black cold, and a slight lip of the lips, it is extremely thin.

The mixed body exudes a kind of grandeur, overlooking the noble temperament of beings.

With only a glance, Huo Qiuzhen's momentum was taken away from him, and the whole man was stunned on the ground, like a ant who lost all his will: "Who the **** are you?"

Si Yibi's lip is indifferent, "I remember you called me two hours ago and asked me for help."

Huo Qiuzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Si Yizhen unbelievably: "Yes ... it's you! You're Rex ..."

Si Yizhen was silent.

His silence was the best answer. Huo Qiuzhen's body was softened: "Ha ha ha ha, no wonder, but all the forces on Black Sunday have been cleaned up, it turns out ... the real black hand behind the scenes is Rex you."

He is the person behind Wen Xinya.

Si also walked slowly, and the black leather shoes and the light glorified people, even on the thick carpet, he could get out of a stern momentum.

Huo Qiuzhen crawled on the ground, looking at the pair of feet that came towards him, every step seemed to step on his apex heavily, with a puppet, a piercing heartache.

Si Yi slowly lifted his feet, and suddenly stepped under his chest, a strong, flaky [clap] sound of the flank, sounded strangely in the quiet room: "It is you and Ning Shuqian who cooperate Dealing with warmth and elegance? "

Huo Qiuzhen's pain was pale, and his forehead was full of sweaty beans. He didn't guess wrong. Rex is the person behind Wen Xinya. No wonder since Wen Xinya returned to Wen's house, everything has been unfavorable. It turned out that Behind such a big backer.

"Say!" Si Yizhen's feet suddenly aggravated, and then there was a crunch of [giggling].

Huo Qiuzhen's mouth burst with bright red blood, and he kept gushing. He gritted his teeth, and the red blood stained his teeth. The teeth were covered with blood, and his face was very green and white. Scary: "Warm and sweet **** ..." The clattered ringing sounded again, and Huo Qiuzhen's face became more and more distorted. "He actually ruined my brother's life, how could I swallow this?" Tones, if it weren't for fear of exposing Black Sunday, I would have solved her long ago. "

Si Yi suddenly stepped on Huo Qiuzhen's neck: "In addition to you, who else is involved, what is the relationship with Black Sunday, and any grudges with the Wen family?"

Before that, he speculated that there was something wrong with the death of Wen Xinya Mother, and that Ning Shuqian was not easy to marry into the Wen family. Now it is found out that Huo Qiuzhen's result does not satisfy him.

"No ... this is my personal behavior." Huo Qiuzhen knew that he could not help but die today. He might as well explain it honestly and still suffer less.

"Do you know the consequences of lying to me?" Si Yiming's feet shuddered.

Huo Qiuzhen's neck tightened suddenly. That kind of force choked his breath almost instantly. No matter how he opened his mouth, he could not breathe a trace of air. His face quickly turned red, and he almost instinctively used his hand. Go and pull his foot. Helplessly, that foot seemed to take root. He couldn't pull it even if he tried his best. He could only squeeze a few words out of his throat: "No ... dare ... Deceive ... Rex! "

But a few words, but exhausted the strength of his whole body, Huo Qiuzhen pulled his foot, a thick voice in the nasal cavity, sounded very painful.

Si Yixuan slowly moved his feet. In fact, he probably guessed that it is true that Huo Qiuzhen used Ning Shuqian to deal with Wen Xinya. He is indeed the force behind Ning Shuqian, but is there anything else in this matter? But it can't be confirmed.

He would personally see Huo Qiuzhen asking him for proof, but it was only because of the matter involving Xinya that he was unwilling to let go of any clues.

Si Yixi said lightly: "Take it away and give him a good time."