Chapter 1527: Really control people

The first thousand five hundred and twenty-seven chapters really control people
"what!"
The waiter at the restaurant first found out that it was wrong, and then the manager rushed in. Seeing that Hong Wenwu was dead, she trembled and called the police.
"Hey? How did the guy suddenly die?"
The seven or eight girls Wu Hao called were a bit strange and amazed. Then they looked at Wu Hao with a suspicious look. Is it a good show that he said, that is, watching the dead? How does he know that someone will die here?
The appearance of Wu Hao's four people is very difficult to see. Some of them look at Zhang Yuyu. Although Zhang Xiaoyu's expression has not changed much, it can be seen in the eyes, but it also shows a sense of shock. Gu Fei is also listening. Zhang Yuyu said that when he came to see the drama, he came together, but now he can see this scene, so that they can not help but be surprised.
"Dead?"
"How come suddenly dead! Manager, we don't eat!"
The guests in the restaurant were a little scared, but some people, but some curiously looked at the body of Hong Wenwu. For them, it is not easy to see the dead in reality. After reading it, the heart is a sigh, the dead. That's it, nothing great?
Ning Qi came out of the toilet. Li Xin had not eaten yet. Instead, she stood in a panic and looked at Ning Qi. She subconsciously pulled Ning Qi’s arm and half of her body hid behind Ning Qi.
"what happened?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Someone is dead, you are watching."
Li Xinchao pointed to the side of Hong Wenwu.
"It's him!!"
Zhang Yuyu, Wu Hao and others first turned their eyes on Ning Qi. At this moment, they finally felt deep fear. Zhang Yuyu was afraid of Ning Qi in front of her face and killed a person. She couldn't see how Ningqi did it. Wu Hao and others were more afraid than Zhang Yuyu!
They are deeply aware of the power of the master, such a presence, suddenly violent, only one possibility, that is, Ning Qi is stronger than him!
Stronger than a strong master? What is this realm?
Wu Hao has deep fear in his eyes.
"Since the dead, this meal does not eat, let's go first?"
Ning Qi smiled.
Li Xin’s little chicken nodded like a glutinous rice.
After closing the account, Ning Qi walked with Li Xinchao's door. Li Xinsheng was afraid to step on Hong Wenwu. When he left the door, Ning Qi looked at Zhang Yuyu and Wu Hao with a smile. In this eye, the people who saw it were so cold that they only felt a chill around them. Wu Hao’s four men had a lot of cold sweat on their foreheads, and Zhang Yuyu’s muscles were stiff.
After the two left, Zhang Yuyu suddenly stood up. "We will also go."
Soon, the people in the restaurant walked almost the same. Most people stayed at the door and pointed at the body, guessing his cause of death.
Tianshan Mid-Levels Villa Area.
Zhang Yuyu, Wu Hao, four people ugly sitting on the sofa, five people are speechless.
"Cousin, the person who just died, is indeed the master of Hong Wenwu?"
Silence was half-sounding, and Wu Hao suddenly began to speak.
"It's him."
Zhang Yuyu nodded.
"The sturdy... sturdy master, it is so dead. Have you seen how he shot it? Or is Hong Wenwu’s master violent because of improper cultivation?"
One person whispered.
"The seven holes are bleeding, this should not be violent, but it is shattered by people's livelihood..."
The other person’s face was horrified.
Soon, Zhang Shan walked downstairs and saw Wu Hao several people, and then nodded faintly, Wu Hao quickly got up and said hello.
Zhang Shan’s identity is extraordinary. Wu Hao once learned from his master’s mouth that there is a strong existence behind Zhang Shan. Even his masters are very taboo, and he himself controls the vast Arctic Mountain Group. It is very difficult for ordinary people to see one side at a time.
"You are so anxious to find me, what is it?"
Zhang Shan sat next to Zhang Yuyu and smiled.
"Hong Wenwu is dead."
Zhang Yuyu was silent, said.
Zhang Shan’s face changed slightly, and he smiled and swept Wu Hao and others.
Hong Wenwu is dead, is it related to us?

"Expression, we suddenly remembered that there is still something in the house, we will leave."
Wu Hao’s interest in getting up and saying goodbye, after the four people left, Zhang’s face gradually gloomy.
Are you sure Hong Wenwu is dead? How did he die?

Zhang Yuyu said things again.
"Is he the son of that guy, if it is, why is he so strong... even the master of the sturdy, is not an opponent, is it..."
Zhang Shan’s face changed in vain, and he stood up from the sofa, then walked back and forth.
Zhang Yuyu was the first to see Zhang Shan's demeanor. Some incomprehensible words: "Dad, what are you afraid of? Don't say whether Hong Wenwu is a Ningbei Xuan, an ordinary person in Ningbei District, and then How can I fight? As long as Dad arranges a gunman, a bullet will send him on the road!"
"If it is before, it can be done, but now I can't do it. I have to make sure that one thing... So, when you go to school, help me with Ning Bei Xuan, I want to see him first."
Zhang Shan Shen Sheng.
"What? Dad, are you going to see him? How can he be..."
Zhang Yuyu was surprised to lose his voice.
"Well, you don't care why I want to see him, you can help me with the appointment... Go!"
Zhang Shan swings his hand.
Zhang Yuyu got up and left inexplicably.
"If it is such a presence, why not come to the door to find revenge? Perhaps he is not the son of Ning Qi? Perhaps he is the son of Ning Qi, and he does not know that Ning Qi is ... died in my hands?"
Zhang Shan sat back on the sofa and bowed his head, but for the sake of safety, he still took out a dedicated satellite phone.
"Beep beep...hey?"
"Xuan Grandpa, it is me, Zhang Shan."
Zhang Shan’s expression suddenly became respectful.
"Is there something?"
The voice on the other end of the phone looked very old.
"It is like this... I doubt..."
Zhang Shan said things again.
"I know, since Xiao Zuo can't protect you, let him roll back. I will send someone to help you. Her strength is very strong. I believe it is enough to get what you have met..."
After the phone was finished, the line was hung up.
Zhang Shan’s waist was gradually straight, his face hangs a little smile, and his heart sighed. His grandfather, Xuan, was not long after he pushed Ningqi’s cliff, and suddenly he went to the door. Zhang Shan then took root. I don’t believe that someone can live for so long, but when he sees the strength of the other side’s show, he has to believe it. He also knows about another level of things in the world. The big Arctic Mountain Group actually controls people. It’s not Zhang Shan, but his grandfather, Zhang Zhenyuan.