He Ju couldn't understand that as far as he knew, even after Heshan became the head of the family, he almost never interacted with the Rong family.

But why did Heshan go to visit the Rong family at this time?

Could it be that this matter will also have something to do with Qin Lang?

"You probably don't remember, the Rong family once owed our He family a favor, and promised to allow our He family to make a request, as long as the request is reasonable, their Rong family will do their best?"

Heshan said suddenly.

A dusty memory in Heju's mind that had been sealed for a long time was only opened.

"yes, that was seven years ago. ”

Heju understood, "Family Master, do you mean to use this favor this time and let the Rong family help us get rid of Qin Lang?"

"Yes. He Shan nodded.

This was the fastest way he could think of to deal with Qin Lang now.

"But," Heju looked a little hesitant, "this favor is not easy to come by, and the head of the Taishang family told him to wait for the right time to use this favor." ”

The meaning of the advice of the head of the Taishang family, He Guang, is very clear, let this favor be kept first, and when the He family is in great need, then let the Rong family help complete a certain thing, which is tantamount to being extremely beneficial to the He family.

In the past seven years, the development of the He family has been smooth, and they have never thought of using this favor, so that now except for a very few people in the He family, the rest of the people don't remember it.

However, now in order to kill a Qin Lang, he has to use this favor, and it is on the premise of not notifying the Taishang family master, so He Ju is a little hesitant.

"It's a very high time. He Shan said coldly, not liking the hesitation that He Ju showed in front of him.

He is the head of the house, and he has the power to decide what to use this favor.

"Yes. He Ju didn't dare to interject anymore.

"Our He family has been hit hard now, and the strength of the martial artist has decreased sharply, if we can't get rid of Qin Lang, when Qin Lang finds an opportunity, I am afraid that your life and my life will be taken by him. ”

Heshan said.

Now that he has gunmen around him to provide protection, Qin Lang didn't rush to ask for the crime, but he can't let the gunmen follow him for the rest of his life, if Qin Lang doesn't die, then it will be him who dies.

Heju had a cold war. Even he will be killed by Qin Lang?

Thinking that he was indeed helping Heshan do things, and even the plan to hire a killer was carried out by himself, it was estimated that Qin Lang would indeed regard him as Heshan's accomplice, and would not simply let him go.

Thinking of this, Heju faintly regretted it.

But it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he was already standing on the side of the river and mountain, so he had to go down hard.

I only hope that this time, the Rong family can help and get rid of Qin Lang.

"What the head of the family said is, then I will arrange it immediately, so that the head of the family can meet with the people of the Rong family. Heju said respectfully.

"I believe that the Rong family must still remember that this favor has not been returned, we proposed to let Rong Zhengrong of the Rong family snipe Qin Lang, there is no conflict between the interests of the Rong family, and the Rong family will definitely not refuse. ”

When He Shan said this, his eyes finally regained a little brightness, if this plan was implemented, Qin Lang would probably still be sniped to death.

"Rong Zhengrong?"

Ha Ju opened his mouth wide and was surprised.

He didn't expect that Heshan used the way of favor, which was to let Rong Zhengrong kill Qin Lang.

"How's that going, this plan?" asked Hayama.

This time, Heju didn't hesitate, and said directly: "This plan is too good!"

Yes, it is undoubtedly much simpler and faster than asking the Rong family to provide a warrior and help the He family get rid of Qin Lang, and directly let Rong Zhengrong carry a gun to kill Qin Lang!

……

"Little sister, why are you still sitting in this simulated cockpit, didn't the doctor tell you, a waist sprain like yours has to recuperate, you are still sitting, how much pressure does this have to add to the injured waist!"

In Rong's house, Rong Zhengrong found his sister Rong Baoting who was sitting in the simulated racing cabin, seeing that Rong Baoting was so disobedient, when his brother's Rong Zhengrong showed concern on his face, he reached out and grabbed Rong Baoting's arm, wanting to pull Rong Baoting out.

The action is a little rude, but it also fits Rong Zhengrong's personality.

Rong Zhengrong, twenty-six years old this year, a few years older than his sister Rong Baoting, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a talent, very strong physique, Rong Zhengrong exercised in the army in the early years, and after retiring from the army, he became a mercenary alone, and became a mercenary in some war-torn countries, after several years of blood and sweat, now Rong Zhengrong is already a full-time sniper of their well-known mercenary team.

Although because of his father Rong Lian's order, he kept a low profile, his name was not known to many people in the mercenary world, and he did not enter the list of world killers, but in terms of sniper strength, he is not much better than the sniper elite in the army, and his sniper skills are very powerful.

"Brother, don't drag me! I'll practice for a while. ”

Rong Baoting knew that her brother loved her very much, but she was annoyed and really didn't want to get out of the racing cabin.

The cabin is exactly like the interior of the actual car, although it does not move after starting, it is connected to a computer, and the car can be controlled by sitting in it, and the car can simulate the racing process on the computer screen, and the real course is almost the same as a real car.

As a professional racing driver, Rong Baoting dreams of going out of the provincial capital, playing national competitions, and even appearing on the world racing field.

The racing cabin is a place where Rong Baoting often stays.

"What kind of practice, if you keep practicing, don't think about your back injury. ”

Rong Zhengrong couldn't help but say, but still dragged his sister Rong Baoting out of the racing cabin.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Rong Baoting complained.

"You, you!" Rong Zhengrong looked like he was eager to knock Rong Baoting, "These few days to recuperate, don't practice anymore, even if it's a simulation exercise, you can sit here, your body is bent, and your energy needs to be highly concentrated, can your sprained waist withstand it?"

When Rong Baoting was exercising in the gym yesterday, probably because the warm-up exercise was not enough, she accidentally twisted her waist when doing thrust exercises, and she went to the hospital to diagnose it and learned that it had caused an acute lumbar sprain.

The doctor prescribed the western medicine ibuprofen for treatment, but it was also made clear that although a lumbar sprain like this is not a serious illness, the most important thing to recover is to recuperate.

But today, Rong Baoting couldn't sit still, and she came here to engage in simulated racing, didn't it make her waist worse?

"These days of peace of mind and recuperation, practicing cars, these days stop and no one will die. ”

Rong Zhengrong saw that Rong Baoting was still thinking about entering the racing cabin, and said.

As a big man, he usually doesn't talk much, and only in the face of his beloved sister, he cares so much.

However, Rong Baoting rolled her eyes directly at her brother Rong Zhengrong and said, "It's really going to die!"

"Ouch, you dead girl, you want to be with your brother, don't you?"

Rong Zhengrong was angry.

He had been resting at home for more than ten days since he had returned from Africa, and although he missed the feeling of touching the barrel of the gun, his heart was on fire, and he wanted to rush back immediately to join the brothers in the team, but he endured it.

But my sister Rong Baoting is good, if she doesn't practice racing for a few days, she shouts that she will die, don't you practice, she will really die?

"It's going to be tomorrow afternoon and I don't want to miss the tryouts. Rong Baoting didn't go to fight with Rong Zhengrong, her love was low, which was very different from the usual hot and unrestrained racing girl.

"It turned out to be because of this. Rong Zhengrong said in his heart, secretly scolding himself for being too slow to react.

"Little sister, it's not my brother who hits you, you can only walk with your waist with a sprained waist now, and your body can't control it at all, even if you sit in the car tomorrow, you will feel hard to control the car, and it will be even more difficult to win. ”

Rong Zhengrong thought about it, but still told the truth.

Rong Baoting pouted and complained: "Brother, you can't pick a few nice words!"

"Listen to my brother, don't go to the tryouts tomorrow, you're unlucky this time, wait for next year, it's just a year, and it will pass quickly." Rong Zhengrong persuaded.

"No way!"

Rong Baoting shook her head stubbornly.

She has been carefully preparing for this selection competition to the national arena for more than half a year, and her only goal is to stand out from the selection competition and get a ticket to the national arena.

"But do you think that if you are forced to adapt your waist to such a high-intensity motorsport through simulation practice now, you will be able to run well tomorrow? ”

Rong Zhengrong finished speaking loudly, then his tone was soft, and he sighed: "Little sister, you just listen to your brother, it won't work like this." ”

Rong Zhengrong was also uncomfortable.

If he can help Xiaomei, no matter what the method, he will do it.

Unfortunately, the attending doctor at the big hospital said that Xiaomei's acute lumbar sprain needs to recuperate for at least three days before recovery.

Even if it is tomorrow afternoon, Xiaomei's back injury will still not recover, and it will still greatly affect Xiaomei in the car.

After all, if you have a sprained lower back, it hurts every time you move, let alone sit in a race car and control a race car that is traveling at a speed of more than 180 miles?

"But I don't want to lose this opportunity. Rong Baoting's tears were about to fall.

I thought that after more than half a year of hard preparation, I would definitely win this provincial selection competition and be qualified to participate in the national racing competition, but I didn't expect a small waist sprain to make her full of hope come to naught!

That sense of loss simply made her love extremely low.

Seeing that Rong Baoting was sad, Rong Zhengrong didn't know how to be relieved.

He actually understands that even if Xiaomei insists on participating in the selection competition tomorrow afternoon, the final result will definitely be much lower than the usual normal performance, and it is impossible to get a ticket to the national competition, which even makes him feel miserable.

"Damn, I'm so aggrieved!"

Rong Zhengrong couldn't help scolding.

At a glance, Rong Baoting sat in the racing cabin again.

"Hey, little sister, why don't we go to the old Chinese medicine doctor and try acupuncture?"

Rong Zhengrong couldn't see Rong Baoting's body being bad, which made the waist injury worse, so he had to casually say a way to see if he could divert Rong Baoting's attention.

"It's useless, didn't you find one in the morning?" Rong Baoting vetoed.

Rong Zhengrong patted his head, yes, in the morning, I found an old Chinese medicine scholar at the professor-level level from the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who had used acupuncture, but Rong Baoting's back injury was only relieved, but it didn't have much effect.

After all, this acute lumbar sprain was twisted a little strictly, hurting the sacroiliac joint, and the ligament behind the sacroiliac joint was also sprained, and now the waist is obviously swollen.

"That can't stay in here either. ”

Rong Zhengrong was about to reach out and drag Rong Baoting out again, when a servant ran upstairs and said to him respectfully: "Young master, there is a guest looking for you." ”

Rong Zhengrong didn't reply, and asked, "Who?"

The servant replied, "It's Lin Wanyue, she said to come and see you and Miss." ”