Chapter 975 Yan Family Going Crazy

  Here, Yan Tao and Qin Ye are slowly dating.

  On the other side, Xincheng Hotel.

  The Yan family staying behind did not wait for Yan to return all night, and couldn't sit still anymore, one by one was anxious.

  The oldest fourth in seniority was sitting on the sofa, and all around seven or eight juniors walked around at a loss.

  The atmosphere is solemn and tense.

  "Four uncle, could it be that something happened?"

  Patriarch did not come back all day and night, and the other people who followed did not have any news.

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

  Looking at sitting steadily, the fourth child has actually grasped the sofa tightly. Under his voice is anxious and uneasy, "How about the person who went to the Xuanmen to detect the news?"

   "Three people have been sent out, and no one has come back."

   "Four uncle, something must have happened!"

The fourth child was sitting with his hands folded, swiftly sitting, a cold eye was thrown, his voice was cold, "It's just a profound door. The Patriarch can destroy him once, and he can naturally destroy him a second time. What's more, I have to deal with it this time, but He is a yellow-haired boy. Without a unicorn, no one would 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.

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

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

  Now the Patriarch disappears and the main body is gone.

  One by one became headless flies.

   "Should we go take a look?" A disciple suggested cautiously.

  The old fourth pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, “You can’t just go on like this, you pack your things and prepare to go to the mysterious door.”

  "Don’t worry, Xuanmen doesn’t have the courage to imprison the Patriarch. The Patriarch should be caught by something, and he can’t get out of him for a while."

  The fourth one comforted everyone, and before the words fell, a disciple stumbled in, with a face full of panic.

   "Four Lord, something has happened!"

  The old fourth suddenly sank, and the disciple raised his head, his eyes filled with panic and fear, "Si Ye is not good, my family was broken by the Qi family!"

   "What does it mean to be broken?"

  The old fourth's heart sinks slightly, and a dash rushes up to grab the disciple's collar and lift him up.

  A pair of eyes stared at him as if to breathe fire and shouted, "You made it clear to me!"

  The disciple gritted his teeth, and when the fourth child looked at him with such a look, he became even more frightened, almost speechless.

   "Say it!"

  The disciple's face was pale, and he bumped and said, "I just picked up a phone call from my family. It was from the Qi family."

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

  The call from my home was made by Qi's family.

  What it means, they couldn't be clearer.

  "Four uncle, what should we do?"

  The disciples were all shocked 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 an awkward level, but the fourth child's expression was truly defeated.

  "Four uncle, what should we do now!" It took a long time for a disciple to mumble and ask.

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

  He straightened up, his tone was solemn, this matter must be reported to the Patriarch.

  Xuanmen is nothing compared to the Qi family.

   "Anyone is ordered, let's go to Xuanmen."

  Before speaking, the fourth child's cell phone rang suddenly.

  In the quiet room, the cell phone ringing is unusually loud and harsh, which seems to indicate something ordinary.

  The old fourth picked up the phone, and when he heard the other person speaking, his face turned pale with a sigh, and his lips trembled: "No, it's impossible..."

  The first day of clocking in, six thousand.

  Drop——

  (End of this chapter)