Somewhere inside the house.
A middle-aged man was sitting on the couch in the living room. In the living room, there was only a sofa with a table in front of it.
However, there was a picture of Xiao Tian and Da Gui hanging on the wall with a small knife in the middle of it.
From the expression when he saw the pictures, anyone could tell that he hated the person on the photos to the bone as if killing them was the only reason that makes him stay alive. That middle-aged man was none other than Feng Ao.
Feng Ao took beer in front of him and drank it. "Xiao Tian, do you like my gift? Haha. Soon, I will send you to Yama king, and after that, it will be Da Gui's turn."
At this moment, Xiao Tian and the others were not far from the house.
When two of Lan Ruoxi's people saw them, they immediately walked toward them. One of them immediately said, "My lady. The target is inside this house."
"Good!" Lan Ruoxi answered instantly.