Chapter 1243 (1/2)

Just then, a mobile phone rang.

Feixuelin quickly picked up the mobile phone a look, connect the phone, face instantly changed.

”Well, I know. I'll go back now!”

Feixuelin said directly, with a worried look on her face.

”What happened?”

Xiao Yifeng looks at Fei Xuelin and asks.

”My grandfather's condition is getting worse!”

Feixuelin said in a deep voice.

”I'll go back with you!”

Xiao Yifeng said.

Fei Xuelin nodded. She knew Xiao Yifeng's medical skills and wanted to let him go back to see her grandfather's condition.

Then Xiao Yifeng followed Michelle and Alice back to the Locke family.

At the same time, in the castle where flott was before, flott came back here, but the whole person looked very embarrassed and was breathing.

At this time, a middle-aged man with thick hair, thick face and a golden beard appeared in front of flott. It was his father, Charlotte, the head of the Charles family.

”Father

Flott opened his eyes and looked at child.

”What's going on? Who hurt you? And the family guard experts. Why are they all dead? ”

Said child in a deep voice.

”It's all done by a damned yellow man. Father, you must avenge me. I'll cut him to pieces. I'll suck his blood!”

Flott's face was icy, his eyes were full of horror, and his body was full of anger.

”Yellow people?”

Chald looked stunned.

Then flott said one by one what happened in Xuefeng building today.

”This boy is so powerful, but he doesn't even pay attention to my Charles family. It's arrogant. There's no need for the Locke family to exist!”

Chald said coldly, exuding a strong authority.

”Father, Michelle, keep it for me, and the boy, bring it back to me. I'm going to kill him myself!”

Flott said hastily.

”Yes!”

Chald nodded and left.

Country y, LD.

In the suburbs, there is a very large castle manor, covering thousands of acres, decorated with incomparable luxury, but also has a large number of servants and guards, which is where the Locke family, the top plutocrats in Europe, is located.

At this time, in a room of the Locke family, a white haired old man is lying on the bed with a ventilator on his face. A group of foreign doctors in white coats are treating him. The old man is Locke bode, the owner of the Locke family.

”Grandfather!”

At this time, Fisher came to the room, looked at Lockheed and cried.

”Dr. Smith, how is my grandfather?”

Feixuelin looked at a blonde man and said.

”Lord Locke's condition is not very good. Lung cancer has begun to deteriorate. I suggest that he be hospitalized for surgery immediately, or it will be too late.”

The blonde man looked at Michelle and said.

”Xiaofeng, look at my grandfather. Is there any way to save him?”