There is an extremely wide valley in a mountain range in the southern part of Huaxia Province, which is very secluded, and because of its remote location, few people usually come here.

At this time, the interior of the valley was a different scene, along the direction of the valley there were tall buildings, and all kinds of strange vehicles were constantly rushing back and forth, but no matter how fast they were, they did not make any sound.

At the very center of the valley there are dozens of villas with unique shapes, standing abruptly there, although a little weird, but it has to be said that their builders are geniuses.

At this time, in the most central villa, Ximen Qingzheng sat respectfully in the seat, carefully looking at the main seat, whose hair and beard were all gray, and his spirit was strong, especially the old man whose eyes made people feel as if they were shining.

The old man seemed to sit in his seat casually, but the momentum released from him made everyone in the room feel extremely depressed! This is the momentum that has been cultivated naturally by those who have been in the position for a long time, and it cannot be disguised.

The old man picked up the teacup of the best ceramics, took a sip of the cup of tea, and squinted his eyes with satisfaction, obviously, this tea made him enjoy it very much.

After drinking the tea, the old man slowly placed the teacup on the table, and then opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the whole room lit up, and the light in his eyes shot out again!

The old man finally spoke, his voice was deep, as confident as a man in his forties, "Qing'er, are you satisfied now?"

When Ximen Qing heard the old man's words, he immediately stood up respectfully, his hands sank to his sides, and said, "Grandpa, Qing'er... Qing'er didn't dare. ”

The old man grinned, and he smiled, "Qing'er, you don't have to care too much about a little person like this. ”

"Grandpa... He... He's different. Ximen Qing thought for a while and then replied.

The head of the Ximen family, that is, Ximen Qing's grandfather, Ximen Wei, looked at his grandson and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with his words

"It's different? I've read his information a long time ago, what's the difference? The leading boss of the city? This kind of character can be pinched to death by our Ximen family as long as we move our fingers! His strength is strong? Isn't there a master in my Ximen family? Hmph, you don't know the strength of the iron guard!"

"Grandpa... I..."Ximenqing wanted to say something, but the young man next to him, who looked seven points similar to Ximenwei, coughed and reminded in a low voice

"Qing'er, sit down!"

"Father..."

"Sit down!"

"It's okay, let Qing'er say that sooner or later he will inherit the family business of the Simon family, how can it be done if he is not allowed to speak?"

Ximen Wei spoke, and Ximen Qing's father, Ximen Fengtian, immediately nodded yes, and then sat there respectfully listening to what Ximen Qing said.

"Grandpa, isn't it a little bad for us to do this... I'm afraid if Xue'er finds out..."

"Hmph!" Ximen Wei snorted coldly, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by a few degrees, he looked down at his grandson, and then said coldly, "Qing'er, have you forgotten what I taught you?!"

"Qing'er doesn't dare to forget!" Ximen Qing saw that his grandfather was angry, and immediately bowed down.

"Don't dare to forget? I dare not forget! Let me ask you, as the head of the Simon family, what is the most taboo?"

"When the interruption continues, the love of the children grows, and the kindness of the woman!"

"Okay! Let me ask you again, how should the Simons treat their enemies?"

"Kill! Chickens and dogs are not left!" When it came to killing words, Ximen Qing's murderous aura suddenly released, and his face was hideous, just like the demon king.

Seeing Ximenqing's powerful murderous aura, the light in Ximenwei's eyes flashed again, obviously very satisfied with his performance, and his tone eased before he said

"Okay, let me ask you, that little one named Gao Yi is the enemy of my Simon family?"

"Well... At last. ”

"Yes or no?!"

"Yes!"

"Well, since you are the enemy of the Simon family, why can't you bear to be a killer? But the second woman? But when the interruption continues? Let me ask you again, you care so much about that Xue'er girl, and even affect the interests of the Simon family, but you keep interrupting?!"

After Ximenwei finished speaking, Ximenqing's back was already soaked with sweat. Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his head was getting lower and lower.

"Raise your head and answer me!"

Qing'er knew that she was wrong. ”

"It's good to know that you are wrong, you must know that you are not the only one who can inherit this family business in the Simon family! Don't say that grandpa doesn't spoil you anymore!" A cold light flashed in Ximenwei's eyes, and Ximenqing was so frightened that he took five steps back before he could barely stand firm.

"Father, Qing'er is not sensible, you are angry! I will definitely teach this unfilial piety a good lesson when I go back!" Ximen Fengtian also stood up with a sweat on his head and cautiously begged for mercy.

"Hmph! You sit down! This grandson wants me to teach you a lesson, which is your turn? You don't want to let you inherit this business, and now you have to teach Qing'er a lesson?!" Ximen Wei glared at Ximen Fengtian angrily, so frightened that he shrunk his neck and sat down honestly in his seat.

"Qing'er, it's good to know that you're wrong, sit down. ”

Seeing that his grandfather was no longer angry, Ximenqing breathed a sigh of relief and sat down. Ximenwei took another sip of tea before continuing

"Qing'er, the black crocodile mercenary team will be handed over to you in the future. With this squad, you won't have to be tied down for what you do in the future.

Hearing this, Ximen Qing and Ximen Fengtian, who was sitting next to him, were all stunned, and they gasped for breath and didn't speak for a long time.

"What?

Ximen Qing immediately jumped up and said excitedly, "Yes, grandpa, Qing'er will live up to grandpa's cultivation." ”

"Okay, keep these words for others to say, Qing'er, the second team of black crocodiles should be back? ”

"Yes, grandpa!" Ximenqing immediately walked out, sitting on a strangely shaped butterfly-like vehicle, heading towards a building. Arriving at the entrance of the building, the guards checked his pupil fingerprints before letting him go.

Hurried all the way to the top floor, where there were only a few rooms, Ximenqing walked into a room and faced the people who were busy inside

"How's the situation now? Haven't the Black Crocodile II team come back yet?"

When the young man in charge saw that it was Ximen Qing coming in, he immediately ran over respectfully and replied, "Back to the young master, there was news from the command just now that the second team of black crocodiles has been disabled..."

Ximen Qing thought he was joking, and just wanted to make fun of this principal, but he saw the cold sweat on his forehead and his pale face. His heart sank, and he immediately said coldly

"The second team of black crocodiles is left, how many are left?"

"Young master, only Black Crocodile Seven was rescued with a broken arm..."

Ximenqing's whole body trembled, his face was full of incredulity, and after a while, he said, "I know, keep in touch with the command headquarters, and send the information over at any time!" ”

"Yes, young master. Seeing that the young master didn't embarrass himself, the master couldn't help wiping a cold sweat.