Zhang Ruoyu walked into the courtyard as if he had entered a no-man's land.

As far as the eye can see, except for the verdant plants, pavilions, and pavilions, there is not a single living person.

But he clearly felt that one powerful energy after another was surging from all directions...

And the breath is not good, with malice.

With intuition, Zhang Ruoyu took it towards the core where the aura was the strongest.

Walk through the porch and push the door in.

The huge living room was empty.

Instead, there was a man sitting on the huge balcony behind the living room.

He was making tea and admiring the cliffs beyond his balcony.

The wind was biting, but he was dressed very thinly.

Although his back was facing the living room, Zhang Ruoyu could judge that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool just by seeing his back.

His breath was as thick as substance, and he opened and closed widely.

"I heard, you're in a bad mood?"

Zhang Ruoyu stood with his hands in his hands and stood on the balcony with his feet paced.

In front of the balcony, there is only a simple low guardrail, which only reaches Zhang Ruoyu's waist and abdomen.

If your foot slips and a fierce man falls down, there will be no bones left.

"I was just on the phone, and I had a fight with my daughter."

The man didn't look back, his voice mellow and magnetic: "She warned me, don't touch you." ”

The man took a sip of the teacup, and his voice was indescribably smooth: "No one has ever dared to speak to me in such a tone as hers, or even warn me." ”

Zhang Ruo looked at the precipitous scenery outside the guardrail calmly, and said with thin lips slightly opened: "No one has ever dared to sit earlier than me on the occasion of meeting me, and he didn't even get up to greet him." ”

On the coffee table, there is a pot of tea and a teacup.

The man didn't seem to plan to invite Zhang Ruoyu to tea.

Even if Zhang Ruoyu is Zhang Xiangbei.

"Then you opened your eyes today." The man put down his teacup and lit a cigarette with a steady movement.

When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, he pulled a chair and sat down, staring directly at the man's face.

A face that is even more handsome, handsome and attractive than Han Laomo.

Zhang Ruoyu even felt that he looked a bit like an aunt.

It's not the facial features, it's the temperament.

Affection has nothing to do with this world.

"What do you call it?" Zhang Ruoyu has been foolish for a long time, and his heart has set off waves and entanglements.

He couldn't be as decisive as he usually was.

He tried to look more or less polite.

"The last time your dad saw me, he called me big brother at first." The man refilled himself with a cup of tea, but still ignored Zhang Ruoyu.

The elders also have no obligation to pour tea for the younger ones.

"I'll have my own business with him." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette, drank a few more glasses during the banquet, and was not thirsty.

"The person you call my aunt is my daughter."

The man raised his deep eyes and glanced at Zhang Ruoyu lightly.

Without a trace, the man took Zhang Ruoyu's army.

With Brother Dazhi, he can talk about his own things.

But with his aunt, the woman he respects the most in his life, Zhang Ruoyu can't be indifferent.

"Did my aunt call your father?" Zhang Ruoyu asked coldly.

When the man heard this, he fell silent.

After a long time, he raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Ruoyu: "You are faster than your father, and you react faster." ”

"I heard before that my aunt's father died early." Zhang Ruoyu increased the chips.

"Zhang Xiangbei also died." The man asked rhetorically. "Why are you alive again?"

Zhang Ruoyu frowned slightly.

I met a master chess opponent.

Even his best verbal cannon kung fu doesn't seem to be taking advantage.

"Let's get down to business."

Zhang Ruoyu exhaled a thick cigarette and said loudly: "I went up the mountain to collect debts, for the eight thousand Beimang heroic souls." ”

"I heard."

The man nodded lightly, and said indifferently: "I also heard that you collected the debts of the Li family, killed his two sons, and messed up their funerals." ”

"Now that you've heard about it, you should be mentally prepared." Zhang Ruoyu snuffed out the cigarette and squinted at the man. "Since I'm here, I don't plan to go back empty-handed."

"As an elder, I'm embarrassed to let you go back empty-handed."

The man took a sip of the teacup and said in a deep voice, "According to your style, I have thought of a way that is more in line with your style." ”

"What?" Zhang Ruoyu asked.

"I didn't have a good life as Old Man Li, and I gave birth to two sons with buttholes at once." The man said slowly. "I'm just a daughter, and you want to collect debts."

"Go and kill her, and you should atone for me."

When Zhang Ruoyu heard this, he couldn't sit still.

Eyes instantly turned red.

With a cold gaze, he stared at the man: "You say it again?!" ”

The man was a little anxious when he saw Zhang Ruoyu.

He put down his teacup and snuffed out his cigarette.

He even sat upright, tidied up his collar, and said word by word: "I said, if you want to collect debts, you go and kill Lin Qingxi." ”

"You can't collect any debt from me except her."

"She'll be sad when you're dead."

"Although I haven't seen her for many years, as a father, I don't want her to be too sad."

"Got it? Do you need me to say it again? ”