Yan Zheng took out his mobile phone and made a reservation for her and Hanbao on the latest flight to s country.

Then he sent a text message to Han hanjue: "today, the plane leaves at 13 o'clock."

Huanya.

When Zhan hanjue saw this message, although he had already prepared for it, he could not restrain his sadness.

With his head on the back of the office chair, a trace of rare dispirited appeared on the handsome ice sculpture face.

"I will send the children to different places one by one. I will turn Zhengling into a lonely family. Zheng Ling will not forgive me." Zhan hanjue was very sad.

Ye Feng comforted: "if bad luck comes, President, you don't want to be alone. Your wife will be in pain all day long, and how can she have the energy to take care of the children?"

"I make her hate me a little more now, and I hope her pain will be reduced by one point in the future." Said the warlord.

At this time, Guan Xiao pushed the door and entered, holding a large pile of documents in his hand, with the private seal of Han hanjue on it.

"President, these documents. I need your signature and seal. As long as you sign and seal, the person in charge of Huanya will be handed over to miss Yan Zhengling from today on. " Official Xiao said.

Zhan hanjue nodded and straightened his posture.

Open the document, in the official Xiao finger designated each place, the Dragon flies the Phoenix to drop own name.

After finishing, Han Jue laughed at himself, "Zheng Ling, now I am a poor ghost who has nothing. After that, I will depend on you to support me."

Ye Feng was amused by the president's happy mood.

"President, I'm afraid you'll have to plead with your wife in the future, so that she can forgive you today's big lie." Guan Xiao joked.

"If you can escape from bad luck, don't ask me to plead with her, that is to ask me to kneel down durian for her every day, and I will admit it."

Guan Xiao's face was heavy.

He lifted his lips and took a long time to summon up his courage: "president, there was an accident at tourmaline manor last night."

Zhan hanjue's smile congealed in his face and looked up at Guan Xiao.

Guan Xiao then said: "this morning, the well-known anchor of wanghong, Yang Fan, talked about her return to the tourmaline manor with Zhan tingjun last night in the live studio. She said that she saw many people die in the manor."

"And then

"I didn't dare to let her continue to disclose, and sent hackers to block her studio."

Zhan hanjue picked up the coat on the office chair and ordered Ye Feng, "follow me back to tourmaline."

"Yes."

Guan Xiao said, "I will go too."

Soon, they came to the tourmaline manor, but the tourmaline manor was as quiet as ever, and the guards were standing on their posts and performing their duties.

Ye Feng way: "is that net red anchor is lying?"

On the dark tower, the red character has just been attracted

"They did come." Ye Feng Road.

"Tourmaline manor blocked the news, but ignored the death warning sign on the top of the tower. How many people died last night Wind tunnel.

Lord Zhan looked at the guards around him. It looked almost the same as before. However, the distance of the guard's sentry was obviously widened.

"They just gave us a death alert. He doesn't want us to die suddenly, because he wants to punish us and let us have a taste of the fear of death. " Han Jue gnawed his teeth.

Guan Xiao looked at the death sign D13 and said, "this D is the meaning of death. But I don't understand the number. What does 13 mean? They will not be so merciful as to take only 13 lives of the warlords? "

"According to the old explanation, 13 represents the time limit of death," said Ye Feng

"In other words, the war family can still live for 13 days at most?" Guan Xiao's face was solemn.

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