Vol 2 Chapter 212: Bizarre disappearance

Seeing Wu Huanfeng’s move, he had already guessed his mind during the day and smiled disdainfully. It is a confident, confident smile, and wants to go with him, I am afraid that Wu Huanfeng does not have this ability.
Wu Huanfeng watched the day and groaned very strangely, and even escaped the dagger that he had stabbed out. The knife that was smashed during the day was already stabbed with a shatter of wind. Wu Huanfeng never felt that death was so close to himself, and it was too late to return to the knife.
Wu Huanfeng could not help but reveal a bitter smile, secretly thinking: "Boss, can't help, I can't kill him."
Just in the midst of this millennium, during the daytime, I suddenly felt a murder of coldness coming from behind my back. It was the murderous weapon of the weapon, and the fierce killing. During the day, I know that if I want to kill Wu Huanfeng, I can't escape the blow behind it. If I want to escape, I must give up killing Wu Huanfeng.
Without hesitation, he turned his body in the middle of the day, slipping his feet and avoiding it. It’s a fascinating sight, and I’m expecting a miracle to appear, and Zhao Ya will suddenly appear in front of her own eyes. Perhaps, really, as Zhou Ruolan said, there are some things that turn around for a lifetime, and you should take good care of yourself.
The phone suddenly rang again, and Ye Qian hurriedly connected, and the sound of Zhao Xing came from the opposite side. Some confusion, some eagerness, "Boss, someone just sent a note saying that it is to be handed over to you."
"What paper? What is written on it?" Ye Qian asked hurriedly.
"I didn't look at it, so I would like to ask you if I want to check it out." Yan Xing said with some weakness. Ye Qian understands that without his own consent, Zhao Xing is not willing to automate his own things. There are advantages and disadvantages, and Ye Qian is not good to blame him.
"Look at it right away." Ye Qian said eagerly.
For a moment, the voice of Zhaoxing sounded again. "The boss, there is nothing written on it, only a number, like a mobile phone number."