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Chapter 558

Because of Liu Zhengyang's order, the killer of Senluo Palace began to hide.

Liuyunfang itself is a private club, and most of the people who come and go on weekdays are elites in the provincial capital, and the first choice for wealthy businessmen to discuss private matters.

The manager of Liuyunfang walked through the club and walked to a secret door.

After entering a series of instructions, the secret door slowly opened after three tests.

"Minister Li, the news has been passed on. According to the rules, we will completely lurk!

Minister Li is a middle-aged man over forty years old, with a tough face and dressed like an elite.

After hearing the other person's words, he nodded with satisfaction.

"I didn't expect that Liu Zhizhang had such strength, even the Ghost Elder and the Three Soul Elder were destroyed by his hands!"

Li Feng sighed.

After all, he was the branch minister. When Yougui and others arrived, they settled in him, so they knew more inside information.

"But Liu Zhengyang is still young after all, so we are still safe for the time being!"

A ruthless look flashed across Li Feng's face: "He will not let him ignore it, wait for the news!"

"yes!"

The subordinates agreed respectfully.

Even though he had seen Liu Zhengyang's powerful methods, his subordinates did not think he had been exposed.

After all, Liuyunfang has been arbitrary for so many years, and almost no one knows that he is the branch of Senluo Palace. Liu Zhengyang just took over Tiannan Province, how could he know such an important thing?

According to the rules of Senluo Palace, the only consequence of failure in assassination is death.

So even the Twelve Kings of Hell would not have thought that the Three Soul Envoys were not dead, but were also suppressed in the chessboard in Liu Zhengyang's hands!

Having such a high-level existence is definitely a disaster for Senluo Palace!

After his subordinates left, Li Feng walked to the depths of the branch.

The house was a little dark, and there were two old men sitting in the house.

The two of them looked at the kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and they were no different from ordinary old men. No one would associate them with the word "killer".

"What does the headquarters mean?"

"Let us lurk for the time being. I didn't expect that even a big man like the Three Soul Messenger could not subdue him!"

Li Feng sighed and said.

"Haha, it's not because of underestimating the enemy!"

One of the old men snorted coldly: "No matter what, it is still safer here. Even if his surname is Liu, what if he is capable of it? Could it be that he will come here again?"

Li Feng nodded in agreement.

But then the three of them were suddenly shocked.

"Is that true?"

A faint sound came from the door behind them. The three of them subconsciously jumped up and then looked at the door.

Liu Zhengyang held the body of Li Feng in his hand and threw it in front of them.

"I really didn't expect that there was such a unique world in Liuyunfang, which really made me more knowledgeable!"

The more plain Liu Zhengyang's tone became, the more shocked Li Feng and the other two became, and they kept asking themselves in their minds.

How did he find this place? Could it be that there is a traitor?

Li Feng gritted his teeth: "Why are you still standing there? Let's take action together, otherwise everyone will die!"

Li Feng wiped his arm around his waist, then swung his hand, and two strong winds rushed straight to Liu Zhengyang's face.

The two old men also reacted, one of them used a finger as a pen, drew a character from the air, and shouted: "Confine!"
Chapter completed!
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