Jiang Ziliang called again and asked Song Xuan if the situation was resolved.
"Well, it's solved, but what I want to know more is, who is the person behind the scenes? Have you asked clearly?" Yang Zimei asked.
"That old man Zhuge Mu said that once he tells it, he will be poisoned and die immediately." Jiang Ziliang said helplessly, "The power of the Zhuge family is very important in China, and I can't push too hard, so I will force you.
The governor, just as he was about to say it out, he was immediately poisoned and died!"
Is it poison again?[
Yang Zimei frowned slightly when he thought of Zhang Haipeng's death state.
What kind of voodoo can be so powerful that it can control people's lives thousands of miles away?
What if he wants to use this kind of poison to deal with himself and the people he cares about?
Thinking of this, a slight chill ran down her spine.
With her current level of cultivation, ordinary poison would have no effect on her, but she was afraid that he would use it against her relatives.
After hanging up the phone from Jiang Ziliang, Yang Zimei felt very heavy.
Luo Yinghao saw her hanging her head and looking dejected after she finished the phone call. He couldn't help but ask: "What did Marshal Jiang say?"
"there is nothing."
Yang Zimei looked helplessly at the old house across the road, "I may have offended people I shouldn't have offended, or maybe I was too ostentatious and made people uncomfortable."
Luo Yinghao looked at her slightly sad face and consoled her, "If I were as good as you at your age, I would be even more arrogant. In this world, whether people see you as happy or unhappy has nothing to do with ostentation. You have the ability."
If you threaten others, they will naturally eradicate you. If you are incapable, you will live like an ant and be looked down upon even more. I think you should not think too much and just do whatever you need to do."
Yang Zimei looked up at him and nodded slightly.
"Major Luo, when my master comes, you can find an opportunity to take us to visit the house in front." Yang Zimei suddenly felt that the house opposite, in addition to the Nine Palaces Flying Star Formation, also gave her a strange feeling
.
"OK."
Luo Yinghao nodded, "I just don't know if that **** is willing to go out to see you."
"There is no need for him to see us, I just want to see the structure of the house." Yang Zimei looked at your door, and suddenly his pupils shrank.
From that door, a person walked out.
The man was wearing a black suit, had an ordinary face, and had an ordinary build.
Isn't this exactly the person she is looking for?
Luo Yinghao also saw it, "Is he... the person you asked me to find?" [
"Well, it seems so."
After Yang Zimei finished speaking, he followed him in a flash.
Luo Yinghao followed.
Yang Zimei followed the man in the black suit not far away, observing his actions.
She was surprised to find that the man's walking pace was very strange. Every step he took was the same, and there was probably not even one centimeter of error. It was as if he was measuring with a ruler.
This is really incredible.
Yang Zimei looked carefully at the strength of his footsteps.
It's just a little heavier than ordinary people, and it's not as strong as a foreigner who practices very powerful martial arts. But the strange thing is that every time he takes a step, except that the length of the step is the same, the intensity is also the same.
Looking further up, the range of his hands and body shape are also mechanically uniform.
