Half an hour later, the off-road vehicle arrived at Shuanghe Airport, which borders Donghai City and Qingyun City.

A group of people got out of the car.

Zhong Weiyang went to find a parking space, and Li Ruolan said to Nianchen: "I'll go get the ticket!"

Nian Chen nodded.

These things, if you don't have this group of capable people, you really won't get it, what online payment, shopping and ticket booking, I've never played.

Greeted the two apprentices, Xiuyun and Long Mengma Long, and sat in the rest area and waited.

At this time, the phone rang.

Nian Chen answered the phone: "Lian Daoyou ......"

On the other end of the phone, Lian Songwen seemed to realize what Nian wanted to check and what it meant, and his tone became very serious.

"Nian Daoyou, the key person you asked me to check, Yang Xing has been dead for many years, and he and his fiancée have a child......

Nian Chen interrupted directly: "Needless to say these things, you can directly tell me where the woman named Zhong Xiulan is now and how is she doing?"

Lian Songwen was silent for two seconds before he slowly spoke:

"She is having a bad time, the company she just worked hard has collapsed, and she has been set up, and now she owes more than 8 million loan sharks!"

"Grass mud horse, what did you say?"

Nian Chen jumped up directly from his seat, his face murderous.

"Oh, I'm not scolding you......"

Nianchen realized that there was a misunderstanding in his words and hurriedly explained.

"I know, you don't have to explain!"

"If you're going to Kyoto, you'll have to hurry up!"

Nian Chen took a few deep breaths and forcibly stabilized his emotions: "Who is secretly designing Zhong Xiulan?"

Lian Songwen: "According to a few of my friends, this should be the Yang family's doing, they don't want to see the woman who was rejected by them rise, they feel that this is a slap in the face!"

"My mother...... Where is Zhong Xiulan now, tell me the specific location!"

Nianchen's voice already has an irrepressible murderous aura.

Lian Songwen: "The shanty town of Kyoto Nancheng, where it is the only poor neighborhood, is mixed, and the bell ...... The lady rented at 28 Riverside Road!"

Even Songwen understood Nianchen's mood at this time, and his speech became concise and clear.

"I see!"

Before the voice fell, Nian Chen had already hung up the phone.

Rumble!

The steel structure roof of the rest area collapsed with a kick from Nianchen!

"Kyoto Yang family, Lao Tzu is going to destroy you!"

A roar.

contains more than ten years of depression, as well as the boundless anger that heard about his mother's suffering.

has not left Donghai City yet, but in Nianchen's heart, he already regards the Yang family as an enemy that must be leveled, and it is an enemy of life and death.

Even if he was originally surnamed Yang, his name was Yang Tan.

But this name has long been erased from the bottom of my heart by Nianchen!

He is Nianchen, the apprentice and son of Master Nianpojun.

is also Zhong Xiulan's son.

Li Delu's grandson.

In addition, there are no blood relatives in the world!

"Nianchen, don't be like this, this is the airport, it's the world of ordinary people!"

The gentle words of his wife Xiuyun calmed down the anger in Nianchen's heart a little.

"Sister, don't worry, I'm fine!"

When Nian Chen comforted his wife, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Although they didn't meet, from the moment they heard from the Master's mouth, the moment their mother knelt on the street in order to find herself, deep down in her heart, she had already embraced the vague figure in her dreams countless times, the biological mother who had fed her with milk for five years.

And now, his mother is suffering......

Nian Chen felt a stinging pain in his chest, as if he was being continuously inherited by countless steel blades.

And in the depths of the soul, there is endless sadness......

Mother - the greatest term in this world.

Even if corpses are everywhere, the sky falls, and the world is destroyed...... There are no profane nouns.

Even in his own mind, this term just overlapped with a vague figure that didn't even have a face.

However, she is inviolable and profane.

If there is, you can only step over your own corpse!

Nianchen's face was full of murder, but tears were pouring out like a spring, and he fell into his wife's arms and cried bitterly......

This scene, after Ma Long and Long Meng were shocked and lost their minds, they were also infected with the boundless grief and indignation in the master's heart.

For the first time, they saw their master crying bitterly.

This steel-cast iron-cast man, idol......

The first time it seemed so helpless.

And this helplessness is because of the distance of thousands of miles, which blocks the Master's footsteps from wanting to appear in front of that great woman.

At this time, a group of airport security guards were alarmed by the roar of the collapse of the roof, and rushed over with wolf thorns and rubber sticks in their hands.

Long Meng and Ma Long glanced at each other, their fierce colors flashed, and they walked directly and quickly to meet them.

Now, no one is allowed to disturb Master......

The head of the security guard, who was the leader, pointed at it with a wolf thorn in his hand.

However, before he could speak, the two figures were already rushing towards him like Mount Tai pressing down, and the fist shadows flew over, and the legs were windy......

Cracking sound.

Seven or eight security guards were thrown to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Today's Long Meng and Ma Long, because of the assistance of aura, not only have they cultivated to the third level of qi training, but the body of a hundred birds and breathing and breathing have made the already vigorous skills even more terrifying.

Not to mention seven or eight people, even if hundreds of strong men appear with sharp blades, they can only become "victims".

In the distance, several places kept rushing towards them with crowds.

In addition to security guards, there are also airport police officers who are on duty at the airport.

There were at least fifty or sixty people gathered from several places.

Seeing that a fire fight is about to be staged......

At this time, Zhong Weiyang, who had already parked the car, also hurried over.

The girl rushed directly to the security guards and police officers who were used for it, took out a small bronzing book from her pocket, and opened it with one hand.

"What are you doing, you want to rebel?"

When seven or eight policemen saw this little book, they all had puzzled expressions on their faces.

However, when almost all the security guards saw the small book, the fierce expressions on their faces instantly froze.

The two tall security guards walked out and stared at the small notebook carefully, apparently in confirmation.

"Girl, you...... Who are you?"

"Why is there a golden warrant from my Flying Eagle Group?"

One of the tall security guards asked weakly.

Zhong Weiyang snorted: "Do you think you are qualified to know?"

The two security chiefs looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, it's ...... We're presumptuous!"

"Don't talk nonsense, what are you trying to do?"

Zhong Weiyang asked sharply.

The security guard who had just spoken pointed to the roof of the collapsed rest area: "Someone is making trouble, so ......"

Zhong Weiyang glared: "Troublemaker? That is the senior supervisor of the Flying Eagle Group? Do you think a person of his status will be boring and make trouble?"

"No, no, no, no......"

The two security chiefs broke out in a cold sweat.

And the other security guards were even more in awe.