"Hmph, the aura of those three people has dissipated. I guess they have left a long way!"

Wu Peixi flew to Monica with an evil smile.

"Tang Zhuo, I have no malice towards you, I just want to invite you to join the Illuminati Society. As long as you promise me, I can send someone to help you destroy the He family in Donghai!"

"My own enemy, I will kill you myself, I don't need you!"

Tang Fan stared at Monica coldly. The spells he practiced were a bit awkward, which forced him to be more careful so as not to get the magical magic again.

"Tang Zhuo, I can really give you a lot of help. Not only can I destroy the He family, but I can also gain more trust in the Mitsui family. I..."

Monica looked at Tang Fan with affectionateness, and the faint blue light appeared in her eyes again.

Tang Fan looked at her calmly. Under Zitong's divine thoughts, he was not afraid of the other party's soul attack.

However, perhaps Monica was too charming, and Tang Fan's thinking in his body was infected again, and the taste was a bit tormented.

"How could it be..."

Tang Fan's heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously looked up and saw a small passenger plane flying over the night sky.

Thinking about the Heart Sutra released a more intense desire, as if Tang Fan wanted to catch up with the plane.

"Not quite right!"

Tang Fan was frightened and stared at the passenger plane blankly, missing Ye Mei in his mind.

Desire to be lingering...

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and Tang Fan was controlled by a powerful force, his cultivation was limited and he could not move.
Chapter completed!