Since Yanshi's trip, Wancheng's psychological state has been a little distorted.

The feeling of being knocked from heaven to hell gave him nightmares all night long.

After waking up, he was even more desperate to break Su Rui's body into pieces.

As for Marriott, Wan Cheng wanted to kill him a long time ago, and at this time, Wan Cheng's desire in his heart became even stronger.

And this sudden incident made Wancheng see a glimmer of possibility.

If the operation is good enough, it may be able to kill Su Rui and Marriott with one blow!

"You go and send someone to check, if there is a clue...... Let's just get things done. Wan Cheng squinted at the fat middle-aged man and said calmly: "Remember, you must have sufficient certainty before you do it." ”

"Yes!" the fat middle-aged man nodded, grinning.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Wan Cheng's mouth.

Wanjia has been in Kyoto for many years, and its strength has been verified countless times.

And Wancheng, as the first heir of the Wan family, has great power in his hands.

Just four hours after he decided to investigate the matter, he got some clues.

However, before he could dig deeper along these clues, he received a call from his father.

Let him go to the old mansion of ten thousand homes immediately.

......

"Lao Yao, what do you mean by my dad calling me to the old house today?" Wan Cheng squinted, sat in the back seat of the car, and asked softly at the driver.

Wancheng's driver has been in Wanjia for nearly 30 years, and he also serves as a driver and bodyguard, and is no longer a simple subordinate, but a henchman belonging to Wancheng.

So there are many things, and Wancheng doesn't hide it from the other party.

"I think it may be that the eldest birthday of the head of the family is approaching, do you want the eldest prince to go to the old mansion to prepare for the birthday affairs?" The driver Lao Yao smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "The head of the family is relying on you more and more, it seems that I will soon no longer need to call you the eldest son, but change my name to the future master of the family." ”

Wan Cheng pursed his lips when he heard this: "Old Yao, why are you starting to pat yourself now?"

"Huh...... This is something that everyone can see, and it is not a compliment. Lao Yao said.

"Forget it......" Wan Cheng sighed, and a cold light emanated from his eyes: "If my father really wants me to be the heir, then why call Marriott back from Tongzhou?"

"......" Lao Yao was silent.

"Maybe the head of the family just wants to put a little pressure on you?" Lao Yao thought for a while and said again: "Even if the second son wants to fight, how can he be your opponent if he has been in the field for so long?"

Judging from the superficial strength, Marriott and Wancheng are indeed not half a point.

But......

Wan Cheng remembered Su Rui's face that made people want to tear apart.

He stopped talking, but closed his eyes.

Seeing that Wancheng stopped talking, Lao Yao immediately knew that he had lost the desire to talk, and he was very knowledgeable and did not continue to talk more.

Soon.

The vehicle was parked in front of the old house of Wanjia.

It is an ancient building that resembles an ancestral hall, and it is also the former residence of generations of ancestors of Wan Wan, although the Wan family at this time lived in a magnificent luxury villa, but this place is still an extremely important place.

Ancestor worship, birthdays, family meetings.

During the New Year's holidays, the core members of the Wanjia family will gather here.

Wan Cheng tidied up his suit and walked towards the old mansion.

Lao Yao stood at the door of the old mansion.

He is not qualified to follow Wancheng in.

And after entering the old mansion of Wanjia, he no longer needs to worry about Wancheng's safety.

If someone can hurt Wan Cheng in the old mansion of Wan Jia, then apart from himself, there is only the old master of Wan Jia.

Walking into the old mansion of Wanjia, two young men wearing black and white suits walked over.

Wan Cheng recognized it as his father's bodyguard.

"The head of the family is in the ancestral hall, let you go and see him. The two bodyguards had cold expressions, and even in the face of the future heir of the Wan family, they still did not have half of their flattery and enthusiasm.

There was not even a hint of respectful salutation in the words.

It's as if these two are machine-cast insensitive people.

Wan Cheng nodded, he knew very well the character and ability of these two bodyguards, and he didn't feel any insults immediately.

He walked slowly through the antique corridors to the deepest part of the old mansion.

It was a low, wooden building.

Although it is not big and not gorgeous enough, it is the most respectable place for Wanjia.

Wanjia ancestral hall.

It enshrines the ancestors of thousands of families.

Walking here, Wan Cheng felt that he was also starting to get nervous, he took a breath, deliberately lowered his breathing, and walked over slowly.

A middle-aged man of about fifty years old was standing in the ancestral hall, and incense was offered in front of the spiritual seats.

Wan Cheng walked over and didn't speak, but very obediently picked up the white incense next to him and lit it, obediently followed behind the middle-aged man, and when he went to the next spiritual position to incense, he handed it over in his hand.

At this moment, there is only one person who can worship the ancestors of ten thousand families in the ancestral hall.

That is the contemporary head of the Wan family, Wan Ruiliang.

He was tall and bright-eyed, and although he was nearly sixty years old, he was extremely well maintained, and there was not a single gray hair on his head.

The face is full, with a long-standing non-angry self-authority, and the big back and head are shiny.

At first glance, it looks very much like a famous Hong Kong actor Wan Ziliang.

has the demeanor of a big brother.

When Wan Ruiliang's name is mentioned in Kyoto, not many people may know it, because most of the people who know this name have become the top part of the industry, and some have turned into the dust of history and are forever buried underground.

In Kyoto today, only some of the old bigwigs know what the name represents.

And most people, even the leader of Wanjia, don't know who he is.

That's the more powerful, the more low-key.

Although Wan Cheng was like a person in charge of everything outside, in front of his father, his posture was like a primary school student who had not yet graduated, and he respectfully followed Wan Ruiliang's ass.

Fifteen minutes later.

Wan Ruiliang inserted the last stick of incense into the incense burner to complete the worship.

The father and son walked out of the ancestral hall dedicated to the spiritual seat together, and as soon as they went out, someone handed them wet towels.

Wan Ruiliang took the towel and wiped the incense ash on his hands, and while wiping it, he said, "Take people out." ”

Wan Cheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, the two bodyguards, one black and one white, walked out with a figure and threw him straight in front of the two of them.

It's the fat middle-aged man under Wan Cheng!

Wan Cheng was stunned.

"You asked him to investigate the shooting at the entrance of your military court, is it related to your brother?" Wan Ruiliang turned his head and asked calmly looking at Wan Cheng.

Wan Cheng nodded stubbornly.

He didn't understand what Wan Ruiliang meant.

Why did he arrest his people?

Don't...... That has nothing to do with Marriott?

Or, is it Wan Ruiliang's eccentric Marriott?