It's still the villa where the golden house hides Jiaojiao, but the atmosphere in the villa hall is very depressing at this time, and even the canary's untimely coquettishness has provoked Zhao Jialang to be furious, crying and running to the second floor to face the wall and think about it.

"Stupid guy!" Zhao Ping'an slapped his palm on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and the purple sand tea set from the hand of the famous artist was shocked and buzzed, "He actually dares to abscond, this idiot! Even if he kills himself, it is better than absconding!" Zhao Ping'an was furious, in his opinion, Tang Linyang threw down a group of messes and absconded, which is the most hateful thing in the world. He didn't believe that Wang Kang Kang really came just for Tang Linyang, a retired local official, and he didn't have time to stand in line when he was in power, but just worked hard to manage one acre and three points of land in the locality, and his retirement attracted the attention of the higher-ups? As the so-called drunkard does not mean to drink, Wang Kang Kang is coming for himself, or some people in the capital are coming for the Zhao family.

Xiang Long stood silently beside the sofa, because he didn't know what to say at this time, his duty was to protect Zhao Ping'an's safety, and to perform those shady tasks. He is the shadow of Zhao Ping'an, and no one likes a shadow who can talk. The shadow only needs to go with it, and it doesn't need to have thoughts. But Xiang Long still felt that what was happening now seemed to be slowly breaking away from Zhao Ping'an's control, and even out of the Zhao family's control. He hasn't seen Zhao Ping'an so out of shape for a long time, it should be said that since Zhao Ping'an was promoted to the governor of a western province, this Zhao Jialang has shown forbearance and city government that are different from ordinary people, so Xiang Long has always felt that his name has been very good, Maybe one day, he can really become Conglong's minister.

Zhao Ping'an's anger was quickly suppressed by reason, and at this point, anger can't solve any problems, all he can do is make amends. It was raining outside, the autumn rain was bleak, and the sound of the rain hit the curtain on the windowsill of the villa, making a rapid thumping sound. He sat down on the sofa, frowning, and groped his chin: "I guess Wang Kang Kang must be sending more people to find Tang Linyang, with your understanding of the old guy, where do you think he will be now?" He seemed to be talking to himself, but Xiang Long beside him knew that he was asking for his opinion.

Without waiting for Xiang Long to speak, Zhao Ping'an muttered to himself: "Tang Linyang is suspicious by nature, and he would rather bear the people of the world than let one person bear his own personality, and the possibility of staying in West Lake to take risks is not there." There is an assistant by his side who has been cultivating for many years and is also a dead man, called Mu Jing, who was selected by Tang Linyang from a group of orphans, and came to be a special soldier, I think Mu Jing should have left with him. I believe that Tang Linyang should have done a lot of preparation work before, and it is impossible for this old fox to really put himself in a desperate situation. He suddenly raised his head and glanced at the dragon, "You have worked hard during this time, you must find Tang Linyang before Wang Kang Kang, the old guy was caught by Wang Kang Kang, the she-wolf, and he definitely can't escape, so at a critical moment, you can act cheaply." ”

Xiang Long nodded, he knew the meaning of the words "act cheaply", and he also knew that he, like Mu Jing, was a mobile killing machine. He looked up at the thumping windowsill,

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