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Yang Chen looked around and said, "I don't ask if I don't understand... Yang Lei, why don't you stay to help you, did he leave early?"

"Who is Yang Lie? Why don't I know?" Drogba smirked and asked.

Yang Chen sighed. "It seems that you are anxious to die. Do you think that because you are not asked to give you some kind of weird power, I will not kill you?"

"No, I don't think so." Drogba smiled sullenly: "The clone with the power of God is not your opponent. I am just a **** family without a godhead. How can it be so stupid and sent to death? So, In order to leave safely, I have a lot of work."

Yang Chen was not interested in listening to it, took a step and went to Drogba.

"The last clone, I took three or four shots to kill, can you shoot me several times?"

Drogba did not move, sneer: "Pluto, you don't call home first, ask the situation?"

Yang Chen, a family?

Yang Chen had arranged for the Haiying squad to protect all the important people around him. Of course, including his own family, is there any omission?

"Believe it or not, if you want to start, though, but I am dead, your family... Hey."

Yang Chen hesitated, the amount of this guy can not escape, so he took out the phone and called to the home.

When it rang a few times, it was picked up.

"Hey……"

The voice of Guo Xuehua came from, and it was actually some unnatural tremors.

Yang Chen suddenly frowned, "Mom, what happened at home?"

Guo Xuehua took a deep breath. "Yang Chen, there is a foreigner who suddenly caught two unconscious people and then caught me and Yulan. Fortunately, Xiu Xiu was not at home... otherwise... what's up?"

Yang Chen, a stunned person? Could it be that the two seahawks responsible for watching the situation at home were arrested! ?

Strictly ask whether they have sent clones, but if they are not clones with the godhead, and if they can not be alerted by the sea eagle, they will be comatose! ?

It’s hard not to ask the true group to build a Protoss army! ?

Seeing Drogba's smug expression, Yang Chen looked uncertain and said, "Mom, you let that person answer the phone."

The phone was handed over, and a voice that made Yang Chen wrong was passed.

"Lord of Pluto, remember me?"

"Mourinho!?"

Yang Chen’s brain flashed a hint of enlightenment, and I wanted to understand a lot of things at a time!

Lilith, who saw this all the time, saw Yang Chen’s expression of such a stunned expression, and he heard the words “Mourinho”, which was full of doubts.

"Yes, it's me", Mourinho on the phone is full of excitement and laughter. "I really want to thank you for letting me avoid the annoying Kamarila so-called nobles, which makes me very relaxed. Come to your home."

Yang Chen pinched his nose. "Are you a group with them?"

"Bingo, congratulations, right answer", Mourinho is proud of himself: "How, my acting, is it exceptionally good? You seemed to be moving for my acting last night, I could laugh at it. It’s very hard to endure.”

Yang Chen’s face was completely gloomy, as if the whole person was caught in a thick black cloud.

Lilith couldn't help but ask: "Lord of Pluto, isn't Mourinho a public who you let us go, what's wrong with him?"

Not waiting for Yang Chen to talk, Drogba despised the earthly: "I will tell you, Lilith chick. That Mourinho played a perfect Shakespeare tragedy under the eyes of our great Pluto. For a love of him." The human woman, he struggled to revenge, and pretended to be used by others without knowing the hidden feelings...

However, our Lord of Pluto also believes, specifically, that someone is too simple, and would actually believe that the blood family will have a feeling for a despicable woman of humanity? Haha! The singer Yuyao, in fact, was originally a blood slave who was raised by Mourinho. It was Mourinho who went to the venue to kill Luyao, and he said that he would avenge Luyao...

In the eyes of countless people, perhaps that woman is a dazzling star, but in the eyes of our blood family, she is just a poor worm who longs for eternal life. If she dies, it can bring you some trouble. That is to die..."

Lilith looked surprised and looked at Yang Chen with disbelief. She never imagined that Yang Chen was used by them!

Yang Chen clenched his fists and his scalp kept numb...

It is no wonder that we can avoid the perception of the Seahawks team. It is actually a blood race. It is not surprising that it is enough to secretly defeat the Seahawks, whether it is stealth or hypnosis.

The most angry thing for Yang Chen is because of his own kindness, let the other party play tricks! ? The murderer and the enemy are released under the eyelids! ?

"Now, can I go now?"

Drogba spread his hand and snorted: "I don't think that Lord Pluto will kill the family's life because he wants to kill me."

Drogba and Mourinho's plan is obviously very thorough. When Drogba runs away, Mourinho will take Guo Xuehua and others to go far, as long as they are not caught by Yang Chen immediately, with their ability, There are also strict questions to help, if you deliberately conceal, even if Lilith uses a dedicated tracking instrument, it may not be able to find it.

At the same time, Guo Xuehua and Wang Yulan will be the hostages to effectively control Yang Chen.

Up to now, Yang Chen has turned his head and said nothing.

Lilith saw it and persuaded: "Lord of the King of Pluto, it is already here, let him live for a few days. The other party is not your fault. Don't let your family get hurt."

Yang Chen still did not respond, as if he was caught in some kind of meditation.

Lilith thought that Yang Chen was still engaged in ideological struggles, and her flatter face was full of worries. "Lord of Pluto, don't be impulsive! Drogba is not an ordinary blood family. He is the son of the Prince of Zimchi, Raphael. In fact, Killing him would have attracted the hostility of Prince Rafael, and we Kamarila had a special battle with Saban, so it does not matter. My father said that the Prince of Raphael of the Tsimi people is the third generation of the blood. One of the most unfathomable members of the blood family, think twice and then..."

Suddenly, Yang Chen looked up.

There is no anger and annoyance in Yang Chen’s eyes. Some are just a hint of helplessness and emotion.

"Lilith", Yang Chenyun smiled lightly: "Thank you for your comfort, but I don't need it. It may be that I have felt too much warmth in recent days, forgetting that some creatures are originally cold-blooded... ”

"Hmm?" Lilith was puzzled by what Yang Chen was saying.

Yang Chen showed a sinister smile and said to Drogba: "You know, you have a fatal mistake..."

When Drogba saw Yang Chen’s unusual look, he was already full of wonders. At this moment, he suddenly asked the underground consciousness: "What is wrong?"

Yang Chen scratched his hair. "In fact, you can't blame you... I don't want to be in the thunder, but I try not to do that... but now I can't do anything, so I have to use some repairs..."

"Inexplicably, what the **** are you talking about, bluffing? Don't be kidding!" Drogba snorted, ripped off the already broken clothes, turned and strode away in the direction of parking. "If you dare Hands-on, once my vitality is too weak, Mourinho can immediately sense through the contact mark of blood, and your family will die immediately, well... I have no time to waste time playing with you. game."

"This is not a game..."

After Yang Chen muttered a sentence, the figure suddenly disappeared from the original place!

Drogba, who is moving around, is only a cold head, and it is too late to respond. Yang Chen’s big hand has already shot his head into his chest!

After all, Drogba's body is much stronger than the previous Lafayette, and the same strength is not broken into pieces!

But this is so, Drogba's vitality is suddenly almost cut off in a short time!

Lilith exclaimed, Drogba was so distorted, this does not mean that Mourinho will kill Yang Chen's family! ? Is this man going to give up the mother! ?

But she obviously guessed wrong!

Yang Chengang put Drogba in half of the body into the sand, and the figure has disappeared from the sea!

Almost at the same moment, in the western suburbs villa, a hand in the void of the air, grabbed Mourinho's neck!