Diary of the Head of the House!

Qian Yilan's eyes couldn't help but wipe an excited gaze, and she hurriedly spoke, "Is this the diary of a thousand people, or the diary of the heads of the thousands of families?"

Tie Mian glanced at it roughly, "It should be the previous family heads, before Qianjun, there was also the diary of the previous generation of family heads, Qian Jinghui." ”

"It seems that the diaries of the heads of thousands of families are passed down in the hands of successive generations of family heads, so that the new heads of families can gain experience from them, observe and learn. Luo Feng opened his mouth and looked at Qian Yilan, "The truth you want, perhaps, is here." ”

Qian Yilan's beautiful eyes revealed a touch of heat.

After Iron Mask got out of the way, she couldn't wait to sit down.

She wants to know the truth of the year!

A diary is a memo of a person's life.

What you write to yourself, you don't lie to yourself.

However, Qian Jinghui's diary in his life is too long, and for a while, it was difficult for Qian Yilan to find the truth of the year.

"Qian, this computer will be handed over to you, you can take it back and check it slowly. Luo Feng smiled, "Anyway, the diary of the head of the family is here, and everything will fall into place." ”

Qian Yilan nodded slightly.

Soon, Qian Yilan packed up and left the Mandala Security Company headquarters with the laptop.

The relationship between Qian Yilan and the Qian family, the iron-masked judge didn't ask much, "Boss, Mo Chuyun, you have entered the mysterious water palace." The judge spoke.

Luo Feng's body still couldn't help but shake slightly, his eyes widened, and he nodded gently for a moment.

Mo Chuyun, she would not be indifferent knowing that Hua Jianxiao was uncertain about her life and death in the mysterious Water Palace.

She couldn't.

Even if she died nine times, she resolutely went.

Luo Feng had already thought that he had no reason to stop Mo Chuyun.

"During this time, the Mysterious Water Palace, there is still no change?" Luo Feng asked.

"Everything remains the same. The judge sighed lightly, "None of the people who entered the mysterious water palace returned. Every once in a while, blood still flowed out. ”

This water palace is like a wild beast lurking under the water, opening its bloody mouth and devouring the people who are close to it!

"However, there are more and more forces around the mysterious water palace. The judge said in a deep voice, "Many people know that the more dangerous the mysterious water palace, the more it means, the more precious the treasure inside will be!"

Even if there is a river of blood, more people and more forces will rush to it.

"What about the losses of the Huangquan Gang?" Luo Feng asked Tie Mian.

Iron Face's face showed a bitterness.

"This strike storm came too suddenly, without any warning at all! And the intensity of the blow was unprecedented! The other party deliberately wanted to destroy the Yellow Springs Gang. Tie Mian gritted his teeth, "Even if emergency measures are taken, however, the industries of the Huangquan Gang that have been seized are more than seventy percent!"

A real loss!

"Ouyang Jingtian, I will calculate this account for him. Luo Feng's gaze was cold, "Isn't he high, I'll want him to fall from the altar!"

In Luo Feng's heart, he already had a plan.

After the three brothers chatted for a while, Tie Mian sent Luo Feng back to school, and then transferred to go home.

It's already mid-morning.

Iron Mask's car slowly drove into the residential area, and as soon as the car stopped, Iron Mask noticed an unusual atmosphere.

Push the door and get out of the car, his eyes are like torches, and he coldly sweeps around, "Come out!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures flashed out.

Walking Jie, Guan Xuan Pai, Zhao Ceshuo!

The three of them surrounded the iron face, their eyes sinister.

"You're really keeping us waiting. Walking Jie's eyes were cold, and he spoke in a deep voice.

The eyes of the three were full of war.

In the past few days, he was first strongly suppressed by Ouyang Jingtian, and then lightly abused by the golden-faced hero, and the three masters of the Zhejiang and Hangzhou branch of Xuanyuan Pavilion were about to find the feeling of masters.

Tonight, it's time to take a hard breath.

"Hell team, Iron Mask?" Guan Xuan Platoon glanced at Iron Mask and said with a sneer, "The reputation is loud, but I don't know how many catties and taels it can have." ”

Tie Mian narrowed his eyes, "A few catties and a few taels, I'm afraid you can't afford it." ”

"Arrogance!" Zhao Ceshuo stepped forward, "I don't know how thick the sky is." While speaking, Zhao Ceshuo had already rushed forward with one step, his arm was like iron, and he slapped heavily on the iron surface.

Call!

A gust of wind howled and swept violently.

Rumble!

Iron Face Front-to-Face!

The two figures took a few steps back at the same time.

"Yes, so-so. The corners of Iron Mask's mouth lifted.

Zhao Ceshuo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression was a little solemn, "This son is not simple. ”

The palm just now seemed to be evenly divided, but Zhao Ceshuo was the one who took the initiative to attack, and the iron mask was only a punch defense.

In contrast, Zhao Ceshuo has fallen behind.

The other two also saw this scene, and walked up with a frown, surrounding the iron mask.

They can't afford to lose this battle!

They are the three masters of the dignified Zhejiang and Hangzhou branches!

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!

The three masters shot together.

Whew, whew!

In an instant, the wind was fierce, and the three powerful forces condensed and intertwined, like a jackal and a tiger roaring, tearing towards the iron face.

Magnificent!

Iron Mask immediately felt an oppressive force crushing against him, like Tarzan pressing on the top.

"It's a good time!" Iron Mask's footsteps quickly retreated, and in an instant, his fighting spirit was high, and after taking advantage of the momentum, he suddenly turned, and his illusory palm slapped out.

"Yaoyang Divine Palm!"

Wow!

It's dark at night, and the sun is shining!

The palm is blazing, like the sun and the moon in the palm, vast and dazzling!

Almost instantly, the three of them closed their eyes at the same time, but at this moment, they suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura coming!

"Not good!"

"Stand back!"

As soon as the words fell, the fierce offensive of the iron mask had already rushed up like a withering and decaying one, and the internal force combined with the strength of the flesh, so that the iron mask could also burst out with the strength of the Jiuding powerhouse!

The three of them joined forces, which was also comparable to the strong of Jiuding, but now they were preempted by the Iron Mask and fell behind, and the Iron Mask naturally did not give the three of them a chance to breathe, and the offensive was as fast as thunder.

Boom! Boom!

Bang!

The iron-faced Yaoyang Divine Palm is the first to wield!

The domineering majesty even made Iron Mask feel pleasantly surprised.

"Tsk, it's still reliable for the boss to take out his hand!" The corners of Tie Mian's mouth curled, he smiled, condescendingly, standing with his hands in his hands, and his eyes squinted at the three people who were struggling to get up in front of him, "The three masters? When will it start, the Zhejiang and Hangzhou branch of Xuanyuan Pavilion is already so bad!"

The faces of the three of them were like ashes, their eyes erupted with anger, and their bodies were trembling violently.

Defeated again!

Moreover, he was humiliated by his opponents.

And that's not all.

Tie Mian added with a smile, "You three ointmenters are the ointments that sell dog skin plasters!"

The faces of the three of them turned red and purple!

I was trembling with anger.

"I'm fighting with you!" Walker roared and rushed forward, only to be blasted out by the Iron Mask in the blink of an eye.

Iron Mask arched his hand towards the walking Jie, "Sure enough, it's a anointed hand, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Burst!

Walking Jie spat out a mouthful of old blood.