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Chapter 229 This man is ruthless and frightening(2/2)

Housekeeper Helen has always been the housekeeper of the manor in France. Bo Xingzhi's father, Bo Fengshan, and mother Wang Bilian usually live in France, and they rarely return to China.

Have been working and living in France.

After driving for half an hour, the car drove into an idyllic manor.

The manor is vast in area. Although the style is pastoral, it does not exude a hint of warmth. Instead, it is terrifyingly cold.

From a distance, the tall castle looks like an invisible cage.

In the darkness, the huge prison door opened, as if it wanted to swallow everyone in one gulp.

Bo Xingzhi didn't like coming here very much, but he had to come here.

He followed the butler into the hall on the first floor of the castle with an expressionless face.

In the dark hall.

Nearly a hundred strong men gathered.

Sitting on the sofa in the center is an elegant man wearing a dark red Tang suit. If you don't look carefully, everyone will be fooled by his appearance and think he is a university professor or some kind of scholar.

However, the cold aura emanating from his bones was like a demon crawling out of hell, making others tremble.

He had a pair of deep eyes, which were different from Bo Xingzhi's indifference, they were really cold.

Everyone around was so quiet that they didn't dare to make a sound.

In this gloomy lobby, even breathing seemed to be a burden.

The elegant man on the sofa is none other than Bo Xingzhi's father, Bo Fengshan. He is also the leader of the Bo Research Institute. Bo owns a very prestigious private research institute in France.

Mrs. Bo and he jointly run this research institute, so they stay in France all year round and rarely return to China.

Even at Mr. Bo's funeral, the two of them never showed up.

In Bo Xingzhi's eyes, his parents are the most cold-blooded beings in the world.

"Master, the young master is back."

"Come in." Bo Fengshan's voice was cold and calm.

The man put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and the other hand was stroking a black cat in his arms.

Maybe he was too strong, and the black cat meowed in discomfort.

The next second, the man's big palm clicked and broke the black cat's neck.
Chapter completed!
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