Chapter 1: The Return of the God of War
Tenno Airport in Tokai City.
The largest airport in Jiangnan Province is bustling with people every day.
But today, it's unusually quiet.
Only airport staff can be seen passing by occasionally.
Ling Yufeng got off the plane and looked around, frowning slightly.
At this moment, a buzzing roar sounded in the sky.
Looking up, several helicopters appeared in mid-air, and several large banners fell from the helicopters.
"Warmly welcome the young master to arrive safely!"
Subsequently, on the runway of the airport, two rows of BMW cars appeared, totaling sixty cars, and their aura exploded.
The convoy arrived and slowly stopped.
In the row of vehicles on Ling Yufeng's right, all of them were strong men in suits and leather shoes, all of whom were strong.
The row of vehicles on Ling Yufeng's left hand side were all fresh and refined women, all of them beautiful and moving.
Walking in the front was a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper, who came to Ling Yufeng respectfully, bowed, and said, "Young Master, you're back." ”
Those behind him shouted at the same time: "Young Master!"
Ling Yufeng's face sank, staring at the housekeeper in front of him, his gaze like a torch.
The entire airport is directly closed, which is typical of the Ling family's style of doing things.
"Uncle San, this way of welcoming is very shocking. ”
After speaking, the corners of Ling Yufeng's mouth raised, but his tone was still cold.
"This ......," the third uncle of the housekeeper broke down in a cold sweat, "the young master is angry, the old slave's fault, please forgive the young master." ”
"If you don't have hope, how can you forgive?"
Cold sweat continued to ooze from the third uncle's forehead, and he remembered that he hadn't said anything serious yet, so he hurriedly said: "Young master, the old man misses you very much, so he sent the old slave to pick up the young master." ”
"Do you miss me, do you miss who I am now?" Ling Yufeng suddenly snapped his fingers, lit a small flame, took out a cigarette with his other hand, lit it, and took a puff.
"Young master, your younger brother is in prison, your father is seriously ill again, and now the Ling family is in turmoil, and the young master needs to stabilize the situation. The third uncle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sneered.
"And the old man has realized the mistake of the year, this is not to let the old slave personally pick up the young master. Young Master, now that all forces are eyeing the Ling family, once the Ling family falls, those small people will definitely be hungry wolves to take the Ling family's place. ”
Speaking of this, the third uncle knelt down directly.
"Young Master, please go back with me, can you really bear to see the Ling Family Mansion collapse?" The third uncle was already in tears at this time, kowtowed three times, and looked up at Ling Yufeng, his eyes were full of red silk.
"Shut up!" Ling Yufeng shouted violently, and a powerful momentum emanated from his body, spreading out.
When everyone heard this endless sound wave, they only felt a pain in their eardrums and trembled.
"When you use me, when I'm a treasure, when you don't need me, when you're a dog, do you really think I'm so easy to deal with?" Ling Yufeng said coldly.
"Back then, he listened to the vixen's slander and drove me out of the Ling family, and from that time on, I was no longer the eldest young master of the Ling family. ”
Ling Yufeng took another puff of cigarette, squinted at the third uncle, and said, "If you want me to go back, it's okay, the conditions are very simple, I want the head of that fox spirit!"
Eight years ago, Ling Yufeng, as the young master of the Ling family, lived a carefree life, but since that fox spirit Su Xiaodemon came, he also brought an illegitimate child, and Ling Yufeng's life has changed drastically.
Su Xiaoyou is very good at flattery and coaxing people to be happy, Ling's father loves her very much, Ling's mother can't look past it, and wants to persuade her, but she is beaten into the cold palace, and in less than a year, Ling's mother died of depression.
After another half a year, Father Ling listened to Su Xiaoyou's slander, straightened the boy brought by Su Xiaoyou, and became the young master of the Ling family.
Not long after, Su Xiaoyou slandered again, proposing to let Ling Yufeng join the Su family, but Ling's father did not refuse and agreed to Su Xiaoyou.
No one could have imagined that after just three months of marriage, Ling Yufeng suddenly disappeared, and it was said that he was robbed by someone, whether he was alive or dead, it was still unknown.
Now that Ling Yufeng has finally returned, he has become a terrifying god of war, turning his hands into clouds and rain, the city lord of Lingxiao City!
Ling Yufeng narrowed his eyes, and a murderous aura shot out.
"Young master, the master said, as long as you come back, the glory and wealth are all yours, wealth, women have everything, today there are twenty beauties with the old slave, the young master can pick at will, if you don't like it, change it at any time!"
After speaking, he pointed to the beauties behind him.
Ling Yufeng is no longer the person he was back then, and these rouge vulgar fans will not be taken into account at all.
"Presumptuous!"
The sound was as loud as a loud sound, piercing into the heart of the third uncle, and he was shocked. The third uncle can also be regarded as a master of the Ling family, but at this time, he was in a cold sweat.
The people behind him were pale and trembling!
"Now that the words are said, what to do, you can do it. ”
Ling Yufeng turned around in a dashing manner and walked away.
After a long time, the third uncle slowly raised his head.
Looking at the direction in which Ling Yufeng left, the third uncle let out a long sigh: "I have long heard that the position of the city lord of Ling Xiao City is caused by the blood of countless people, and I still suspect that now it seems that it is not true. ”
"Uncle San, what should I do next?" one of his subordinates hurriedly stepped forward to help Uncle San up and asked.
"I had no choice but to attack her. The third uncle said with a bitter face.
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Su family.
The old man is 70 years old.
Relatives gathered.
There was also an important guest at the scene, Yang Liwu, the eldest son of the Yang Group, who was going to announce that he would marry Su Daji to Yang Liwu on his 70th birthday.
Su Daji stood in the corner, her face angry, her beautiful eyes mixed with dissatisfaction and resentment.
Su Da is already married, but the old man is very tough, and he insists that she remarry and marry Yang Liwu.
Yang Liwu is a young man, and everyone in Donghai City knows it.
In particular, his character is extremely inferior, once because he forced a girl, he was cut on the cheek by a girl who resisted vigorously, and a scar was left on the left side of his face.
Such a person, even if Su Daji is widowed for the rest of his life, he will not marry him.
Su Daji held her mother Li Wenshu's hand tightly, trembling with anger.
"Daji, don't worry, I won't let you marry him. Li Wenshu said.
Having said that, her tone was bitter.
She knew very well in her heart that she was just the daughter-in-law of the Su family, and she didn't have much say at all.
Although she was not very satisfied with Ling Yufeng's son-in-law, compared to Yang Liwu, Ling Yufeng could dump him for several streets.
"Mom, even if I die, I won't marry Yang Liwu!" Su Daji's tone was firm, and he regarded death as home.
Li Wenshu looked at Su Daji, with tears in her eyes, and felt distressed.
Glancing at the husband beside him again, he lowered his head, didn't say a word, and let out a long sigh.
Her husband has always been known for his weakness in the Su family, how can he still be counted on at this time?
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