At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Honghai sat up from the mahogany bed after answering the phone, turned on the lamp, changed into a black robe, put on leather shoes, took the withered rattan wooden staff hanging on the wall and held it hard, he was over half a hundred years old and did not greet the people who bowed down, but hurriedly walked through the porch on the second floor of the Western-style pavilion with a grim face, went downstairs to the courtyard, and stepped into a black A8.

Passing through the car window was the dappled shadows of trees on the outskirts of Qiantang City, and the starry orange under the dark red night sky could be faintly heard.

"Pony, go to the old TV station." Lin Honghai coldly left this sentence and looked out the window.

The soundproof windows of the A8 were remodeled with curtain glass that could not be seen from the outside and were reinforced with bulletproof, which usually requires permission from the city government, which of course he has the privilege of.

Lin Honghai clenched his staff and closed his eyes to recuperate, this was the first time he had been on the battlefield in many years.

There is only one goal.

Lin Honghai then turned on his phone, "Xiao Wu?"

"Yes, President Lin." A young man's voice came from his phone.

Lin Honghai frowned vigorously when he heard this, and then said, "Now start mobilizing all the members of the association and kill Liu Zhen for me."

"But President Lin ......."

Listening to the hesitant voice on the phone, Lin Honghai looked out the window to identify the red and blue lights under the night sky, and looked at the back window of the car, and looked at the windshield when he saw that there were no lights.

"Now it's just Yoo Jin who turned himself in, and the evidence is insufficient, or ......."

At this time, the corners of Lin Honghai's eyes trembled.

"Regardless of the evidence," he said glaring at the air, "whether it's Yoo Jin or the boy next to her, don't let it go!"

"But there's ...... committee."

Lin Honghai threw the phone aside and pressed his brow.

According to the Magician's Convention, magicians who kill other magicians for no reason are usually sentenced to death without a clear reason, with the exception of Guardians.

The Guardian with supreme intelligence authority has the right to execute the Magee without telling the reason, but must explain and be questioned at the Inquiry Meeting after the event is over.

If the explanation doesn't pass, then the Guardian will pay the price - be stripped of their Guardian status and no longer be protected by the Magical Envoy Covenant.

But not the death penalty.

It's really ridiculous, it was originally a rule weapon that Lin Honghai tailored for himself, but it was used by a yellow-haired girl.

Is this the reason why Liu Zhen killed Xiaoyuan?

In this way, Liu Zhen, who has never been able to step down, not only unloaded the burden as she wished, but also got rid of the eyeliner that Lin Honghai planted beside her.

No, no, it can't be, Lin Honghai frowned and shook his head, with that big grinning girl, it is unlikely that I will detect my motive for planting Xiaoyuan, whether it was six years ago or now.

Lin Honghai's face turned old for a moment, and he covered his face and squatted down and shook his head slowly.

The only son died like this, and the bloodline of the Lin family was cut off.

But on the contrary, years of shame will be washed away, no matter who the real murderer is, Lin Honghai's anger will all be poured out on a young girl.

He picked up his phone again and dialed, "Xiao Wu."

"Yes."

"Yoo Jin has already violated the Magical Envoy Convention, the kill has been changed to a wanted person, and she must be caught at all costs, in the name of the Magic Association, and must not fall into the committee."

「……」

"Did you hear that?"

"Hear! That President Lin ......."

"Say."

"Please mourn ......"

Lin Honghai snorted.

"You listen to me Xiao Wu, you start listing Liu Zhen's crimes in the past three years now, no, ten years, whether it is in the name of collaborating with the enemy, sheltering the heroic spirit or the witch, the association has a good reason......

Use lynching.

"Understand ......"

Lin Honghai hung up the phone, only to find that the driver in front of him suddenly stopped the car.

"President Lin, long time no see."

The man in the driver's seat turned his head, and the young man with his hair combed put his glasses on.

"Li Qiaosong!" Lin Honghai clenched the rattan cane.

"President Lin, why are you so nervous?" Qiao Song smiled and pointed to Lin Honghai's staff.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Honghai leaned back, his palms oozing sweat and soaking the rattan cane.

Such a careful deployment could never have come from Liu Zhen's hands.

"It's been a long time since I've moved my muscles." Hashimatsu was in the driver's seat, twisting his neck bone, and his eyes fell on the rearview mirror.

"What," Lin Honghai, who regained his composure, sneered, "The noodle restaurant business is not good, so you changed your career to drive?"

"The whole city is facing a battle," Hashimatsu said flatly, "Why is Master Lin so calm, oh, it must be your family's turn yet."

"This is my car, please get me down!" Lin Honghai knocked the staff hard.

"Okay, okay, I'll get out of the car." Hashimatsu smiled and pushed the car door open.

Suddenly feeling light, Lin Honghai opened the car window and looked, and found that the A8 had been suspended in mid-air on the viaduct, and the two ends of the viaduct had been exaggeratedly twisted.

In the barrier of Hashimatsu to be exact.

"Li Qiaosong, don't deceive people too much!"

Lin Honghai pushed the car door, used a rattan cane to form thick vines to support his tall and thin body, and slowly walked along the vines to the viaduct.

Also caught up in the barrier were two cars in the lane on the side and three vehicles in the opposite direction, with civilians hiding in the vehicles.

"Oh, I didn't bully you, President Lin, let's fight one, how fair." Hashimatsu's hands naturally drooped, revealing a leisurely smile.

"Hashimatsu, so far, I haven't done any evil, so why do you bother me?"

Lin Honghai raised his staff.

"You didn't do anything evil, but you didn't do anything." Hashimatsu said.

Since the emergence of the crisis, the association has not sent a single soldier to the present.

"Aren't you the same?" Lin Honghai retorted.

Qiao Song sneered, but he didn't expect Lin Honghai, who was in an important position, to have a trace of fear, and tried to justify this gratuitous killing intent.

Poor old man who lost his son.

However, pity is the reason not to kill him?

"So there's no morality in this fight," Hashimatsu smiled, "but it doesn't stop me from killing you."

Father and son were going to die on the same night.

"It looks like you're not going to let me go, but what did I do wrong?" Lin Honghai spread his hand.

"Did you do something right?" Hashimatsu said flatly, "As the person in charge of the Qian Tang Branch of the Magic Association, what else would you do besides fighting for power and constantly grabbing benefits? Even your son has become your victim."

Lin Honghai suddenly clenched his staff and summoned out green light patterns, but found that there was no vibration under his feet, and the whirring wind sounded in his ears, and then he found that the viaduct was pulled up a hundred meters in the air by the bridge loose.

Since the source of the surface cannot be driven, then it is necessary to exert its own power.

Lin Honghai pushed the head of the staff to his chest, countless branches grew from his limbs and shoulders, the branches and vines continued to contract, Lin Honghai waved his hand forward, and the phantom limbs attacked like the arms of giants.

Qiao Song's figure suddenly turned into a pile of chips, and then appeared behind Lin Honghai.

"I thought I was going to fight in close quarters." Hashimatsu smiled, "In that case, why don't you change the way you play?"

Qiao Song snapped his fingers to the sky, Lin Honghai was suddenly light-headed, and after seeing the vehicles on the viaduct leaving the ground one after another, he found that the gravitational field in the enchantment was twisted by Qiao Song, and the two fell into the dark deep space, and the oxygen became thinner and thinner, and Lin Honghai could only look at the blue light particles lingering around Qiao Song, staring at him expressionlessly.

Lin Honghai touched his cheeks and found that his skin was freezing rapidly, and he hadn't been able to catch his breath, and his chest had been pierced by a sharp beam.

A transparent air blade pierced Lin Honghai's heart from behind in mid-air, and the air blade dissolved into ice crystals in an instant, and two pillars of blood mist erupted from the front and back of the black robe.

Lin Honghai stared at the night sky.

has worked hard for most of his life, who made the Lin family fall into such a field?

Is it Yoo Jin? Is it the boy next to her? Is it yourself?

Who would dare to do it to the president of the Magic Association?

Who the hell is it?! Lin Honghai stared at the dark red night sky.

If he does nothing after receiving the call, waiting for Liu Zhen to step down, with the sympathy of all parties for him and the accumulation of contacts over the years, the guardian is bound to return to the Lin family, isn't this what he has been looking forward to for a long time? Doesn't it mean that it's worth exchanging Xiaoyuan's life?

Why did they run out desperately?

"Far ......" Lin Honghai spat out the last mouthful of blood and closed his old eyes to the night sky.