The next morning, Rendezvous Jockey Club, hunting area.

After a dense burst of gunfire, Wang Qiaochu and his men came out of the woods, with dozens of hares, pheasants, lambs and sika deer hanging on horseback.

Although Wang Qiaochu didn't know how to eat these things, the group all had a satisfied look.

Seeing a sika deer that was shot in the head by himself, Wang Qiaochu felt even more happy.

Being suppressed by Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue for so many days, his life is not difficult to move an inch, but he is also walking on thin ice, and he has long held his breath in his heart.

Now that he was venting through hunting, he felt a lot better, but his eyes quickly became sharp again.

He saw Lin Qihai.

Half an hour later, in the VIP room of the racecourse, Wang Qiaochu, who had changed his clothes, waved a few female companions out, and then picked up a cigar.

"Wang Shao, the ghost assassin has missed. ”

Lin Qihai hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward to report.

Wang Qiaochu's breathing suddenly became short, and the flame of the cigar became vigorous, but he quickly regained his calm:

"How did it fail?"

After several winds and waves, he knows that the more difficult the situation, the more calm he must be, otherwise he will only lose more if he messes up.

"The ghost assassin originally defeated the hearts of Cai's guardians, and also killed Cai Baipao and Ghost Hand. ”

Lin Qihai informed Wang Qiaochu of the collected information: "He also rushed into the Cai family hall and defeated Shadow and Cai Lingzhi. ”

Just as he was about to kill Cai Ling, Ye Fan suddenly attacked the ghost assassin from behind. ”

The ghost assassin was caught off guard and was finally killed by Ye Fan. ”

"But they shouldn't have any evidence of what we instigated. ”

"The number I used to contact the ghost assassin was also from abroad, and I destroyed it as soon as possible without giving the other party any handle. ”

He reported word by word, trying his best to keep his tone calm, but there was still a killing intent flowing from him.

The ghost assassin was his eldest brother's best friend, and now that he was killed by Ye Fan, his heart was full of anger and murderous intent.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, Ye Fan again......"

Wang Qiaochu's gentle emotions exploded instantly when he heard Ye Fan's words, and he kicked over the coffee table in front of him:

"Damn, twice and three times bad Lao Tzu is a good thing, and he has forced Ben Shao to this point, he really thinks he is the eldest brother of Longdu?"

"It really touched my bottom line, so I rushed directly to Jin Zhilin and killed him. ”

He almost had to grab the gun under his seat again.

Lin Qihai hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Wang Shao is angry, once he moves the gun, it is easy to be made a big fuss by reporters." ”

"As long as Ye Fan dies, as long as he dies, I will be the headline last week and go to prison for three months, and I will admit it. ”

Wang Qiaochu's chest continued to rise and fall, his eyes flashed with a cold glow, he was full of hatred for Ye Fan, and there was a sense of grievance.

He didn't understand why this Ye Fan couldn't step on it, and he was ruined by a bunch of good things, and he was forced to be embarrassed.

"Wang Shao, anger can't solve the problem. ”

Lin Qihai tried to calm his emotions, and then lowered his voice to advise:

"Now that Cai Lingzhi is alive, it is very unfavorable to us, she used to be afraid of our strength, but now that the ghost door is closed, it is difficult to ensure that she dies. ”

"If she collects some shady things about us and breaks out, I'm afraid it will make us more passive. ”

"If we can't continue to kill her, we have to quickly find a countermeasure. ”

Although the Cai family's force value is not good, but the intelligence ability is top-notch, if you break your bottom line to check the Wang family, I am afraid that Wang Qiaochu will have a headache.

"The Cai family suffered heavy casualties, even Cai Baipao and ghost hands died, and there is no evidence to prove that it was Cai Ling's dereliction of duty if we instigated it. ”

Wang Qiaochu leaned back on the sofa and took a sharp puff on his cigar:

"Make a phone call to Xiong Zi and ask him to take Cai's family to attack Cai Lingzhi, accusing her of killing many people. ”

"Then let the families of the dead guards join forces to file a lawsuit, and let the Cai family pay billions. ”

"In short, how to make the Cai family anxious, how to come. ”

He issued an order: "If you want to retaliate against the Wang family, she is not qualified enough." ”

Lin Qihai nodded lightly: "Understood." ”

"Also, I don't want to see Ye Fan anymore. ”

Wang Qiaochu's eyes were a little more cold: "Get rid of him by any means at any cost, of course, don't drag us into the water." ”

Lin Qihai hesitated: "Okay, I'll contact the overseas mercenaries." ”

"No!"

Wang Qiaochu picked up a pen and paper and wrote an address: "Go here and tell her that it's time to repay my favor." ”

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Lin Qihai drove around a few circles, and finally stopped at Shibei Village in Wuxuan District.

This is the largest urban village in Longdu, where more than 100,000 migrant workers live, and the houses are also scattered.

Lin Qihai walked for an hour before walking from the parking lot to the innermost alley of Shibei Village.

Compared to the bustling streets outside, the back alley is barely invisible, and it looks more deserted than the rest of the alley.

A few houses with their roofs torn down, still overgrown with weeds, look like abandoned places.

However, Lin Qihai still locked on to the person he was looking for at a glance.

A white-haired old lady, dressed in gray, sat in a rocking chair and let the sun pour down on her.

She was not surprised or pleased, her face was serene, and she was very careful to sew a pair of embroidered shoes.

There is also a tune humming in his mouth:

"The man who sings the wine is the wolf clan of the north. ”

"People say that the wolf clan in the north will stand outside the city gate in the cold wind, wearing rusty iron clothes......"

"Call the gates to open ......"

The white-haired old lady not only moves calmly, but also hums a tune with a vicissitudes of life, which makes people's heartstrings touch.

"Old lady, I was sent by Wang Shao. ”

Lin Qihai was also fascinated, and then reacted, stepped forward, and said respectfully:

"He wants you to do me a favor. ”

The white-haired old lady ignored Lin Qihai, didn't even raise her eyelids, and still shuttled unhurriedly with the embroidery needle.

"Old man, I am Wang Qiaochu Wang Shao. ”

Lin Qihai exhaled deeply: "He asked me to come over and let you return him a favor." ”

"That's the name of the target. ”

He took out the two words of Ye Fan written by Wang Qiaochu.

"I've been waiting for a thousand years, why haven't the gates been opened? ”

"Uh......h I've been waiting for a thousand years, why don't my beloved ones come back? ”

The old lady still ignored Lin Qihai, and continued to hum a tune and embroider shoes, as if there was nothing more comfortable in this world than these two things.

Lin Qihai opened his mouth to speak again, but finally chose to shut up and wait.

It's just that there is also suspicion in his eyes, is this old lady really the person Wang Shao wants to find by himself? No matter how you look at it, she looks like an old lady with small feet.

Could it be that Wang Shao has been under a lot of pressure recently and has made a mistake in his memory?

"Click-"

At the end of the song, the embroidered shoes were also retracted, and the old lady bit down with her teeth, and the needle and thread broke.

Then, with a flick of her fingers, the embroidery needle flashed.

"Ahh

Behind him, behind a corner mud brick wall, a young man fell out, his eyebrows pierced with embroidery needles.

A life.

This is like a spy of the Cai family staring at him.

Lin Qihai's breath stagnated, shocked that he was being targeted, and even more shocked by the old lady's arrogance.

A whole wall, she can shoot through with an embroidery needle, and she is right in the center of the spout's eyebrows, this is too demonic, right?

is worthy of being a person from Wuyi Lane for a hundred years.

"It's Ye Fan again......"

At this moment, the old lady was taking off her reading glasses and getting up and sighing:

"Can't this unlucky kid settle down a little......

Then, she took a notebook, flipped a few pages, looked at Ye Fan's name that had been registered once, and scratched it with a red pen......