The sun in the depths of winter, without a trace of temperature.

The cold wind with a chill blew through the withered garden, and the old man who got up early pinched a pair of iron galls and stepped on the small cobblestone path, and had walked several times, and only then slowly returned to the house when he heard the next person calling him to eat.

Wake up for breakfast.

Soon after, footsteps sounded on the other side of the stairs, and Cheng Chuannan, who was dressed casually, walked down and sat down across the table.

"Old man, are you going to invite guests to your house today? Who are you inviting to the new mayor, or is he an official in a certain department?"

He took a sip of porridge, and the old man opposite was seriously looking at the menu that the kitchen was going to arrange at noon today, nodded with satisfaction, and then handed it to the kitchen to do.

Only then did he turn his gaze, "No, the person you want to invite, you have also seen it, you offended people last night." ”

"That...... A man who is blind in one eye?" Cheng Chuannan was stunned for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand also stopped, but he quickly re-clamped the plate, and said in his mouth: "What does that person have?"

"It's just that he doesn't have anything, so he can invite people, if he has everything..... then he will have a feud yesterday," Cheng Guangen gently blew a mouthful of sticky porridge noodles.

Over there, a soft hum sounded, and Cheng Chuannan rested his chopsticks on the bowl, put one hand on the back of the chair, and sat diagonally.

"The old man slowly apologizes, I still have something to go out this morning. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang.

On the other side, the old man put the porridge bowl on the table: "You have a fart business, you can't go anywhere today, stay at home." ”

Someone next to him hurriedly came over, spilled the sticky porridge, and wiped it clean, while a henchman outside suddenly answered a phone call and hurriedly ran into the restaurant: "Owner, something happened." ”

Cheng Guangen took the phone, put it to his ear, and listened to the phone on the other side, it was a call back from the driver who was sent out in the morning, and his voice seemed urgent.

"Owner, something happened, and the person who was going to pick it up today seems to be angry. ”

"What's going on?"

"As soon as we left, his rented house was smashed out, and according to the landlord, it seemed that the person who came was for ...... It's for ......"

"What is it for?!"

Cheng Guangen's voice rose suddenly, making the young man who was about to leave quietly walk to the door, and his footsteps slowly stopped.

At the same time, voices fell on the phone.

"It's a ...... for the little master to catch birds"

When the young man turned around, he saw the old man sitting there stiffly, slowly lowering his arm, throwing the phone on the ground, getting up and walking towards him.

"Old man, what's wrong...... Who called......" Seeing this, Cheng Chuannan withdrew half a step after a little footsteps, and opened his mouth with a somewhat weak heart.

Cheng Guangen stood in front of him, raised his face slightly to look at the ceiling of the dome, and took a heavy breath.

Then, raising his hand, he slapped the young man in the face.

"Old man......" Cheng Chuannan covered his slapped cheeks, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the old man in front of him incredulously, "...... You've taken the wrong medicine. ”

The slight pain in the palm of his hand still came from the palm of his hand, the old man lowered his arms, his fingers were curled one by one, his teeth were clenched, and he stared at his grandson who was covering his face.

Someone wanted to go up and dissuade: "Owner, forget it....."

"Go away!!"

Cheng Guangen's tone suddenly became sharp, his eyes swept over the people who wanted to come over, his eyes were a little red and scary, and Cheng Chuannan over there didn't dare to move for a while, the old man at this time and the old man who usually wiped his ass were completely different.

But Cheng Chuannan still mustered up his courage and yelled: "Why did you suddenly hit me, what did I do wrong?!"

"If I beat you, it's like someone else killed you!" Cheng Guangen also yelled: "Let me ask you, early this morning, did you arrange for someone to go to Xia Yi's rented place to make trouble and catch some birds?"

He is already sixty years old, although he is well raised, but after all, he is old, his family is poor in martial arts, and he has also fallen into a lot of dark diseases, and he will definitely not be able to live a long life to watch his grandson really grow up.

I don't want to, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person.

"I sent someone to arrest me, so what?! I'm your grandson! You beat me for a blind man?"

Cheng Guangen stared at the hysterical grandson tightly, and the jagged white whiskers stood up one by one: "If you are not the only seedling of my Cheng family, I will kill you first." ”

Looking at Cheng Chuannan, who was set up by two bodyguards and struggling upstairs, he beckoned someone to take the mobile phone and dialed Ma Lin.

It took a long time to connect.

Meanwhile.

On the other side of the city, in a messy rental house, ringing cell phones buzz on the floor, and jeans-clad legs writhing on the ground near shattered picture frames.

Ma Lin covered the back of her head, her consciousness was a little confused, and after she was a little sober, she saw the figure in front of the desk who didn't know what she was doing, and quickly reached out and touched the mobile phone on the ground and connected the phone.

"Xia Yi is not by your side, give him the phone. ”

Ma Lin got up from the ground, her neck and back were still aching, she turned the phone on speakerphone, and when she walked over, her pupils shrank, and she saw the man over there pressing the orange bullets into the magazine one by one.

"Xia Yi ....." She said cautiously, "The Pavilion Master wants to talk to you." ”

He handed over the phone, and his eyes never took off the silver pistol with a cherry blossom pattern printed on the table.

Over there, the bullet clicked into the magazine.

The handed phone also came out of Cheng Guangen's voice at this time.

"Xia Yi, there is a misunderstanding here, I think everyone can sit down calmly. ”

Xia Yi didn't look at the phone, and picked up another bullet and pressed it into the magazine.

There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes, just a monotonous "um".

"Chuannan is my grandson, I don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, he has done something wrong, you can also be regarded as his elder, things can always be resolved peacefully. ”

"Hmm. ”

"......If he takes your bird, I'll give it back to you, and that's it......"

"Hmm. ”

"...... if you have anything to lose, you can just put forward the conditions. ”

"Hmm. ”

The magazine full of bullets was pushed into the handle of the gun, Xia Yi pulled the bolt, aimed outward, lifted the suit, inserted it into the belt behind his waist, and then took the mobile phone on the table.

Putting it to his mouth, his reddish left eye looked straight at Ma Lin opposite, and the corners of his lips opened slightly: "Let your grandson sit at home and wait for death.....

The fingers curled tightly, clicked, and crushed the fuselage.

"Xia Yi, don't be impulsive!"

Seeing this, Ma Lin rushed up and wanted to stop it, but was beaten away by the waved arm, crushing the desk, Xia Yi walked out of the door directly, and the landlord at the staircase saw the person coming out, and wanted to go up and scream a few times, and in the next second, the whole person was also knocked away, hit the wall, and fainted directly.

At the bottom of the building, the driver holding the phone saw the figure as soon as he turned around, turned around and was twisted and thrown into the off-road vehicle.

The door slammed shut.

With a dagger in one hand against the driver's waist, Xia Yi looked ahead.

"By car, to your owner's villa. ”

He whispered.

In the Cheng family's villa, the moment the phone signal was cut off, Cheng Guangen pinched his mobile phone and walked back and forth in the living room.

In a moment, he redialed a number.

"Hey, Uncle Yin, I'm Cheng Guangen, my grandson provoked Xia Yi, I want him to send him to you to hide for a while, after all, you are also kind to Xia Yi, and you won't mess around, yes, just send it to the Golden Eagle Bridge in Jiaohe City, and you send someone to pick it up." ”

At this time, an old man named Yin Jiuling was on the other side of the river, standing on the deck of the cargo ship, and after putting away the phone, his gray eyebrows furrowed.

"It's a bit tricky, Lao Cheng. ”

He took a deep breath, gently pounded the side of his leg with the hand holding the phone, watched the river rise and fall, and muttered: "It's not good to mess with anyone, if you have to provoke that crow to lift the table, there is no food." ”