When Chen Zhao was fuming on the spot, Chen Zhan was also standing beside him with a darkened face!
These were all old foxes who had lived for nearly a hundred years, they knew all too well who stood behind the nobility; with just a slight turn of their heads, they could guess the direction of the winds approximately.
It was just that to prove this matter, what they lacked was evidence.
Not far away, a guard dressed in black clothes shuddered when he saw how easily Chen Tang had neutralized the poison in Chen Zhao's body.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was not paying attention, he quietly reached into his pocket and sent a message!
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At the villa halfway up the hillside, Chen Hong, who was looking at the situation at the airport through a telescope, felt his mobile phone vibrate. He took a look and his face changed dramatically, "This Chen Tang, he really is a jinx!"