Chapter Ninety-Three: The Leader of the Five Provinces
Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces were known as the granary of the south in ancient times, with fish, rice and water, and a pleasant climate. ''''Medium'''
On the bank of the West Lake in Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province, it is now a beautiful scenery. The willows are still around, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the tourists are endless, and the breath of spring can be smelled everywhere.
There is a manor covering an area of several thousand square meters not far from the West Lake, the manor door is raised, and there are two stone carved unicorns outside the door, which looks very exquisite. Under the round stone arch, two people dressed in black and wearing sunglasses guarded, and a gold-lettered plaque above the arch was written with two big characters of Lin Mansion on it.
In today's modern society, it's hard to imagine anyone living in such a retro mansion.
The carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions, are better than Wen Qianyun's Longmen Mansion.
In the courtyard with three entrances and three exits, a few scattered people were cleaning. Even wielding a broom is fluttering, for fear of disturbing this peaceful land.
"Quacks, you're all a bunch of quacks!" Angry voices came from inside the wooden hall.
"I'm sorry Mr. Lin, we really can't do anything about Ling Lang's injury! Mr. Lin, let's ask for another master! β
As the words fell, several middle-aged people hurriedly walked out of the house.
However, while walking, several people still whispered: "Hey, I really don't know if I will be retaliated against for offending Lin Laohu this time!" β
"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, let's take a step at a time!"
"Hmph, I don't believe it, this Lin Tiger can really cover the sky in Zhejiang Province with one hand!"
A middle-aged man in the room sat angrily on a chair with yellow pears, the middle-aged man was sturdy, dressed in white satin, and his two whiskers kept beating at the corners of his mouth. #δΈ @.'s expression was like a sense of intimidation.
There were several big men sitting on the middle-aged man's lower hand, and seeing the middle-aged man so angry, everyone trembled slightly and didn't dare to speak.
Behind the middle-aged man stood an old man. The old man was dressed simply, his face was wrinkled, and he couldn't see his expression when he squinted his eyes.
The middle-aged man was still angry, and scolded: "Has Yao Lao found it? β
"Back to the dragon's head, I just found it yesterday, but, it's just ......" The people under the middle-aged man trembled and stopped talking.
"But what, say!"
Touching the cold sweat on his head, the man said: "Back to the dragon's head, we, we just found the corpse of Yao Lao." Death, death is extremely horrific......"
"Huh?" The middle-aged man snorted suspiciously, turned his head and said, "It's right to die, you can't even protect yourself, what's the use of asking him?" β
After a pause, the middle-aged man continued to ask, "What about his corpse?" β
"In, in the rudder, do you want to see the faucet?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly shook his hand and said with a look of disgust: "Don't look at it!" Disgusting. β
At this time, the old man who had been standing behind the middle-aged man and squinting suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes bloomed, and he sighed: "I didn't expect this old poison to die." Although it is said that his use of poison is his strength, but his cultivation is at least humane, and he was able to escape with hundreds of police forces back then. β
As he spoke, the old man's eyes flashed with golden light, and he asked the people below: "How did that old poison die, you say that his death is terrifying, what does his corpse look like?" β
"This, this ......" The people below hesitated, glancing at the middle-aged man sitting in the hall.
The middle-aged man was furious and scolded: "Xuan Worship still hasn't answered the truth when he asked!" β
"Yes, yes, yes." Nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the people in the hall hurriedly said: "Yao Lao was killed by someone who punched through the chest, and when we found it, his body was a little rotten, and all the five internal organs flowed out, which is very scary!" β
"Punch directly through the human body?" The old man's eyes were horrified and said, "What kind of power is this?" β
Immediately, the old man said to the middle-aged man in front of him: "First hit the young dragon's head with the power of your palm, and then blast through the body of that old poison with your fist, this person is at least a humane nine-grade upward cultivation." β
"Elder Xuan, are you sure?" The middle-aged man hissed coldly and said.
"Yes!" The old man nodded and continued: "In Haishi, there are a few old guys who can get rid of the Qing Gang who have cultivated to the ninth rank of humanity, I'm afraid that there are only people from that family?" β
The middle-aged man was puzzled for a while, and said, "Are you talking about the Shi family?" β
"Yes, it's the Shi family!"
"According to your old speculation, it was the Shi family who injured Ming'er and rescued the slut of the Wen family? No, the Shi family has practiced medicine for generations, and I haven't seen them have anything to do with the Wen family! The middle-aged man hurriedly said.
The old man shook his head: "I can't say, I can't say yet." After all, this world is so big, I can't tell how many miracles there are! β
The people in the hall listened to the old man's analysis and asked hesitantly: "The dragon head, should we still keep an eye on that student?" β
"Staring, staring, of course?" The middle-aged man snorted angrily and said, "Dare to hurt my Lin Tiancheng's only son, I want to make their Wen family and people related to their Wen family disappear into this world!" Only in this way can I get rid of the hatred in my heart! β
Hearing Lin Tiancheng say this, the old man behind him shook his head helplessly and smiled and said: Whether the Wen family is in Haishi or Kyoto, it is deep-rooted, where is it so easy to extinguish.
At this time, Lin Tiancheng's mobile phone suddenly rang, staring at the number on the phone, Lin Tiancheng took a deep breath, waved his hand helplessly to the big men in the hall, and said, "You guys retreat first!" β
These big men stood up again and again, just like Meng Dahe: "Dragon, let's retire!" β
When there were only two people left in the room, Lin Tiancheng and the old man, the old man said helplessly: "Is it the phone over there?" β
Lin Tiancheng smiled bitterly and nodded.
Answering the phone, the voice over there said very unhappily: "Lin Tiancheng, we have wasted so many years of cultivation to make you the leader of the five provinces in the south of the Yangtze River, you can't even do this little thing!" β
Without giving Lin Tiancheng a chance to speak, the voice continued: "Now the new products of Raytheon Technology have reached the final stage of research and development and marketing, and the time is at most half a year. Although the old man of the Wen family has retired, his position will definitely not waver. When the time comes, this thing falls into the hands of the other party, and their chances of winning will be one more point. If we lose the general election in five years' time, you should know what awaits you! β
Lin Tiancheng forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "I know! β
"You know the best, there's still half a year to go, don't let us down. Otherwise, we'll just swap you out before the other person makes a move! β
With a threatening sound, the phone hung up, leaving only Lin Tiancheng with a bitter face and a sigh on the old man's face.
Gritting his teeth tightly, Lin Tiancheng's fists rattled: "Wen Qianyun, Thundertheon Group, this time we have to settle the new and old accounts together!" β