The House of Everything I Created

"Is the matter done?"

"Yes, sir, I have taken some videos and photos of the scene, and will send them to your mobile phone for your review."

Donggong Wudi heard this, his voice was filled with a hint of joy, "Hahaha, good."

"You did a great job, and you are indeed worthy of being my number one general."

"Come to the villa area later, and you have to protect me to a place."

"Yes, sir, I will be there soon."

After Baisha hung up the phone, he sent the video and photos to Donggong Wudi through the Internet, and at the same time he handed the phone to Absinthe.

After Absinthe took the phone, his body began to change strangely, and then turned into Baisha.

People who have been eroded by the underground maze cannot leave the maze, otherwise they will die in an instant.

In order to win the trust of Donggong Wudi, a Baisha must appear in the villa area to find his true location.

And this glorious and arduous task can only fall on Absinthe.

After all, he is the only vengeful spirit who can change his appearance at will, which is the innate instinct of the vengeful spirit.

Seeing the strange changes of Absinthe, Zhang Lingfang and the others were startled.

Obviously, they also recognized it. What exactly is Absinthe?

The two looked at each other and saw a trace of fear in each other's hearts.

Lin Yi was more terrifying than they imagined, as he could manipulate the vengeful spirits to erode people's hearts.

All this was done deliberately by Lin Yi. He wanted to plant seeds in the hearts of the two sisters.

He is an extremely terrifying existence and must not be offended.

Only in this way, the two sisters will go far away after revenge and never want to recall his existence again.

If you want people to be in awe, you must make them afraid, and people in fear will be more cautious.

Absinthe took Baisha's mobile phone and left Wanshi House.

Zhang Lingfang and her sister fell far behind him, waiting for him to contact Donggong Wudi.

Then they will take action and completely kill Donggong Wudi.

Revenge.

Having lived with Donggong Wudi for so many years, they naturally know the true strength of the other party.

Donggong Wudi is just a top-level martial arts master.

And he has no actual combat ability. In their eyes, he is a weakling.

As long as he appears, he will never change the outcome of his death.

Absinthe arrived at the villa in the East District soon. When he just arrived at the gate of Donggong Wudi's original villa.

Baisha's mobile phone rang.

Absinthe answered the phone immediately, "I see you."

"Leave the villa now and wait for me at the intersection of the avenue next to the villa."

"Yes, sir," Baisha said respectfully.

Then he turned and left the villa area and came to the intersection at the entrance of this villa area.

Sister Zhang Lingfang had already hidden in a dark corner.

Their eyes were always locked on Absinthe.

At this time, Zhang Lingfang had taken out a sniper rifle and quietly aimed at Absinthe's position from a distance.

The sight on the sniper rifle was replaced with a thermal sensor. As long as Donggong Wudi appeared, he could not escape.

They waited for less than a few minutes, and a car slowly drove up and stopped in front of Absinthe.

The car window rolled down quickly, revealing Donggong Wudi's face, "Come up, we have to leave here quickly."

"We can't stay in Honglian City anymore. Let the others come after we settle them down."

Absinthe smiled slightly, "It's the young master."

At this moment, a sharp muffled sound suddenly exploded.

The front window of the car driven by Donggong Wudi exploded, and a bullet passed through his chest silently.

A palm-sized hole appeared in his chest, and blood spurted out in an instant, dyeing the entire car red.

Donggong Wudi trembled all over, and his eyes showed a trace of disbelief.

Then there was no breath, and this prime minister's son died here silently.

At this time, accompanied by this muffled sound, the patrol personnel in the villa area were quickly alarmed.

One by one, the flashlights lit up and came here.

Absinthe looked at Donggong Wudi's disbelief and the resentment emanating from his body, and smiled strangely.

He turned into a black mist and pounced on Donggong Wudi.

Countless resentments merged into the black mist like young swallows returning to their nests.

You can vaguely see Donggong Wudi's painful face flickering in the black mist, and then it became more and more illusory.

Until it disappeared completely.

At the same time, in the car, Donggong Wudi's mobile phone turned into powder under the power of absinthe.

When the patrolmen around arrived, absinthe had turned into a black mist, passed through the underground and disappeared at the scene.

The Zhang Lingfang sisters, who were hundreds of meters away from here, had already put away their weapons and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The two had no intention of going back to the Wanshiwu to meet Lin Yi again.

After completing their revenge, their lives would belong to them.

They would go far away, hide their names, and stay away from the place of right and wrong.

In the end, this would be a headless case, and no one would be able to trace them.

As more than a dozen patrolmen gathered at the intersection, they saw the car parked there.

They also noticed the broken front window of the car and the body stained with blood inside.

Alarms kept ringing and phone calls kept echoing. Apparently, someone had recognized Donggong Wudi's identity.

They showed panic on their faces.

Donggong Wudi was the son of the prime minister and the owner of the villa.

He died here silently. No matter what, they would be questioned.

Faced with this situation, these patrolmen might lose their jobs.

Soon the place was blocked, and a special investigation team quickly entered the scene and began to search and check all traces at the scene.

At this time, in the prime minister's mansion, Donggong Taiyu's office made a loud noise.

In front of him was a broken desk, which was completely shattered.

His heart was filled with boundless anger.

"Who, who killed my son?"

"No matter who you are, I must tear you into pieces."

His eyes were dyed red with boundless anger. He almost couldn't bear the pain of losing his son in his old age and sending his son away.

At this time, he clearly noticed some problems, "Could this also be caused by the loss of dragon energy?"

Thinking of this, he immediately came to the courtyard where Tongshenzi was.

At this time, Tongshenzi was drinking under the moon, looking very natural.

Clang.

The sound of someone pushing the door interrupted his interest in enjoying the moon.

He looked at Donggong Taiyu who entered the courtyard, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Why is the Prime Minister so anxious?"