As soon as the words fell, Lin Ziheng suddenly pressed the muzzle of the gun even harder against the middle-aged man's head, and the middle-aged man obviously felt the change in strength.

Lin Ziheng's tone at the moment was not so calm: "You know, what are you talking about?"

"I ...... I know. The middle-aged man replied hastily.

The cold wind kept beating on his face, and the slight temperature on his skin was completely blown away by the cold wind, some time ago, he heard Yue Linglan say that his father was related to the First Hospital of Changche City, but he didn't expect that he was now a doctor there.

Yan Anyu called a man in a blue uniform, motioned for him to help Yan Mengyao, who was a little trembling, and when he was done, he walked to Lin Ziheng's side.

"Young Master. ”

"What?" At this moment, even if Lin Ziheng was facing Yan Anyu, his voice was a little cold

"Take him back, this is not the place to ask questions. ”

"Take it away. As soon as Yan Anyu's words fell, Lin Ziheng immediately said, and after that, he threw the gun in his hand to Yan Anyu on the side, put on a black mask, turned around and walked behind him, and the men in blue looked at Lin Ziheng who was walking towards the crowd from time to time.

After Lin Ziheng left, all eyes were focused on Yan Anyu.

The night was cold, and the people who had been surrounding the parking lot were dispersed by the guards running down from the Globe Restaurant, who looked like real soldiers, wearing black helmets and patches of steel armor, and holding in their hands a weapon that resembled a gun but had never been seen in the media.

Seeing Lin Ziheng hurriedly walking towards them, the Minister of Security suddenly stopped, and he saw Lin Ziheng walking in front of him and stopped: "Young Master, is there anything else you need our help with?"

"Who is that middle-aged man?" Lin Ziheng asked, even though he had just entangled with the middle-aged man, he didn't know who he was after all.

The head of the security department immediately spoke, and there was a hint of respect in his voice: "Young master, that middle-aged man is the road king of Changche City, and he has undertaken most of the road construction work in Changche City. ”

Hearing this, Lin Ziheng couldn't help but snort coldly, and then said: "With a person like him, it's no wonder that the road traffic in Changche City will be like this." ”

As he spoke, Lin Ziheng walked around the minister in front of him.

"Young Master, do you have any other arrangements?" asked the Minister of Security at a loss for what to do with Lin Ziheng.

Lin Ziheng slowed down his pace, but he didn't stop, he opened his mouth and said loudly: "Take the person he wants to see to the twelfth floor together." ”

"Yes!" replied without hesitation, although he didn't know who the so-called road king was seeing, but he had to abide by the chairman's decision no matter what, after all, in this world, there are few existences beyond the chairman.

"Take it back with you. Yan Anyu also put down the gun in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was extremely scared, and said immediately.

In the Anshun Group, Ye Ximo looked at the secretary in front of him in horror, even though he was used to strange things always around him, but it was the first time for him to be so afraid.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Ximo sat on the roller skating office chair and retreated two parts to the back, "Old Things in Dongli" still on the desk.

The secretary's eyes staring at Ye Ximo were so bland, but there was a little weirdness in the blandness, Ye Ximo stepped on the ground with his high heels, and slowly moved towards the back, and suddenly, the chair leaned against the huge bookshelf behind the desk.

The secretary glanced at Ye Ximo, who had no way out, and suddenly had a smile on his face, he picked up the "Old Things of Dongli" on the table, flipped through it casually, and after a while, he put the book down on the table again.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Ye Ximo always wanted to calm down his state of mind, but in the face of the secretary he was once familiar with, he was afraid that it was difficult to calm down.

The corners of the secretary's mouth rose slightly, and he walked around the desk and walked towards Ye Ximo.

"Wake up!" Seeing that the secretary was about to approach him, Ye Ximo hurriedly stood up, ran to the side, and said loudly.

"I'm sober. The secretary spoke again, he stopped, let Ye Ximo run wildly in the office, and then he said, "Miss, don't struggle, unless you smash the floor-to-ceiling window and jump out now, you can't get out of this room." ”

Ye Ximo quickly ran to the door of the office, at this moment, she was extremely worried, she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the doorknob, wanting to open the door, but found that no matter what, there was no way to open the door.

The secretary sat down in the office chair, a relaxed look on his face.

"You let me out, and I'll act like nothing happened. Ye Ximo stood at the door, and once again shouted to the secretary who was some distance away from him.

"Nothing has happened?" the secretary looked at Ye Ximo with wide eyes, "I think this sentence is ridiculous when it sounds, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"You ......" Ye Ximo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, sweat kept coming out of her forehead, and what she was looking at was definitely not the small hair she once was.

The office floor is very high, the sky is dark, and the bright lights in the room are strangely dimmed.

Ye Ximo glanced at the electric light on the ceiling, and then looked at the secretary in front of her again, she didn't know what to do with herself now, this is the first time she has encountered such a situation.

The secretary smiled, he picked up the "Heaven's Rui" on the table again, and turned to the page that Ye Ximo had just read, the back, the back carved with thick blood in the book, was none other than himself: "Do you want to know, what is going on with all this?"

When the words fell, Ye Ximo's heart seemed to gradually calm down, because she knew that if the secretary in front of her could tell her a story, then she would have enough time to wait for her father Ye Fengchen to come back, and once her father came back, all this would definitely be resolved: "I want to!"

"Then I'll talk to you about it. The secretary's eyes were fixed on the book, he and Ye Ximo were both in their original positions, without moving for half a minute, and the distance between the two of them was always a long time.

The secretary turned the page of "Old Things in Dongli" to the first page, and after reading it carefully for a while, he paused obviously and said, "But if you listen to my story, you must promise me one thing." ”

"I promise you. At this moment, Ye Ximo has completely lost her original demeanor as an eldest lady, and she hurriedly said, even if the secretary has not even said what kind of conditions he has.

"I'm going to see someone. The secretary said, paused, looked at Ye Ximo who was standing at the door and his body was still trembling, he smiled, and then said, "Lin Ziheng." ”

After that, there was a trace of hesitation in Ye Ximo's eyes, it was so fleeting, she knew that the Dongli old massacre recorded in the book was carried out by Lin Ziheng in Dongli City, but that massacre was only killed by hundreds of people in people's rumors, far from the blood recorded in this book......

The secretary stood up, he walked to a distance from Ye Ximo, stopped, and had been a secretary for so long, whether he was sitting or standing, his back was always extremely straight.

He stood, holding the book in his hand, and on his extremely pale cheeks, revealing a natural look, he looked at the book and began to speak: "This story has never happened ......"

"What did you say?" The original fear in Ye Ximo's heart was suddenly replaced by a doubt, she hesitated, even if she had doubted the authenticity of the book record, but the massacre created by Lin Ziheng was indeed real, even if the massacre was banned because of its extremely bad nature, but after all, there are various versions circulating among the people, and now in Dongli City, no matter who it is, it is impossible to forget the massacre, even if everyone hates Lin Ziheng to the core, every time Lin Ziheng is mentioned, but he always avoids it, just like seeing a devil who can eat people。

"The book "Old Things in Dongli" predicts the future, not the past. With that, the secretary threw the book at Ye Ximo's body, but Ye Ximo couldn't catch the book, and with a sound, the book fell to the ground.

Ye Ximo hurriedly squatted down and picked up the book, her eyes were a little dull looking at the book in her hand, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

The secretary took a few steps forward, and when Ye Ximo reacted, the secretary was already standing in front of him, almost as if he was about to stick it up.

"Ahh

Night Tide Foam shouted loudly again, and then, the book fell to the ground again, and a heavy sound echoed in the air, strangely, Night Tide Foam had already made a lot of noise in the room, but no one pushed the door open from outside the office.

The secretary stopped, Ye Ximo also staggered back two steps and stopped her steps, she tried to keep a distance between the two people, the secretary squatted down, picked up the book, and said coldly to Ye Ximo, changing his previous tone: "Since I asked you to take me to see Lin Ziheng, there is no need for me to hurt you now." ”