"Even if he is really generous and gives you half of the family property, I am afraid you will not be able to bear it."

The leisurely female voice didn't know where it came from, He Yan immediately frowned, and Shan Chenyu, who was sitting opposite, changed his face.

The door to the greenhouse was slammed open, and a team of armed men came in from the outside, quickly taking over the main position, causing the situation to change abruptly.

At the end of the crowd, Sang Zi slowly walked out, still playing with a small pocket hand wooden warehouse in his hand.

She walked in the direction of He Yan, hastily pulled Iga Jingichi, who was not yet dead, away, and then sat down on He Yan's right hand.

"If you don't go back so late, aren't you afraid I'll be worried?"

The people around him all had ghostly expressions, and they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, so Lawyer Yang consciously moved to the side to avoid being hurt by coercion.

He Yan swept around and saw that team was absolutely extraordinary, his face was expressionless, "Be quiet, wait for me ......"

"Can't wait." Sang Zi waved his hand and gouged out his ears a little irritably, "These people are all annoying, if you delay going back to accompany me, it is better to kill them all." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people collapsed at the long table, and then the pleading began one after another.

"Young master, the most important thing is to drive the people out of the ghost gate first." Junichi Iga quietly walked over to He Yan's side.

He held the wooden warehouse in his hand, Sang Zi's eyes were quick, and before he was about to reach He Yan's side, a sub-bow slip was struck.

There was a thud and it hit Junichi Iga right at his feet.

"Don't come near him."

The girl's voice is gloomy, and before she knows it, she has a murderous aura, but the corners of her mouth are always upward, as if she was just joking with you.

Junichi Iga's face was complicated, and he subconsciously took a step back, and then closed his mouth.

"Shan Gongzi, I'm afraid you won't be able to take away the things of the Iga family tonight." He Yan's face was cold, and his tone was also mechanical, "This girl has a big temper, she said she can't give it to you, I really can't give it." ”

Shh

Sang Zi rolled his eyes, but he was in a good mood, reached out and took a lollipop from his pocket, and opened it and stuffed it into his mouth on the spot.

On the other side, Shan Chenyu's eyes pondered between them, and suddenly sneered, and looked at Sang Zi scrutinically, "Sang Sang, is this the reason why you are risking your risk to face the ghost sect head-on?" ”

Sang Zi shrugged, "No way, I have to open a tuba to fall in love, of course I have to solve this trouble in your family first." ”

"You have a bad eye for people." Shan Chenyu's dark eyes stared at He Yan, and the dark light projected was like a cold arrow with poison.

Sang Zi leaned over to He Yan's face, straightened his face, and sighed twice, "How beautiful it is." ”

He Yan pursed her thin lips, resisted the urge to pat her hand away, took off her claws, and looked at Shan Chenyu opposite, "Do you go by yourself, or let the little girl invite you out?" ”

"Relying on a woman to stabilize the family, do you think it's very face-saving?" Shan Chen snorted coldly, slapped the table and got up.

He Yan raised his eyebrows quietly, glanced at Sang Zi, "It's a little weak to eat soft rice." ”

Suddenly, he pulled the corners of his lips again and said, "But it's really pleasant to eat soft rice." ”

Shan Chenyu: "......"

Sang Zi winked at He Yan, and then looked at Shan Chenyu with a provocative expression, "Get out, this bowl of soft rice is not your turn, I don't like men who chirp." ”

Shan Chenyu took a deep breath and subconsciously reached out and pressed the wooden warehouse on his waist, but in the next moment, Qi Brush aimed at his head with an infrared aim.

Sang Zi taught, everyone she brought didn't take aim, just waiting for this moment.

Shan Chenyu almost doubted his life, his eyes were so bright that he couldn't open his eyes by a red light, and the threats that were densely thrown from all directions, as long as he dared to act rashly, he would become a sieve in the next second.

"Sangsang, don't be too happy too early in the end, we'll be here for a long time."

Sang Zi pursed his lips, disdainful of his villain's old-fashioned lines, and didn't pay attention to it at all, watching him retreat from the greenhouse with the bed bugs of the ghost gate.

As soon as the people from the ghost gate left, only the people from the Iga family and the people brought by Sang Zi were left in the greenhouse, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Sang Zi supported his chin with one hand and smiled at Junichi Iga, "Mr. He, do you want to dispose of this guy?" ”

Junichi Iga: "......"

He Yan took a sip of the cup, found that the tea was already cold, and frowned, "His master will deal with him, and he doesn't need you." ”

Sang Zi held his chin with both hands, thoughtfully, "The old thing is really not authentic, and I will find you something to do at this time, isn't it cheap?" ”

Junichi Iga's face stiffened, and he stood aside in silence.

He Yan knocked on the table with one hand and said coolly: "If you don't come out again, you won't be able to play this game." ”

I don't know who he said it to, except for Kuwazi and Junichi Iga, all of them were at a loss, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Young Master, please enter the conference room on the third floor of the castle." Junichi Iga lowered his tone.

He Yan: "Let him come to see me." ”

Sang Zi squinted his eyes, looking at the excitement, it was not a big deal, "When I am old, I love to put on music, and I don't have a serious posture when I ask for someone." ”

Jun Iga was speechless, slowly stepped back, and then exited the greenhouse.

Sang Zi glanced at He Yan and flicked his tongue, "If the old man comes hard, you will bow your head." ”

He Yan frowned, "Why?" ”

Sang Zi sighed, "You are stupid, what if he feels embarrassed and just flips the table and doesn't play, and donates the group with assets of trillions of dollars?" ”

He Yan: "He donated him, I don't care." ”

Sang Zi: "I care! ”

The corners of He Yan's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Sang Zi, "What's the use of you care, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"Why is it okay?" Sang Zi's eyes widened and his hands were spread, "In the future, the two of us will be fine, and you will give me half of the family property as a dowry, isn't that a big deal?" ”

He Yan: "......"

Sang Zi leaned against him halfway, lowered his voice and spoke, reasoning crookedly, that is, to tell He Yan not to lose the property of the Iga family.

"The old man's target is He Zichen's little ghost." He Yan said suddenly.

Sang Zi frowned, "What does he want that little ghost to do?" ”

He Yan's eyes flashed, "Even if the little ghost is not his son, he is also the bloodline of the Iga family, and he is young and easy to control." ”

Sang Zi sneered, "He's that age, and he can last a few years, as for not wanting to play puppet shows?" ”

"It's because I'm dying that I want to hold on to something even more."

He Yan's voice was gentle, he raised his head slightly, and his eyes met the old man on crutches at the door of the greenhouse.

Sang Zi followed his line of sight, and blinked a little in surprise, it was also an old man, the gap between this old man and the old ghost in the ghost gate was not a little bit and a half, and his face looked like he was about to enter the ground, taking a step and resting, and then he had to take two breaths, seeing that he was out of breath and less in breath.

"Why don't you get a wheelchair for the elderly?"

When the old man heard this, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of Sang Zi.

The girl's smile is wanton, every move is as energetic as the rising sun, and there is a light in her eyes that cannot be ignored.

The two sides just stood like this, and his gray hair was a little dwarfed.

"No, it's not that time yet." The old man opened his mouth, and it turned out to be a standard island dialect.

Sang Zi showed disdain without a trace, leaned back in his chair, and listened to the movement from all directions.

This old guy is much more cautious than the one in the ghost gate, and there is more calculation than viciousness in his eyes, as long as he relaxes his guard a little, he may find a flaw.

She could feel that He Yan had also invisibly raised her vigilance, staring at the old man's every move from beginning to end.

The old man sat down across from them, held the cane head with both hands, and swept around.

"Pack up that useless thing, and be embarrassed here when you die."

"Yes."

Iga's body was dragged out, blood stretching all the way, stained with the scent of flowers around him, and a disgusting smell was derived.

"Girl, it's not appropriate for you to take someone's life in my greenhouse so casually, right?"

Sang Zi raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at He Yan, "Isn't this your greenhouse?" ”

He Yan: "Not exactly. ”

Sang Zi sighed, "Then what are you doing for others, just like that guy just now, and divide his family with the ghost sect." ”

After she finished speaking, Iga Yu on the other side stared at He Yan tightly, not letting go of any detail between his eyebrows.

He Yan glanced at her, pursed his lips, and nodded: "I think you ......"

He scoffed, his eyes flashing at Igami, "That makes sense. ”

Iga frowned, the corners of his lips pressed down, and the air pressure around his body dropped a lot.

Sang Zi smacked his lips, "Open the skylight and say something bright, old man, whether you want to hand over the family property or not, it doesn't matter if you are not willing to pay it." ”

She spoke too hastily, which made Iga Goto a little suspicious of her ears, and there were many people who plotted to rob his family property, but I had never seen it said so clearly.

"He Yan is working so hard for you, if you can't get anything, what are people trying to do?" Sang Zi patted the table.

Iga Miko's beard trembled and took a slight breath, "He is a descendant of the Iga family, so he should ......"

"It's as if he's been treated like the Iga family." Sang Zi rolled his eyes and glanced at the old guy with a little disdain, "I'm old, why don't you know how to make a face when you speak?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a piece of wooden silo was raised to point at her and He Yan's voices.

Sang Zi blinked, "Wow-"

Immediately after, the people she brought with her used infrared aiming to scare Iga Yu's presbyopia.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

Sang Zi and He Yan are calm and calm, Iga is gloomy, and they don't intend to give in to each other.

Suddenly, Junichi Iga answered the phone, leaned down and whispered something in Igami's ear.

Sang Zi frowned, his mind spun around, and he had a sense of foreboding.

"You took that kid away because he wasn't fit to stay in the Iga family." Iga Yu looked at He Yan and paused word by word, "It's appropriate now." ”

Sang Zi seemed to have been knocked on a dull stick, and his face changed instantly.