"Old fellow, tell me about it, what's the deal?" The president of Peking University looked at the old man surnamed Jia and said, obviously curious in his heart.

"Old man Ling, you just teach your books well, why do you care about these things?" The old man surnamed Jia smiled faintly, and he was not angry.

The corners of his mouth were hooked up with a faint smile, "In any case, this account will eventually be counted on the head of the Xiao family, this time I want to see, that old guy of the Xiao family, can he still do it?" Want to sit firmly in the Diaoyutai and smile at the clouds? How can it be so cheap. The old man surnamed Jia pursed his lips, and there was no schadenfreude in his tone.

For the old man surnamed Jia, Old Man Ling was quite dissatisfied, half of his words were spoken, deliberately arousing his curiosity, and halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly, and the chessboard, which was originally full of interest, became uninteresting at this moment.

Seeing that the old man Ling had no intention of playing the game, the old man surnamed Jia pouted, "You old guy, you are just a fool, some words are said, it is meaningless, quietly waiting for the news is, such a big person, and he can't sit still like a child, how to be a teacher, I am ashamed of you." ”

When the old man Ling heard this, he glared at the old man surnamed Jia, and fell, "Oh no," the old man Ling exclaimed, just now he was absent-minded, and he fell behind, so that the balance of victory in the originally confusing chess game suddenly tilted to the side of the old man surnamed Jia.

"Hehe, you need to know that the son takes root." The old man surnamed Jia smiled lightly and held Old Man Ling's hand.

"Come on, I was absent-minded just now, you old guy, just messed with my mind, otherwise how could I play such a stinky chess?" When Old Man Ling heard this, he was annoyed and angry.

The Xiao family, Old Man Xiao looked at Xiao Zongheng with a depressed face, "How many have died?" Old Man Xiao asked lightly.

"Three died, the Ye family, the Yan family, the Qi family, as for the kid from the Zhang family, I think someone communicated in advance and escaped, I think it has something to do with Fan'er, I didn't kill it." Xiao Zongheng said lightly.

"Happy?" The old man of the Xiao family looked at Xiao Zongheng and asked lightly.

"A few kittens and puppies, what's the fun?" Xiao Zongheng said with a lazy face.

"Then do you know that this account is all calculated on the head of Fan'er?" Old Man Xiao said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"The four major families have joined forces to put pressure on the top, this matter has shaken ZNH, the meaning of the above has not yet been decided, but in any case, this time, Fan'er has broken some rules and angered some people, and next, Fan'er's road, I'm afraid it won't be so easy." Old Man Xiao snorted coldly.

"Pressure? Who is it for? Against my son? Who saw my son's hand? Xiao Zongheng hugged his shoulders and snorted coldly.

"Old man, you've been playing politics all your life, can't you still see through it? This kind of thing, sometimes, is simply a big wind and a small rain, if you are weak, he will be strong, if you are strong, he will be weak, there is no handle in the hands of others, what can he do? Xiao Zongheng snorted coldly.

When Old Man Xiao heard this, he groaned slightly, in the final analysis, what Xiao Zongheng said was not bad, but in this circle, who is in a high position, which one does not have a little unknown means? This is a tacit thing, and who can have a clear conscience?

"Besides, old man, although I have been in the capital for a long time, can those few little miscellaneous fish set off any storms? Do you think I'm messing with a bit small? You don't bother to make a move? Xiao Zongheng looked at his old man and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched violently, he knew that his son, what he said, did it.

Looking at Xiao Zongheng's appearance, Old Man Xiao waved his hand tiredly, "Let's go, go wherever you want, the Xiao family can't stand your toss." Old Man Xiao said lightly.

"Old man, do you want me to leave like this?" Xiao Zongheng looked at his old man, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a grim smile.

"Xiao family, I haven't gotten it back if I owe them mother and son, how can I just leave?" Xiao Zongheng snorted coldly.

"Just kill a few people, if you don't bear this matter, I Xiao Zongheng will bear it," Xiao Zongheng sneered.

"Then have you ever thought about the future of mortals? The Xiao family owes you, you can pay you back, what is the matter, you can say to the Xiao family, why bother Fan'er? Old Man Xiao said angrily.

"He's your son." Old Man Xiao pointed at Xiao Zongheng, his palms trembling.

"Haha, I naturally know that he is my son, old fellow, do you really think I can't see the layout of your painstaking and lonely layout for so many years? For the sake of mortals? If it's for my son's sake, why do you have to arrange the path he is taking? My son, not a chess piece, no matter who it is, can't let my son be a chess piece, today, I will completely shatter your painstaking layout, do you really think that I Xiao Zongheng dare not kill people? Xiao Zongheng snorted coldly.

Hearing this, a faint look of exhaustion appeared on Old Man Xiao's face, it is really difficult to reason with this deviant son.

"At the very least, you have to ask for the opinion of Fan'er." Old Man Xiao's voice was hoarse with a touch that could not be concealed.

"There is no need to ask, if Fan'er wants to follow the path you arranged, then how big a problem will I cause, I, as Lao Tzu, will naturally go to the aftermath, if Fan'er is unwilling to take this road, the person who should be killed will be killed, and the revenge should be avenged, from now on the Xiao family does not owe their mother and son, and the debt I owe, I Xiao Zongheng will naturally repay, from now on, our father and son, and the Xiao family will have nothing to do with it, how?" Xiao Zongheng looked at the old man of the Xiao family and said.

"You, rebel." When Old Man Xiao heard this, the old man's basin twitched violently, he didn't expect this son's character to be so stubborn.

"Get out," Old Man Xiao pointed at Xiao Zongheng and roared angrily.

"Hmph," Xiao Zongheng snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

That night, a piece of news swept the capital again, and the Yan family was destroyed.

Xiao Fan is still in the Northeast, but the news of the capital, without a single omission, has all reached his ears, "I didn't expect that the old man would do things so vigorously." The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth hooked up a faint smile.

As for the bureau that he painstakingly laid out in the capital, Xiao Fan is not worried that it will be broken, the capital is a mess, how messy it is, after all, there is still one to clean up, Xiao Zongheng likes to toss how much, how to toss, if something happens, naturally there is an old guy on top, hiding behind the layout, doing the benefits, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world? As for himself, tomorrow, he should go south, and the mess in the capital will be done to him.

After a day of physical work, I'm so tired, I only have one chapter today.