Ling Yuanting felt Ling Jiuzhou's trace of abnormality and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Dad, there's one more thing, I don't know if I should tell you now." Ling Jiuzhou said.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yuanting rarely felt that Ling Jiuzhou had ever been as serious as he was today, he took his gaze back from the setting sun and became serious.

Ling Jiuzhou was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "Last time you had a fire in the East China Sea Garden, I sent someone to go through a rigorous analysis and inspection, and from there, I found a trace of cattiness. ”

Ling Yuanting's brows furrowed slightly: "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm not sure."

Ling Jiuzhou replied: "But soon I will be able to find out about this matter, and besides, I have already sent someone to secretly investigate Ye Feng's identity, and from this, I have also found some other information." ”

"What's the message?"

"I'm not sure, but it's definitely more than his current background." Ling Jiuzhou said: "I always feel that something is wrong, as if I have entered a trap that has been designed for a long time, and this trap seems to have been set for many years, which is what makes me feel the weirdest." ”

Ling Yuanting seemed to have thought of something: "Puhai Ling's side, is there any movement?" ”

"I haven't found any movement so far, but summarizing the information we have received in the past six years, I found that there seems to be a big problem within the family over there, but this problem has appeared imperceptibly for six years, like a frog boiled in warm water, it is difficult for people to notice, but I always feel that something is wrong."

"Anyway, now I just have a very weird sixth sense, but where this weirdness comes from, I still can't tell why."

Ling Yuanting was silent for a moment, then looked at the sunset in the distance again, and after a long time, he took out the phone from his body and dialed a phone that he had memorized for many years, but had never dialed.

The phone was connected, and an old man's voice came from there, and next to the voice, there were two dog barks from time to time: "Willing to call?" ”

"Teacher, I want to know the answer now, is the person you kept me waiting for?"

"The southern suburbs courtyard, come and play a game of chess with me."

The person on the other end of the phone was actually Yan Fu.

.....

At the same time, inside a funeral home.

In a transparent crystal coffin, Zhang Chao's corpse has begun to grow corpse spots, although he has been treated with makeup, but his face still does not look very peaceful.

The look of fear on his face can still be seen to this day, and you can imagine how desperate and frightened he was before he died.

Zhan Musen's punch had the strength of hundreds of catties, directly smashing his chest, and even his heart was smashed, and Zhang Chao also died on the spot.

Zhang Xiong has been sitting in front of this crystal coffin for a day, holding a photo album in his hand, which records all the photos of Zhang Chao from childhood to adulthood.

Before Zhang Chao was eight years old, many of the photos were family photos of their family of three, but when Zhang Chao was eight years old, his mother, Zhang Xiong's wife, died in a car accident, and since then, only Zhang Chao and Zhang Xiong, father and son, have been left in the photos.

After the age of thirteen, Zhang Chao's personality became rebellious and perverse, and he rarely took photos with Zhang Xiong anymore, but the only photos that were later collected by Zhang Xiong were all collected by Zhang Xiong and included in this album.

Now, only Zhang Xiong is the only one of the three people in the album, and no one can understand the sadness in his heart.

"I'm sorry I didn't take good care of our son."

Zhang Xiong didn't know how many times he flipped through the album, but finally he took a deep breath and closed the album.

He stood up, propped his hands on the lid of the crystal coffin, and looked at his son lying in the crystal coffin, the expression on his face became more and more hideous and distorted.

"Die, I want you to die, I want you to die for the whole family."

Zhang Xiong, who had been silent for a whole day, finally broke out, and the beast in his heart seemed to be completely released at this time, and his roar sounded throughout the funeral home.

"Meng Ning."

Zhang Xiong shouted, and the man in sunglasses who had been guarding the door walked in as soon as possible, his name was Meng Ning, he was a personal bodyguard who had been with Zhang Xiong for many years, and at the same time, he was also Zhang Xiong's right-hand man.

"Master Zhang." Meng Ning, the man in sunglasses, walked in for the first time and stood in front of him respectfully: "What are the orders?" ”

"Do it, no matter how big the price I have to pay this time, even if I compensate the entire Zhang family, kill me, kill Ye Feng, kill his whole family, and his friends, anyone who has anything to do with him, kill all of them."

At this time, Zhang Xiong was completely crazy, and he was not to blame for his extreme, if anyone who died of his only son, I am afraid that he would react like this.

Meng Ning was stunned, as Zhang Xiong's confidant, he knew Zhang Xiong's character very well, and he also knew all his current plans, if he followed Zhang Xiong's instructions, I was afraid that there would be a big mess.

Zhang Xiong lost his mind because of the death of his son, but Meng Ning did not.

He took a deep breath and said immediately: "Master Zhang, this matter must not be rushed, if this nonsense, I am afraid that the advantage in our hands will be lost, and the son's side..."

Before Meng Ning finished speaking, the furious Zhang Xiong slapped him in the face and flew out of the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Meng Ning, are you refuting me?"

Meng Ning's face froze, and he hurriedly said, "Master Zhang, my life is yours, don't dare to refute." ”

"Then you're not doing what I say?" The green tendons on Zhang Xiong's forehead flared up one by one, as if he was already angry to the extreme: "Meng Ning, you listen to me well, and remember it for me, your master is me, not Gongzi." ”

Meng Ning didn't dare to refute it at all, although he knew very well in his heart that the reason why Zhang Xiong made such a crazy decision was because he lost his mind, but he was just a dog of Zhang Xiong, even if it was clear that the owner had lost his mind and made a wrong decision, he, the dog, could only choose to obey the order.

"I know Master Zhang, I'll go down and make arrangements."

Zhang Xiong took a deep breath, his face was still cloudy, but at this time, his phone rang again.

Looking at the caller ID on the mobile phone, Zhang Xiong's brows furrowed again, this call was from Gongzi, every time Gongzi called before, Zhang Xiong would answer the phone as soon as possible, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all.

But this time, he didn't answer for a long time.

There was a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, but in the end, the angry Zhang Xiong calmed down, and when the phone rang to the ninth ring, he pressed the answer button: "Childe." ”

A faint voice came from the other end of the phone, very magnetic, but mixed with a chill like a ghost: "Zhang Xiong, you answered the phone ten seconds late, do you want to betray me?" ”