"If Ye Xiaofeng died, you all don't have to come back, it's ten o'clock at night, before twelve o'clock I have to know what people did, before two o'clock in the morning if I can't get news of Ye Xiaofeng, you know the consequences!" Waiting for Bebe to enter the villa, Yun Man Xue's amiable face instantly cold down, she said in an unusually icy tone.
Tang Zhi lowered his head, not daring to say a word more, after hearing Yun Man Xue's words, he hurriedly nodded his head.
After coming inside a Mercedes sedan, Tang Zhi hurriedly took out the phone and began to get in touch with his men.
Eighteen men in uniform black clothing appeared around the villa, protecting it firmly.
Yun Man Xue leaned against the Mercedes Benz RV somewhat helplessly, and a crystal tear flowed from her beautiful eyes.
The moonlight is hazy, and the West Court has long been cordoned off by the police.