Chapter 976

The fourth's lips trembled, and his hand holding the mobile phone trembled uncontrollably.

Deliberately increased his voice, as if to strengthen his confidence, "impossible! You're lying to me!"

The other party said two more words and hung up the phone.

The Yan family who lost Yan Zhong has no qualifications for him to face up to. Making this call is just that he cares about his past feelings.

After the phone call, I did my duty.

There was a beep of hanging up in the mobile phone. The fourth grabbed the mobile phone and suddenly thought of something. He quickly dialed a string of numbers to try to confirm the message.

Five or six calls in a row.

Every time I hang up, the old four's face will become more and more pale.

In the end, he sat down on the sofa in despair and let the mobile phone slip from his fingertips and fall to the ground.

The disciples who did not know the situation felt nervous and cold.

Old four's usual style is calm and serious. What news can make him show such a weak or even depressed expression?

And I don't even care about my manners.

The news was almost out of the air.

It must be the owner of the house.

The disciples thought so and heard the voice of the fourth.

"The owner has gone."

When the fourth said this in a calm voice, his eyes showed confusion and panic.

"What, what?!"

"Impossible!"

"My major is advanced. How can I..."

The disciples stared in disbelief.

A disciple said dryly, "fourth master, are you kidding..."

The disciple's words were full of guilt.

They know better than anyone else.

Old four never joked, let alone such a serious joke.

The disciples were terrified at the bottom of their hearts. The morale that had just gathered was scattered.

"Is it Xuanmen? They must have plotted against the master!"

"It must be so!"

The disciples clenched their fists and their eyes were red.

The fourth man sat on the sofa, lowered his head, and his voice was a little erratic. "Qilinzi is back... Qilinzi is back."

"All the people sent by the Yan family to Xuanmen to carry out the task have been destroyed... There is no one left..."

All dead

The room fell into a dead silence.

It doesn't matter that our family was broken by the Qi family.

Now the owner and the mainstay of the family are also

The Yan family is now left with their worst disciples.

The fourth took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and his calm eyes swept through the disciples present.

The voice was quiet. "Anyway, the Yan family has raised you for so many years. Now that the owner of the family is dead, we must go to collect their bodies. Would you like to go with me?"

The room was silent.

For a long time, a disciple hesitated and said, "the people of Xuanmen are so crazy that even the master of the family can kill them. Aren't we going to die in vain?"

"Why don't we call the police..." a disciple whispered.

The fourth sneered. He looked at the young people with fear and fear on their faces and slammed the tea table in front of them, "then go. Go now!"

His voice was so gloomy and terrible that the frightened disciple immediately shrank behind the people next to him and dared not speak again.

The disciples bowed their heads one by one like quails for fear of being called by the old four.

"Mr. Yan," there was another knock outside the door.

The old four suddenly tensed.

I'm afraid it's more terrible bad news.

But this time, it was just the waiter's voice.

"The masters of Xuanmen have brought you something. Please go back."