Chapter 17: Don't pretend
According to a large amount of bloodstains at the scene, the media speculated that Qian Hesheng and Qian Zihao's father and son had died.
The news of the Qian family's accident was known to the other six families of the Beijiang Business Alliance for the first time.
Bac Giang Business Alliance Guild, in a luxurious conference room.
Zhao Tianyang, the head of the Zhao family and the president of the Zhao family, sat in the first place, and on the slide projector screen in front of him, he was impressively projected with photos of Qian and his living room:
The room was full of bloodstains, and a corpse with a black head, neck, and arms lay on the ground, and four bloody characters were written on the wall:
Blood debt and blood repayment!
The font pen walks the dragon and snake, which is very powerful, like four life-seeking ghosts with teeth and claws.
This photo was transmitted to Zhao Tianyang by the police for the first time.
The Qian family is a member of the Beijiang Business Alliance, and the police dare not have any negligence.
Zhao Tianyang frowned and looked at the five family heads below except for the Qian family, and said in a solemn tone:
"Ladies and gentlemen, what do you think about the disappearance of Qian Hesheng and Qian Zihao's father and son, and the killing of his capable cadres?"
"President, Qian Hesheng should have offended someone and was found by the enemy. ”
"President, the seven major families of our Beijiang Business Alliance are in the same spirit, we can't ignore the Qian family's accident, we must find the Qian family father and son, we must see people in life and corpses in death. ”
"President, we also have to find out who will do something to the Qian family, so that his life is worse than death!"
"Yes, since the establishment of our Beijiang Business Alliance, no one dares to provoke in Beijiang City, and now someone dares to do something to the Qian family, it is really a bear's heart and leopard gall, and it must not be spared. ”
"President, we want people to know the consequences of moving my Beijiang Business Alliance family......
The multitude was indignant.
Zhao Tianyang nodded and said, "I have already called the mayor in the name of the Beijiang Business Alliance. He promised me that he would solve the case in the shortest possible time, find the Qian father and son, arrest the suspect, and focus on punishment. ”
"President, catch that thief, don't hand it over to the police, just let us deal with it, and give the thief to Ling Chi!" someone suggested.
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Early in the morning, Chen Feng walked on the way back to Jiahe Community.
At six o'clock in the morning, the vehicles and pedestrians on the road are still very scarce, there is no car exhaust pollution, and the oncoming river breeze carries fresh moisture, and the air is exceptionally fresh.
Hand against the enemy, Chen Feng was in a very good mood, humming a little song while slowly moving forward.
The Qian family, one of the seven major families of the Beijiang Business Alliance, has been destroyed.
There are six remaining families, the Zhao family, the Qian family, the Sun family, the Li family, the Qi family, and the He family, and Chen Feng does not intend to use the same means to concoct them.
He wants to make these six families ruined, life is worse than death, and they will sink in endless despair.
If you kill them directly, it will be too cheap for them.
In Chen Feng's head, a plan faintly emerged......
"Huh!"
Suddenly, there was a shout of martial arts.
Chen Feng's thoughts were interrupted, he stopped, he followed the sound and looked, and found that under a peach tree on the bank of the Beijiang River, there were three people there.
One old and two young.
The old man was an old man dressed in a Tang costume with snow-white hair, who was thin and energetic, and had a killing aura on his body.
It is holding a large knife, wielding a tiger and a tiger, and the shadow of the knife is heavy.
At first glance, you can see that he is a practitioner, and his skills are good.
A young girl wearing Adi sportswear and white sneakers, and a teenager who looked like a junior high school student, stood aside, watching excitedly and applauding again and again.
"Grandpa, your set of "Qiankun Sword Technique" has made it more and more fascinating!"
"Grandpa, you are so powerful, as long as I have one-tenth of your strength, I will be satisfied!"
Young girls and teenagers praised again and again.
In the hearts of his grandchildren, grandpa is like a god of war.
They all grew up listening to grandpa's stories.
When my grandfather was in the army, he was a famous swordsman.
During the Anti-Japanese War, my grandfather personally led the death squad several times, armed with a big knife, to kill the enemy's heart, turn the tide of the battle, and make great achievements.
Not far away, a jeep SUV stopped there, and a middle-aged man with a tall figure like a javelin stood there.
This man was the old man's guard and driver.
He looked at the old man's gaze, full of reverence and admiration.
"Heh, he's playing with his life!"
At this time, a magnetic man's voice sounded, with a hint of teasing.
Swish!
Suddenly, the old man put away his knife and stood, a pair of tiger eyes looked at the sidewalk, and the young girl and the middle-aged man also looked at the sidewalk.
I saw a young man wearing short sleeves, carrying a gossip canvas bag, and a scar on his eyebrows, standing there with an uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, the sentence just now came out of his mouth.
There was no one else around but the young man.
"Boy, you don't understand martial arts, what are you talking nonsense?" Before the old man could speak, the young girl angrily looked at Chen Feng and shouted: "You come down immediately and apologize to my grandfather!"
"Apologize?"
Chen Feng grinned and said, "What I said is the truth, what do you apologize for? This old man is really playing with his life!"
After finishing speaking, Chen Feng took a step forward and prepared to return to Jiahe Community, take the one million he won from Dean He, and go to the Chinese herbal medicine market to buy some valuable Chinese medicinal materials such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum, and refine some pills to improve his cultivation.
Because Chen Feng didn't have a bank card, Dean He's one million was temporarily put on Zhou Siying's card.
"Boy, if you don't apologize, don't want to leave!"
The girl's coquettish voice rang out.
Chen Feng looked at it, and saw the girl in the sweatshirt, like a keen leopard, rushing towards him, and there was a distance of several meters in one step, and she had some martial arts skills.
"Sister, teach him a good lesson!"
The young man standing beside the old man also shouted.
In the eyes of girls and teenagers, grandpa is a god of war who cannot be insulted.
He was once a general, and was the last surviving national treasure general of the Republic to survive the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression.
And now, the canvas-bag young man has insulted his grandfather, and the crime is not punishable.
The old man did not stop his granddaughter, with a pair of pale tiger eyes, looking at Chen Feng with interest.
He wanted to see what this young man who spoke wildly was capable of.
The girl was still nearly ten meters away from Chen Feng, her slender and round legs, she kicked the ground suddenly, and with the help of the power of the earth's rebound, she flew high.
The girl clenched her fists, bringing up a strong wind and hitting Chen Feng's door.
Chen Feng's clothes were hunting.
Seeing that the girl was getting closer and closer to him, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he raised his hand lightly, but his palm did not touch the girl's body.
However, the other party flew out upside down.
The girl's face is pale, and she feels like a kite with a broken string, unable to control her body.
Poof!
The girl flew upside down for nearly 100 meters and fell into the water, making a large splash.
This scene made the middle-aged man who was guarding the jeep frightened and angry, and immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Chen Feng.
"Ah Biao, stop!"
At this moment, the old man, who had not spoken, shouted in a deep voice.