Chapter 103: Funeral Dog (2)

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After all, Ling He did not pay attention to the Thunder, but directly took people to take away some of the things and proofs managed by the city.
Throughout the process, the Thunder couldn't say a word. He wanted to refute Linghe's words, but... at this moment he also realized that Linghe could appear here intact, I am afraid... his father is there. Really an accident.
After Linghe took the things and left the city government, those people who were chilling, this was the truth of the facts under the command of the Thunder.
Lei Xu died, this news is like a wildfire, and it spreads quickly in the city. The next person in the city government has just received news, and has not had time to tell the Thunder, Ling He they will kill.
After the Thunder listened to everything, the whole person seemed to fall into the cold pool. He looked at the place where he was desperate and did not move. His mind was blank and he couldn’t think of anything.
"Linghe adults said that the Jicheng master did not intend to move to the city's main government, so ... Shaocheng... cough... The young master can still live here." The next man trembled.
The Thunder slowly turned his head and looked at the man in the mouth. His face showed a very angry expression. He raised his hand fiercely and slammed the man on the ground.
"Roll! Give me a roll!" Thunder said.
The next person in the hall, each scared and shivered, and the fart ran away.
In the hall, there was only the Thunder, and the maid who helped him.
Finished, everything is over...
The Thunder felt that his own sky had collapsed.
How can he think that his father, who is full of self-confidence, will return to the sky within half a day, and his identity will be within a short period of half a day, from the sacred city, to the laughing stock of the entire city.
The monsoon smoke is in front of many people, saying that she does not see the thunder, this shame is that the Thunder has not suffered in this life.
Uneasyness, anger and fear are intertwined in the thunder's heart. His face is white and his fingertips are cold and shivering.
The monsoon smoke does not live in the city's main house. This place is reserved for him. It is more like a kind of alms... a shame...
"Small city... young master?" The maid was nervously watching the face of the thunder.
The Thunder clenched his teeth and his face was gloomy.
"Take me to the room." Thunder suddenly spoke.
The maid glimpsed, "But Miss Su, she still hasn't..."
"If you don't want to die, take me in the past!" Thunder sighed.
The maid shook his body and could only lead the Thunder to the room of Su Shi...
Linghe moved all the files of the main city of Jicheng to the house of the monsoon smoke. Zuo Nuo has also found a famous craftsman in Jicheng, ready to renovate the house, and have a big kill before the monsoon smoke. Those craftsmen are more powerful, pointing to a good impression on the new city owner.
On the second day of Linghe’s return from the city’s main government, the Thunder suddenly disappeared from the city’s main house, and even Su Shi, who had been sleeping for many days, was not known, and the wealth that Lei Xu had accumulated for many years was not Wings fly.
Lei Xu died, the Thunder disappeared, and all the descendants and guards in the city's main house dispersed.
In the past, the main city of Jichengcheng in the city of Mencius became a vacant room, and no one dared to set foot.
On the contrary, the main city of the new city where the monsoon smoke resides, received frequent trials from all the owners of the city, and the gold and silver treasures were pulled out of the house, but in the end, they were all returned.