It has been raining for two days. The rain was not heavy and misty, but it had no intention of stopping.

The air became damp and cold, and at night, the chill soaked the clothes and penetrated the flesh and skin, as if the marrow and soul were cold.

On this cold, miserable and miserable autumn rainy night, a person guards a house, the more atmospheric and luxurious the house, the more empty and deserted, the more people feel cold and lonely.

The drizzle knocked on the windowpane, and the sound of "rustling" was clear in the study; The cold wind blew through the empty living room outside, and the sound of "whine" sounded as if there was an evil spirit outside the door.

The lights were on, the study was bright, as if it was daytime, Zheng Yi sat on the chair behind the desk, her hair scattered, staring out the window in a daze.

This middle-aged widowed woman looked pitiful.

The position where she sits is the position where Li Weiming often sits, and countless major decisions of the Mingyi Group are made by Li Weiming here;

The place she looked out was the place where Li Weiming had an accident, and the hateful woman over the Yangtze River had split the helicopter in half with a sword;

What she was thinking about was the picture before Li Weiming's accident that day, Li Weiming's every word, every action, and every expression.

She wondered, if she had forcibly kept Wei Ming that day, would things have changed? Wouldn't Minute die? At least not to die that badly.

She couldn't forgive herself, she felt her heart hurt, but her heart felt empty, and she found herself going round and round and never going to be able to walk out of that morning again.

"Wei Ming......" she closed her eyes, took another deep breath, and opened them, with grief and hatred in her eyes, "I must make them pay!" ”

"Knock knock!"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but be shocked, and quickly looked at the door.

She was the only one in the house, and no one else. How could someone knock on the door?

"Is it Normin back?" The thought popped into her head, and there was some hope in her heart.

But she quickly denied it, and she raised her hand, pulled open the drawer under the desk, and fumbled in it, reaching for a bright silver pistol.

She held a gun in both hands, and pointed it at the door.

"A thief? Or ......" she had an idea in her head.

Sure enough, the person outside the door knocked on the door again, "Knock knock", and finally someone spoke, in the voice of a gentle and polite young man, and he asked, "Is anyone inside?" ”

On a cold autumn rainy night, a young man breaks into the door of a middle-aged widow's room, which seems to be very charming, but in fact, it is full of horror.

Zheng Yi had a two-point appearance when she was young, but now she is already old and decrepit, and she doesn't think that there will be a young man who can look up to her, she swallowed her saliva, aimed at the muzzle of the door, and trembled.

The man outside the door continued: "Hello Aunt Zheng, I'm Zhang Ziyu, I have something I want to talk to you about. ”

"Wow~"

As soon as the man's voice outside the door fell, the trigger of the pistol in Zheng Yi's hand was pulled by her.

Zhang Ziyu, she naturally knows this name. Before her husband died, she had dealt with this name many times; The death of her husband is inextricably linked to this person; After her husband's death, she did not bypass the name when she investigated the cause of his death.

A Zhang Ziyu, a Lingshi sword, she pulled out these two people through various clues. These two immortal cultivators killed her husband. The woman who shot that day was Ling Shijian.

These two people, she can't wait to eat their flesh raw!

But alas, the pistol's safety was not opened, and no bullets were shot.

She was stunned for a moment, looked down at the gun in her hand, and then hurriedly went to find the pistol insurance.

"Auntie, I'm in, huh?" The young man who called himself Zhang Ziyu outside the door may have heard an abnormal sound in the room and pushed the door open suddenly.

Zheng Yi hadn't found the location of the gun's safety yet, and looked up at the door.

It turned out that there was more than one person outside the door, there were three people.

The first to walk in was a fresh and handsome young man with a faint smile on his face, Zheng Yi had seen his photos more than once and knew that he was Zhang Ziyu;

Behind him was a beautiful young woman, wearing a sportswear and a high ponytail, Zheng Yi also knew, it was the most hateful Lingshi sword;

The last person to come in was a dark-skinned, tall man, who was Wang Tao.

Zhang Ziyu entered the door and saw the gun in Zheng Yi's hand, he was slightly stunned, but he didn't care, he couldn't catch the bullet, but Lingshi Sword could.

He glanced at the study, and walked to the idle sofa in front of the bookshelf, which was about where Li Weiming used to receive guests.

"Auntie, take it easy, let's talk." He walked over to the couch and sat down.

Zheng Yi saw that the three of them had already entered the house, and the original panic and weakness disappeared in an instant, replaced by coldness and tenacity. has become a superior, what a strong woman should look like.

The gun in her hand still didn't find a safe, she slowly put it on the table, and then leaned back in the chair, and her powerful aura spread out.

"What is there to talk about?" She asked in a faint tone.

"As the saying goes, when the time comes for retribution, the grievance should not be resolved." Zhang Ziyu smiled, "Why don't we take a step back?" ”

"Take a step back?" Zheng Yi sneered, "I can take a step back, but what qualifications do you have to take a step back now?"

"Because you're an immortal cultivator? But you've been tricked. Your family has lost their financial resources and is being watched twenty-four hours by my hired killers. As long as I don't want to torture you, I can order you to be killed. ”

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

"When she killed my husband, my heart was dead." Zheng Yi glanced at Ling Shijian, "I'm still alive to avenge my husband." I want to torture your relatives, I want you two to live rather than die, and I want you to bury my husband together! ”

The monstrous hatred in Zheng Yi's words, Zhang Ziyu didn't care, he still smiled, and asked again: "You are not afraid of death, what about Li Weiyi?" ”

"This is to avenge her father, even if she dies, she will understand." Zheng Yi replied, "The revenge of killing my father is not shared!" ”

"You don't think we can find her, do you?" Zhang Ziyu asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Yi's face changed slightly, but he still asked coldly, "Then can you find it?" ”

Zhang Ziyu didn't continue to talk about Li Weiyi's question, and after a change of words, he asked again: "What do you rely on?" Mingyi Group? Relying on Mingyi economic sanctions? Relying on Ming Yi to ask Gu Immortal to make a move? ”

"So what?" Zheng Yi's chin raised slightly, "Even if you are an immortal cultivator, what can you do with Ming Yi?"

"You're going to kill all the people in the Mingyi Group? You see if the official will take action against this, and whether the righteous path sect in the immortal cultivation world can let you go! ”

"It seems that you know a lot about immortal cultivators!" Zhang Ziyu shook his head with a smile, and asked again, "Then how much do you know about spells, immortal arts, and supernatural powers?" ”

"There is a law to everything!" Zheng Yi said, "There is nothing magical about spells. ”

Zhang Ziyu said: "You can ask someone to plant Gu for me, then guess I can use spells to control Ming Yi's people, or even control you?" ”

Zheng Yi sneered: "If you could, you would have done it a long time ago." Why bother talking nonsense with me here? ”

"How do you know I didn't do it?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

Zheng Yi's face sank.

"I said, let's take a step back." Zhang Ziyu continued, "Your life, your daughter's life, and Mingyi's life are something I can regress; Our parents' lives, their business, is something you need to regress. ”

He persuaded again, "Auntie, take a step back and open the sky." ”

Zheng Yi's eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly laughed coldly: "Good boy, you are a sharp-toothed boy, you dare to bluff me!" Vainly trying to empty the gloves of the white wolf here with me. Your life...... The lives of your parents are firmly in my hands...... What are you going to do with me......"

"Xiangjiang ......" Zhang Ziyu suddenly said the name of this place inexplicably.

But when Zheng Yi heard this, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't say any more.

"Heung Kong, Central, No. 9527." Zhang Ziyu finished speaking.

Zheng Yi stared at Zhang Ziyu fiercely, nervous and hateful, all in his eyes. Because she understood at this time that Zhang Ziyu really knew where her daughter was hiding.

Looking at her appearance, Zhang Ziyu snapped his fingers behind him again, Wang Tao took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed it twice on the screen, and a recording came out:

"What do you want?" A processed voice came out.

"First, the hiding place of Zheng Yi's daughter and Li Weiyi; The second ...... "This is Zhang Ziyu's voice."

At this point, the recording was cut off by Wang Tao.

But coupled with the fact that Zhang Ziyu knew Li Weiyi's hiding place, it was already obvious, and he smiled: "Mingyi's decision-making level, there are already many people who have been controlled by me. I'm going to destroy Mingyi, it's very simple, you don't need to kill people. ”

Zheng Yi stood up, gritted his teeth, and stared at Zhang Ziyu as if looking at a demon.

"You say that you are a mortal, why should you fight with us immortal cultivators?" Zhang Ziyu had the chance to win, and said with a light smile, "Those killers can't kill my parents; When Mingyi went bankrupt, the so-called economic sanctions were gone.

"You know what? In fact, it's not that you lose both, it's that you fight you and your daughter to death. ”

Zheng Yi gasped for breath, as if pressed by an invisible mountain.

"You may be thinking, why did I come to negotiate with you when I have the advantage in all aspects?" Zhang Ziyu smiled and asked himself, "Because God has the virtue of a good life, we have cultivated immortals, pay attention to an indifferent fame and fortune, and are dedicated to the Tao, and do not want to kill." ”

He paused, stood up, and finally said, "Alright, that's all I have to say." Auntie, take a step back? ”

But as soon as his voice fell, Zheng Yi over there picked up the gun on the table without a safety like crazy, and kept pulling the trigger on Zhang Ziyu, she screamed: "I'm going to kill you!" Kill you! ”

No bullets came, Zhang Ziyu smiled faintly, didn't care, and walked out of the door with Lingshi Sword and Wang Tao.

"I hope you'll stay away from my parents." He said.

Watching the backs of the three disappear in the doorway, Zheng Yi sat back in her chair and looked at the darkness outside, despair and madness kept changing in her eyes.

Out of Zheng Yi's house, on the road in the villa area, Wang Tao asked Zhang Ziyu: "Do you really want to take a step back?" ”

In the dark, he couldn't see Zhang Ziyu's face clearly, but when Zhang Ziyu turned his head to look at him, he clearly felt the mockery on his face, and he asked rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

Wang Tao didn't know, but he felt that the autumn rain was colder.

This is the Zhang Ziyu he knows, but it's not. He knew that Zhang Ziyu couldn't give up, but he didn't know what Zhang Ziyu would do, to what extent, would he really kill someone?