Qingcheng Mountain is still green barrier wood in winter, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but there are fewer tourists, and the artillery fire of the film and television city has occasionally come, but it has declined. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is not even a bird on the mountain, especially the mountains around the South Cliff, which is quiet, and even the air has a lonely smell.

In the afternoon, the roar of airplanes broke through the silence of the mountains.

The group of people who came down from a helicopter was the first in a wheelchair, then ten large men in civilian clothes, and then a slightly haggard woman.

Qingcheng Tea House has significantly strengthened its security defense system, and an invisible power grid has replaced the bamboo fence wall in the main road of the tea house, but in Ouyang Tianming's eyes, it is not difficult to crack these defense systems. A man in black violently cuts it open with a cutter.

Screen after screen of spotted bamboo jungle uprooted, one after another piece of green wood was cut down, the deep jungle was destroyed in an instant, leaving only a light gray, elegant and exquisite house fell in this barren mountains and mountains, which was particularly abrupt.

The ten people in civilian clothes brought by Ouyang Tianming cleaned up the barrier in front of the tea house in less than twenty minutes.

Others love the house and Wu, I'm afraid this Ouyang Tianming hates people and the house. He wants to destroy everything that belongs to Zheng Wenlong.

The steps were paved with smooth steel plates all the way to facilitate Ouyang Tianming's wheelchair to get up and down, and his wheelchair slowly moved into the exquisite tea house. Like a new master entering his own territory.

These decades of meticulous care and careful construction, but the destruction was a blink of an eye, and Di Qingfeng didn't have time to feel distressed, so he was forced into the tea house.

As soon as he entered the tea house, Ouyang Tianming's eyes became even more gloomy.

A place of déjà vu, he took a panoramic picture of this place when he kidnapped Di Qingfeng two years ago.

His gaze looked all the way over, from the sulphur glass screen to the wooden frame on the wall where hundreds of famous teas were displayed in an orderly manner.

Where his gaze lingered, his face was uncertain.

Finally, his gaze fell on the calligraphy and paintings.

There is no need to taste it carefully, he naturally knows that this is Zheng Wenlong's handwriting, this scumbag is also a vassal and elegant, and the painter is so scumbag, he is embarrassed to hang it out.

The texture of the coffee table is good, and the good golden silk nanmu. He glanced at the calligraphy and paintings, and then withdrew his gaze.

He sat down at the coffee table, let people pour a pot of tea, and when the aroma of tea gradually seeped, he said to Di Qingfeng: "When you get here, I think you should think of something." ”

Di Qingfeng has come to his senses.

"I'm still the same sentence, if you let Qin Ruolan go, I'll tell you."

"Don't force me to use violence, I'm a person who has always hated violence against women, but I can let women die without violence, and don't challenge my endurance anymore."

Ouyang Tianming's voice revealed a dangerous message.

What secrets are hidden in this Qingcheng Tea House, so that Zheng Wenlong made a last wish not to let Di Qingfeng change hands.

This tea house is large and empty, and there is nothing special about it at a glance.

The accompanying subordinates re-probed all over the tea house, but they didn't find any passages.

His gaze fell on the calligraphy and paintings again.

"The ancient temple is surrounded by green mountains, and the palace pillows are blue. The sound of the water and the mountains lock the makeup building, the past is long, the fireworks are spring and autumn, why should the ape be close to the lonely boat, and the travelers are sentimental. He recited this poem, this kind of cursive script, he can understand it without paraphrasing, he is a connoisseur.

His gaze continued to fall on the seal script that "peaks and clouds" were surging.

Then he moved to "Mountain Dwelling Autumn Picture", "Pair of Yi Map", and finally, his eyes stayed on the chessboard of "Pair of Yi Map".

This chessboard is very well drawn, criss-crossed, and even the number of fallen pieces is clearly drawn.

He watched, and a smile floated between his lips, a strange smile that peeked into the secret.

"It seems that we haven't come at the right time, let's go-" Ouyang Tianming said slowly. With a wave of his hand, the wheelchair was moved to the door.

A large group of people moved to the open space in front of the tea house, Ouyang Tianming raised his hand, and one of the entourages pressed his hand. With a loud "boom", the tea house collapsed from top to bottom, all the wall tiles fell to the middle, and huge gray smoke rose from the central ground.

Ouyang Tianming actually asked his subordinates to blast this beautiful tea house at a fixed point.

Looking at the dusty ruins of the tea house, Ouyang Tianming smiled.

But when he turned again, he suddenly straightened up like a vigilant wolf. Fingers rhythmically tap on the wheelchair armrest.

All the entourage scattered, and two of them held Di Qingfeng tightly and pointed a gun at her head.

Ouyang Tianming gave them instructions with the Morgan code.

The killing machine came little by little, and Ouyang Tianming felt it.

The gun held by the black-clothed man beside Ouyang Tianming was loaded, and the sight was aimed at the person who appeared in their sight.

"Catch it alive," Ouyang Tianming continued to admonish.

This is a woman with an extremely beautiful posture, a pair of beautiful eyes like water, appearing in Ouyang Tianming's line of sight, she stands against the light, her shoulders and back are straight, quiet and calm. The afternoon sun was projected behind her, as if countless rays of light were born behind her, and Ouyang Tianming was covered by her long shadow and couldn't see the sunlight behind her clearly.

Di Qingfeng looked at the person standing silently in front of him and froze.

At first glance, Di Qingfeng's mood was agitated, that posture, those beautiful eyes, which one did not look like herself? This is her own daughter, a child who grew up in difficult times without the protection of her mother! She appeared alive in front of her eyes, not in a dream.

It's not the first time she has seen Qin Ruolan, in the past, when she saw her, she was just a person in the same circle, or a competitor in the same country like an enemy country, but now that she sees Qin Ruolan again, she feels different from the past, the family affection that blood is thicker than water is surging in Di Qingfeng's heart, and her mind is full of the cute appearance of the child when she was young.

The word "Yue'er" almost came out, but she tried hard to control herself, and now any expression of feelings will kill her daughter.

"Mr. Ouyang, I know that you kidnapped this Di always for me, and shot Zhang Ge for me. It may be a fantasy for you to let us go, but may I ask Mr. Ouyang, what are you killing for? ”

This question stopped Ouyang Tianming, becoming the strongest person in the world is an obsession in his heart, and hatred is probably the driving force.

"Little girl, are you teaching me a lesson? Everyone may have some ulterior secrets and desires in their hearts, and there are some goals that cannot be turned back when they begin."

"Is there nothing to make you awe-inspired? Isn't technology more important to save people than to harm? ”

"The stupidity of human beings is to fear nature, to fear God and demons, and to fear everything that is higher than themselves! I am only in awe of my own heart, because he is strong, no one's heart will be stronger by me, ha, ha, ha" Ouyang Tianming wanted to laugh out loud, but his damaged nerves made him unable to make such a rich expression.

In Qin Ruolan's opinion, his expression was more ugly than crying. (To be continued.) )