"Good evening, all the viewers and friends of the city! Today is November 16, 156 A.D., and it is now 23:30 p.m., and here is the full content of today's evening news......"

Wang Lengdu stood in front of the window, looking at the dark night outside the house, listening to the evening news that was about to start on the TV set on the side, feeling depressed and complicated.

Where he was, there was a luxurious-looking room on the west corner of the third floor of a villa.

The villa is located in the middle of Wumingguo, a high-tech zone on the west side of Huangshui City, and is one of the residences of the richest man Li in the city.

Although this villa of the Li family is luxurious and magnificent, it is not like an ordinary mansion, but at this moment, the lights inside are dim, there is no people, it is quiet and deserted, and the atmosphere is a little depressing.

"Boom ......"

"You're Wang Leng, right! Where have you been for so many years? What have you been doing? You have not been heard from for 10 years, why haven't you come to my ......house until now?"

At this moment, the lock of the guest room door turned, and the sound of the door opening was heard, interspersed with a series of inquiries in a thick male voice.

Wang Leng turned his head to look, searched in the memory in his mind, and saw that the person who came had some impressions.

"Are you Uncle Li?"

He asked softly, took the remote control casually, and pressed the standby button on the TV to freeze the picture and sound.

The person who opened the door and came in was over half a hundred years old, about fifty years old, full of suits and leather shoes, medium stature, not fat or thin, ruddy and shiny, and quite well maintained.

At first glance, the first impression is that he is the kind of successful person who has superior living conditions and a lot of wealth.

"Well, I'm Li Huan's father, your parents should have told you about the past of our two families, your father and I also partnered in business back then!"

Wang Leng frowned, remembering his previous life experience, thinking of his parents who have not heard from him so far, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

The middle-aged man in front of him is named Li Ming, who can be regarded as Wang Leng's quasi-father-in-law according to his generation, the father of his fiancée Li Huan, and the head of the Li family's villa, the richest man in Huangshui City, and the chairman of the city's diamond real estate group.

"Uncle Li, I've been working in other places, and I'm looking for my parents by the way......"

Regarding the life experience of leaving his hometown for many years and not returning, Wang Leng only said a few words to deal with the past.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it explicitly, it's just that not long ago, he just left a secret organization called the "Tongyi Protector National League", and he signed a top-secret confidentiality agreement that restricts his words and deeds.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, now that you're back, I have something to talk to you about......"

Li Ming obviously didn't care much about Wang Leng's past, his facial expression was still amiable, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Tell me something!"

Wang Leng heard his father-in-law say that he had something to do with him, and he had been in a calm state of mind, and he couldn't help but fluctuate for a while, and remembered a beautiful figure.

It was a sweet and lovely, tender and sweet woman, who was Wang Leng's childhood sweetheart's first love.

"Actually, it's hard for me to say this kind of thing, you've been away without a word for so many years, and Huanhuan has fallen in love with someone else...... So I'm afraid your marriage will have to be cancelled......"

Although Li Ming's words were tactful, a picture of embarrassment, he was still amiable, and his face did not change, just waiting for Wang Leng's reaction.

In Wang Leng's mind, that lovely and beautiful figure dissipated into endless nothingness with Li Ming's words......

disappeared together, as well as his youth and love!

"Time can change everything!"

Wang Leng finally had all kinds of emotions, and they all turned into a helpless lament.

Seeing that he was silent, Li Ming continued to explain.

"Originally, Huanhuan could have married her beloved, but considering the baby kiss that the two of you have set since childhood...... I have a close relationship with your father, and I thought that when you came back, I should make it clear in person...... So it's been delayed until now......"

"Uncle Li, can you tell me who Li Huan's sweetheart is?"

"It's none other than her cousin Lucho. ”

"What? It turned out to be his ......"

Wang Leng was shocked in his heart, obviously he knew the owner of this name very well, otherwise he would not be surprised.

Li Ming kept staring at Wang Leng's face, and after capturing the changes in his heart, he smiled slightly.

"You don't need to have any psychological pressure, it's come to this, and we, as parents, can't interfere too much with young people's thoughts. If there is any financial need in the future, just open your mouth ......."

As for the latter words, Wang Leng didn't have much heart to listen to them, his current mood was very chaotic and terrible!

After Li Ming said a few beautiful words, he didn't plan to stay any longer, and he didn't bother to care about Wang Leng's complicated thoughts there, so he walked out of the guest room by himself.

"Shall I go or not?"

Half an hour later, in repeated self-torture, Wang Leng repeated this sentence thousands of times, but he was still undecided and couldn't make up his mind.

When he was entangled, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the time casually, and his brows suddenly tightened, and he was worried.

"Now, how can I be timid, I have to say something, go to Li Huan and ask about the situation, what about our former mountain alliance and sea oath, and the old world?"

After thinking for a moment, Wang Leng stood up and swept away the sumptuous meals on the table, drank a bottle of high-end foreign wine worth 10,000 yuan, and turned around and walked out of the room.

The courtyard of the Li family villa is very large, the backyard covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, there are green swimming pool gardens, and two other independent two-story small lofts, as well as various supporting facilities for the integration of life and entertainment.

In front is the main residence building, a six-storey antique villa building, about more than 500 square meters, three in and three out, the decoration is luxurious and high-end, and there are dozens of wing halls.

Wang Leng came out of the guest room on the third floor, quietly came to the back door on the first floor, fumbled to unlock the door, and slipped straight into the garden behind the villa.

At about ten ten, he looked up at a small two-story building under a slightly low wall, the windows were closed and the lights were off, which was the solitary residence of his first love in his memory.

Without a moment's pause, he jumped onto the wall.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the perfect time to seek revenge, and you are really here!"

As soon as he came to the front of the small building, a low sigh sounded quietly.

Wang Leng was startled, and suddenly stopped, feeling that within ten meters of him, there was suddenly an extra person.

In the middle of the night when the cold wind is biting, a person appears silently, which inevitably makes people's spines chill and cold sweat.

It was early in the morning, the night was deep and deadly silent, and it was dark and winter all around, and I couldn't see my feet when I opened my eyes wide.

Wang Leng was engrossed, his vigilance fluctuated greatly, and he was already aware of who was coming.

So he tensed the muscles of his whole body, did not dare to move, tried his best to calm down his disordered thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Lu Qiao, you really live up to your reputation, and it is really surprising that you are waiting here on purpose!"

"You're Wang Leng, aren't you! After all these years, what are you doing when you come back? My cousin has already agreed to marry me......

The name of the person who came was Lu Qiao, at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, he was born handsome and chic, strong and upright, and full of style.

Because Wang Leng's previous Tongyi Protector Regiment belonged to a top-secret secret organization, some businesses were also attached to national security, intelligence and other departments, all of which contained detailed information about many important people.

According to its internal confidential information, Lu Qiao is a rookie of the Lu Group, who has been practicing unique swordsmanship since he was a child, and now he has achieved a small success.

If you dig deeper, it is rumored that the organizational attributes behind the scenes of their Lu family are also involved in many military forces.

In today's highly developed world with high levels of information technology and serious damage to natural resources, every country is not frantically developing chemical thermal weapons, but is more keen on the in-depth exploration of martial arts and foreign arts.

The strong are respected, and those who have the ability can get more survival resources.

This makes cold weapons popular, and there are as many people as many people who practice martial arts.

With the prosperity of science and technology and the prosperity of culture, many martial arts lovers still refer to all kinds of classics and treasures left by their predecessors, and practice an ancient method called pulse art.

Legend has it that the power of the Lu family is extremely strong, but it has a completely different cultivation system from other martial arts families, and their whole family is keen on swordsmanship, and they have a lofty creed of respecting the way of the sword.

As a rising star, Lu Xiu has won the careful care of the bigwigs in the clan, and his swordsmanship is already outstanding, and he can match it, but he has only ten fingers.

Of course, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, and ordinary people often can't afford to provoke or hide, the people of their Lu family.

If he impulsively killed Lu Qiao, who injured the pride of the sky, he would inevitably be afraid of the Lu family's revenge.

If they are hunted down or persecuted by the huge Lu group in the dark, the consequences will be very serious, and people will have the illusion of remorse and stealing their lives.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, most people would rather have regrets for life, and they would not have a slight conflict with the Lu family.

Having said that, the handsome and extraordinary Lu Qiao, as always, has no waves, his temperament is not impatient or impatient, and his voice is unusually calm and calm.

As far as temperament is concerned, he does have many convincing points.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, Wang Leng was not afraid of it, he slowly turned around and glanced at Lu Qiao.

Lu Qiao's gentle face had a pair of smart eyes, and under the dim light shining not far away, he looked radiant and slightly shocked.

It was in his eyes, revealing a quiet profundity, which made Wang Leng surprised and had some indescribable bitterness.

On the other hand, he looked at his small body, like a wild tree in the frost and snow, although isolated and upright, but covered with wind and dust.

His slightly darkened face revealed a sense of exhaustion and vicissitudes, especially his unusually wide forehead, which protruded slightly forward, making the few wrinkles on it, in addition to being extremely distinct, but also highlighting the ruthlessness of the years.

Compared with Lu Qiao, Wang Leng boasted that he was not as good-looking as others in terms of appearance, and even worse than others in terms of birth!

But what about this? Does he deserve to be green? Doesn't he deserve to be happy?