House Management Chapter 2308: What is this

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How could Zhang Yu let the woman go? If he did so, wouldn't it be terrorizing the snake and making trouble for himself.

He is considering only two issues now. One is the master who stayed and waited for the woman, and the other is to take the woman away first, and report the matter here to Chu Zhenhuan, who will make a decision.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Yu suddenly thought of something, and then asked: "Where did your master go so late?"

"I don't know, he would never tell me where he went," the woman said.

"Just where I was standing, a car drove past. The man who drove seemed to be a thirty-year-old man in the back seat. Although I didn’t see it, I could feel that this man was a bit Evil... this person is your master..." Zhang Yu said lightly.

"He is my master..." the woman said honestly.

"The main house in the yard is his room, right?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"It's his room." The woman replied.

Zhang Yu nodded slightly, turned and walked towards the door.

When the woman saw Zhang Yu was going out, she quickly asked: "Where are you going?"

"I will go to your master's room to have a look." Zhang Yu said.

"You..." Seeing Zhang Yu say this, the woman couldn't help being a little anxious, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Yu didn't care about her, nor was he afraid that she would run away. It was impossible for a little ghost to escape from his formation.

Leaving the side room, Zhang Yu walked to the door of the main room. He didn't push the door with his hand, he just touched it with his elbow, and then found that the door was locked. Ordinary locks, of course, are not placed in Zhang Yu's eyes. He took out a pin from his pocket and inserted it into the buttonhole, only to flick it.

With a soft "click", the lock was opened.

Zhang Yu still gently pushed the door open with his elbow, but he didn't go in right away. He first listened, and then carefully felt whether there was anything unusual in the room.

There is nothing unusual in the room, it's just very dark. With the moonlight, I can barely see it.

This is a hall, which is well decorated, with big sofas, big TVs, and so on. And the floor is covered with marble tiles.

In order to avoid leaving footprints, Zhang Yu dragged his shoes and walked in with them.

There is a bedroom on the left and right of the hall. He first went to the room on the left and took a look. The door was not locked, so he could get in easily. The room was very clean, but it was so clean, there was nothing else except the bed and the luggage on it.

Zhang Yu went to the room on the right again. This room was smaller than the room on the left, but it was a little messy. It's not that there is any formation or weirdness, it's just that there is a compass on the bed in this room, and some cut white paper. Zhang Yu can tell at a glance that this is for paper-making people.

These tatters seem to be nothing unusual, and with Zhang Yu's strength, they would not be considered at all.

"Huh?" At this moment, something beside the white paper suddenly attracted Zhang Yu's attention, "What is this..."

Looking at the sun mountain, off the horizon.

The rickety old man stood quietly beside the tree, while the thirty men stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down.

The man looked for a while, then walked back, "Master, I can't see anything below."

"If you can see it, that's weird..." the old man rickety said lightly.

"This is also...Master, it's getting closer and closer to the day... You said we should go to the forest farm now..." the man said.

"This..." The rickety old man was lost in thought.

"Master, now that the **** people are dead, no one knows about this anymore... I don't think we want us to waste time anymore..." the man said.

"Yeah." The old man rickety nodded, and said: "Call the person surnamed Wang and tell him that everything has been resolved. Tonight, strike the iron while it's hot and get things done quickly. We will leave tomorrow."

"Yes, Master." After the man said, he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed a call.

After the call was connected, the man said: "Director Wang, it's me... Song Feng's problem has been resolved... Don't worry, he is dead and can't die anymore... Ha ha ha ha... do us now What should be done... early, not early at all, Song Feng just died, no one knows the news of his death yet, all the clues are cut off, it happens to be doing things... once the news of Song Feng's death is The police know that the entire Zhenhai City is almost the same even if it doesn’t turn upside down. So I think it’s better to act tonight... Then what do you do... Well, do whatever you like. It has nothing to do with us. Do things well..."

Hang up the phone, the man looked at the rickety old man and said: "Master, I have already agreed with the surname Wang, and he will send someone to act soon... However, he said that tonight is too late and he has something to do. I'm not here..."

"A person like him, what good things can do at night. Forget it, I feel annoyed when I see him. It's just right not to come... Let's go, now go to the forest farm..." The old man said.

After speaking, he turned and walked down the mountain.

Don't look at his rickety figure, he doesn't walk fast, but every step is very steady and very practical.

The man followed, and then said: "Master, do you want to go back first and take the younger sister with you."

"What to take her to do, her task now is to seduce men and **** their yang energy. When she has practiced enough, she can wait for lightning strikes..." the old man said with disdain.

Seeing that the master said so, the man stopped speaking. The two went down Duantianya one after the other, and then down Wangri Mountain. After getting in the Passat car, drove all the way towards the southern district of Zhenjiang.

The car drove very quickly, and there were not many cars on the road in the middle of the night, and all the way to the outskirts of Zhennan District, where the forest farm was located.

The forest farm in Zhennan District is very large. If it is the gateway to the forest farm, there are even more. Not only that, but there are also many roads, both southeast and northwest.

The Passat came to West Gate 3 and stopped outside. It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the surrounding area of ​​the forest farm was quiet, and the Passat car was waiting outside the door with a double flash.

After a while, four large trucks drove out of Gate 3.

In the cargo boxes of the four trucks, there is a big tree in each of them. The trunk of each tree is so thick that it takes three people to carry it. Not only that, the tree is almost intact whether it is the crown or the root. Anything that can be seen, these four trees should have just been dug out from the soil.

If you are a savvy person, you can tell if you can't find out what kind of trees are dead. Among them are three peach trees and one jujube tree.

Peach trees and jujube trees are not rare. What matters is that such thick peach trees and jujube trees are definitely quite old. No matter which forest farm is in the country, such trees must be protected.

Seeing the four trucks coming out, the Passat car did not neglect, and just drove away, the trucks filed behind. The rickety old man sitting in the Passat car, his face was indifferent, but the man was very excited, as if he was doing something big.