Why should you give him face today?

Zheng Man'er stopped dwelling on this question, but suddenly asked, "How do you know that the shot you fired was empty?"

Ye Hao said lightly: "I don't know, it's just that he is lucky."

"If there is no blank and he dies, that's what he asked for, right?"

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Zheng Man'er was slightly taken aback, she suddenly felt that Ye Hao in front of her was so strange.

Without talking all the way, he sent Zheng Man'er and Zheng Jun back to Zheng's house, and after making sure that Zheng Jun was fine, Ye Hao turned and left.

Although he lives in Zheng's house these days, he wants to go to Jifutang tonight.

Because once Jin Junying starts to retaliate, then I am afraid that he will really die forever.

That being the case, don't implicate Zheng Man'er.

Six thirty the next morning.

A Gulfstream private jet parked at the VIP area of ??Jinling International Airport.

People who own such private jets in China are either rich or expensive.

And in this early morning, there were no pedestrians or cars around the airport, and the cold north wind was howling, which inevitably carried a bit of desolation.

Zheng Man'er, who was standing at the exit of the VIP passage, was wearing a professional suit at the moment, staring indifferently at the place ahead.

At this moment, someone has already started laying the red carpet on the ground.

There are also many masters in Tang suits scattered all over the place, preparing for security work. ,

Clearly, there are real superheroes on the horizon.

Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit appeared.

When he saw Zheng Man'er, he seemed to be slightly taken aback, then walked over with a smile and said, "Miss Zheng, hello."

"Mr. Zhen's visit to Jinling this time is just to offer incense and pray for blessings on Zijin Mountain."

"Nothing else involved."

"So please go back, Miss Zheng."

Zheng Man'er frowned slightly, but still said in a low voice: "Director Zhen, I have something to do with the Patriarch."

"Please pass it on for me."

"Give me a minute to speak."

Manager Zhen looked Zheng Man'er up and down for a while, and then slowly said: "Okay, Miss Zheng, you are the head of the ninth branch. According to the family rules, you are indeed eligible to see Mr. Zhen three times a year."

"However, you can only have five minutes at a time, and Mr. Zhen's precious time cannot be wasted."

Zheng Man'er nodded slightly and said, "It's natural, please rest assured Mr. Zhen."

Manager Zhen nodded slightly, turned and left.

About a minute later, Manager Zhen reappeared. JrNovels.com