At the foot of Yanshan Mountain in Beijing, the first snow of the year fell.

The temperature in the mountains is already lower than in the city, and now that the first fresh snow has fallen, the wind is like a sharp knife scraping bones.

The tricolor forest at the top of the racecourse mountain turned white overnight.

White is relatively domineering, and if the residual snow hangs on the treetops, the true color of the tree will be ignored.

In this mountain forest, it is not only these trees that have turned white, but also an old man.

Although he is almost old, his hair is gray, and his back is hunched, he is still standing outside the gate of the racecourse at the moment, still like a giant.

Half an hour ago, a guest suddenly came, and the strange thing was that this guest did not come to find Cao Yusheng, the owner of the racecourse, but to invite him Fan Ping'an.

After retiring from the rivers and lakes for fifteen years, half of it is now buried in the loess, but there is a new deal, which makes Fan Ping'an a little surprised.

He put down the teapot in his hand, personally sent the guests out of the mountain gate, and then inside the mountain gate, he played a set of arm punches.

One move, one style, is still the same as fifteen years ago.

The air was shaken by the wind of his fist, like a horse's whip drawn in a valley, and it spread far and wide.

After a set of punches, Fan Ping'an exhaled a long breath, as if a white arrow was shot out of his mouth, more than three feet aggressive, and then slowly dissipated.

"Old Fan, I haven't done it for fifteen years, and I can't imagine that your kung fu is getting more and more sophisticated. ”

Outside the mountain gate, a short and fat middle-aged man wearing a long black coat and a sea dragon hat was climbing the steps in the mountain road.

The sea dragon hat is real and fake, it is really made from the fur of the Siberian fur seal, this animal is now extinct, and every one that exists is a treasure. The fake sea dragon hat is made of beaver fur, and the two look similar, but the price difference is 10,000 times.

The top on the head of the middle-aged fat man is naturally true, because his name is Cao Yusheng.

Even Cao Yusheng himself didn't know how rich he was, anyway, when his family fortune exceeded one billion ten years ago, he never counted it again.

At this moment, Cao Yusheng climbed the mountain gate, took a few breaths, and then said to Fan Ping'an beside him: "Fan Lao, fifteen years ago, you reached the peak of your kung fu with a foreign family, and now you look at this sign, you are turning from the outside to the inside, right?"

"The head of the house has good eyesight. Fan Ping'an smiled slightly, and then a little regret appeared on his face, "It's a pity that when I met Lin Leshan back then, I didn't have the current heat, otherwise I wouldn't have shamed the old master." ”

"Fan Lao doesn't have to mind, you've already done a good job. When Cao Yusheng heard this, his face suddenly felt a little emotional, and he recalled, "Fifteen years ago, our family was a branch of the Cao family, and if we wanted to take the main line of the Cao family and replace it, there would naturally be some resistance within the hunting gate. Back then, you fought for my father against Lin Leshan, the leader of the hunting gate, and you were undefeated in ten moves, so that Lin Leshan recognized the strength of our Cao family, which is why I have the position of the sixth leader today. ”

"Thanks to the old master's refusal to give up, I, a fugitive, have been living in the Cao family for more than 20 years, and this is what I should do. Fan Ping'an said.

Cao Yusheng looked at the old man's expression, faintly understood something in his heart, and asked, "Has Lin Shuo been here?"

"I've been here. Fan Ping'an nodded slightly, with a look of admiration in his eyes, "Good boy, you can recognize me at a glance, and standing in front of me casually is in a very high state of imminent battle." I tried him three times, and he stopped me. Unexpectedly, he was young, and compared to Lin Leshan fifteen years ago, he was faintly higher. ”

"The leader of the six leaders of the hunting gate, he is now the first. Cao Yusheng said lightly, "Naturally, it's not a wasted name." ”

"Master, I want to go to the northwest. Fan Ping'an said suddenly.

"When I went up the mountain just now, I met a young man, who was very polite to me, but I still found out the origin in a few words, he is the Nie family. Cao Yusheng seemed to have expected him to say this, and said calmly: "Old Fan, are you going to go back to your old business?"

"Yes. ”

"The target is Lin Shuo?"

"That's right. ”

"It's too much of a toss-up. Cao Yusheng shook his head, "I knew this was the case, when he came before, you could do it." ”

"That's different. Fan Ping'an said, "When he came, I was the concierge of the Cao family, and there was no reason to hurt the guests." Now that he is gone, I am the killer who took over the sale, so naturally I can't let him go. ”

"Not bad. Cao Yusheng bowed slightly, "One yard is one yard, Fan Lao is very clear." ”

"The head of the house. Fan Ping'an took a deep breath and said, "Fan was rescued by the old family master back then, and Chen Nuo guarded the Cao family for 20 years, and now the deadline has expired. I went down the mountain this time, and I asked the head of the family not to mind, I am a boxer after all, and I can't die in the gatehouse. ”

"Good. Cao Yusheng looked up at the old man who was a head taller than him even if he was hunched over, and confirmed, "Old Fan, whether this thing is successful or not, I will never see you again." ”

"Yes. ”

"Then I'll send you. ”

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After sending Fan Ping'an down the mountain, Cao Yusheng returned to his study.

Closing the door of his study, the head of the hunting door with a sinking face smashed a vase hard.

This is the best in the Yuan blue and white flowers, and it is priceless in the market.

After smashing the vase, Cao Yusheng sat in front of his bookcase, his hands trembling with anger.

He sat for a moment with a grim face before he let out a long breath and looked at the phone on his desk.

The reason why he was angry was because those people had already stretched out their hands to the foot of Yan Mountain, and he, the master of the Cao family, realized it later.

With Cao Yusheng's wisdom, he naturally knew that Fan Ping'an would suddenly take this deal and target Lin Shuo, which was definitely not a coincidence.

This is a warning.

This warning translates to "I know you're checking on me, don't be overbearing." Since I can move your concierge this time, I can move your cook next time. Your life has always been in my hands. ”

He has been with hands and eyes for the rest of his life, when has he ever been so provoked?

But at this time, Cao Yusheng had to suppress his anger.

After the Kunlun Mountain incident six years ago, Cao Yusheng knew that this opponent was very strong.

His strength lies in the fact that he not only holds the information of everyone in the Hunter Gate, but is also in the shadows.

Cao Yusheng once suspected that this person was Miao Guangqi, but his trip to the United States dispelled his doubts.

Miao Guangqi has no problem.

This made him feel a little relieved, but at the same time, it also made him worried.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and I am controlled everywhere.

At this time, Cao Yusheng had to protect himself first, so just like he refused Lin Leshan's invitation six years ago, he refused Lin Shuo's visit.

But he, one of the six leaders of the hunting gate, has been restrained to this point, but he was still slapped in the face by the other party.

Fan Ping'an, this old man of the Cao family, who can almost be said to have watched him grow up with Cao Yu, is also the Cao family's most powerful force guarantee at present, and he just left.

Right now, whether it is for him Cao Yusheng, or for Lin Shuo in the northwest, or even for the entire domestic hunting gate, the situation is more passive.

It's almost a dead end.

Cao Yusheng looked at the phone in his study and hesitated to inform Lin Shuo.

His hand toward the phone stopped in mid-air, struggled inwardly, and finally hung limply.

As it stands, there is no way to inform you.

The concierge has been taken away, can the phone in the study be called without any scruples?

At the moment, any of your actions are under the monitoring of the other party, right?

Thinking of this, Cao Yusheng smiled bitterly and picked up another Yuan Qinghua on the bookcase, and smashed it on the ground with a "bang".