Chapter 2198 (2/2)

”Please?” Young master Chu raised his hand.

The guard kicked at the bend of Chu Yixiu's leg.

His legs a soft, knee straight kneel on the ground.

Master Chu raised his legs, stepped on his shoulder with his shoes of light discerning people, and exerted a little force: ”please? Chu Yixiu, up to now, you haven't seen the situation clearly? ”

Only Chu cultivates to ask for his share, and there is no reason for him to ask for others.

In the past, Chu Yixiu was not his opponent, and now it is even more impossible to have the capital to compete with him.

”Chu Huaijin, I don't believe you will be so lucky all your life. I'm waiting to see the day you fell. ”

Young master Chu's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he pulled out a sarcastic arc: ”you can't wait for that day in your life.”

”Don't talk too much. No one knows what will happen in the future.” Chu also cultivates the grim smile, lining that pair of empty eyes, more terrible.

At first glance, it's like a walking corpse of a soul.

There is deep strangeness and gloom in the void.

Master Chu chuckled: ”Chu Yixiu, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it now. We'll come a long time. I'll wait for you to tell me. ”

Standing up, the man's tall body went out.

Two steps and a pause.

He slightly turned his head and looked at Chu Yixiu, who was kneeling on the ground. His voice was suddenly cold: ”those criminal laws, let him have a good taste.”

”Yes, young master!” The guards are in a great momentum.

”Chu Huaijin, do you think I will give in like this? You dream! You never want to know where your son died! ”

Death is not a common dislike of Master Chu.

He frowned, and the guard waited for him to speak, and his fist was like a storm, greeting Chu Yixiu.

All of a sudden, there was a wail.

”Husband, where have you been?”

Who came out of the prison, just stepped into the front yard, was clinging to yanbaozi.

Young master Chu looked down at the young wife who took the initiative to give up her arms. ”Just separated for a while, miss me?”

Yan baozi's head was buried in his arms, and he grunted, ”I can't let it go without you.”