Although he was picked up by a broken van, Chen Yang ended up staying in a five-star hotel.

To be precise, it's not living, it's being placed under house arrest.

He was placed on the 45th floor of a hotel building, waiting for the Ling family's arrangement.

This level is a full five days.

Everything was available in the hotel.

It's just that there's no internet.

Not even a TV.

Chen Yang could only sit on the luxurious balcony of more than 30 square meters every day, staring blankly at the spectacular city skyline in front of him, while quietly waiting for his death.

In the first few days, he missed his daughter the most.

But after slowly accepting the reality that he couldn't chase her back for the time being, Chen Yang had to let go for the time being.

He is like a scumbag waiting for the results of the college entrance examination, although he knows that he will not be able to pass the exam, but he always has a trace of expectation in his heart, imagining that he can suddenly receive an admission letter from Peking University and Tsinghua University.

Finally, on the morning of the sixth day, the notice arrived.

The doorbell of the room was ringing, but this time it was not the waitress who delivered the food, but a well-dressed female secretary.

She was holding a delicate suit.

"Mr. Chen, please tidy up your meter within forty minutes."

"Remember, tie it."

Chen Yang couldn't help but smile.

Grass.

Do you still have to wear a tie on the execution ground?

Is it so ceremonial?

After taking the suit, Chen Yang took care of it in the bathroom.

When I came out again, there was already a Lincoln parked downstairs.

Getting into the car and driving along the city ring for half an hour, he finally arrived at the Venerable Dragon Gate Lord, Ling Tian's Mansion.

Here, it is a private tropical estate covering more than 2,000 acres.

Although the area is not particularly exaggerated, you must know that this is the Crescent City where every inch of land is valuable.

The price of the apartment outside starts at 100,000 square meters, and it is all pigeon cages.

In this kind of place, with a private estate of more than 2,000 acres, the strength of the Ling family can be seen.

The manor is rich in vegetation and a variety of tropical landscapes, which are constantly maintained and pruned by well-dressed subordinates.

Some plants are not suitable for tropical cultivation and are even equipped with separate air conditioning.

At the same time, in the shade of greenery, you can see armed security guards in black secret service uniforms patrolling all over the manor.

Chen Yang knew that these people with guns could only be regarded as peripheral security at best, and the real watchman of this manor was probably a peerless martial artist hidden in the house.

The car eventually stopped at the entrance of a Chinese-style courtyard.

At the door, the reception lady repeatedly checked Chen Yang's appearance, and then changed his shoes to make sure that he did not have any weapons on his body, and not even a single speck of dust on his body, before putting him into the courtyard.

The security in the hospital is obviously stricter, basically ten steps and one post, five steps and one sentry.

The most important thing is that none of the security guards inside are equipped with guns.

Not having a gun in the dragon gate is a symbol of strength, and only the weak need a thermal weapon as a support.

Eventually, Chen Yang came to a large reception room.

"Please wait here, Mr. Ling will see you soon."

After the servant announced, he quickly retreated.

Chen Yang raised his eyes and looked around, and there was nothing in the room with a solid wood floor, except for a silent dragon guard standing on each side.

There were no tables or chairs, and there was only a deep corridor leading inside, at the end of which was a dragon-shaped screen.

It seems that all the people who want to meet Ling Tian in normal times, whether they are international wealthy businessmen or foreign presidents, have to wait here.

Moreover, it is standing and waiting.

As for how long you stand, it may all depend on the mood of the owner inside.

Chen Yang stood still.

After another forty minutes of waiting, there was finally the sound of footsteps inside.

Some surprises are that it was Ling Wei who came out.

She walked out of the room with a few people quickly, and after meeting Chen Yang at the door, she didn't say hello, just nodded slightly, and then turned around and left.

On Chen Yang's head, a question mark slowly popped up.

Ah, hey.

What does nodding mean?

Morse code?

Just as he looked confused, a maid reminded him softly.

"Mr. Chen, please follow me."

Chen Yang came back to his senses and followed her through the narrow corridor to behind the screen.

Finally.

After crossing 4,000 kilometers and waiting for five days, Chen Yang finally met Ling Tian, the master of the contemporary Dragon Gate, the legendary Hidden King, and Ling Wei's father.

He's a middle-aged man.

Drinking tea.

The action is flat.

But Chen Yang just glanced at it more, and was quickly pulled by the subordinates who followed in.

"Don't stare at Mr. Ling."

Chen Yang had no choice but to lower his gaze and move elsewhere in the room.

It was found.

There's a corpse over there.

He just died, and his head was still bleeding.

Looks like he's an unlucky subordinate.

In front of the corpse, Liu Yong and the eight dragon guards he brought to Zhonghai were buried dead, and they even breathed quietly.

"What's going on?"

Chen Yang's brows furrowed, recalling that Ling Wei had just come out of here, and secretly began to speculate about the situation in front of him.

It's obvious.

Today is the day when Ling Tian finally finds time to deal with his daughter's sneaking away to Zhonghai.

Ling Wei and Liu Zhongyong arrived together, but she went out first unharmed, and nodded to herself.

This means that she landed safely.

Although he didn't know what reason he was looking for, Ling Tian didn't pursue her for leaking the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

At least, she was not held accountable.

But judging from the corpse on the ground, Ling Tian was in a very bad mood today.

The guy who fell to the ground had a teapot scattered around his hand, and Chen Yang secretly raised his eyelids to see that there were also water stains on the ground where Ling Tian was sitting.

It seems that this unlucky guy died here because he poured tea and spilled water.

A big man of Ling Tian's level could be so angry that he lost his temper when he took down someone, which was enough to prove that he was angry in his heart.

If it was Chen Yang in the past, he could only think of this at most.

But he suddenly remembered that Ling Wei had taught him psychoanalysis before.

Don't look at people by right and wrong, look at people with interests.

Why was Ling Tian so angry?

Chen Yang speculated a little, and there could only be three reasons.

Ling Wei was disobedient and leaked the top-secret exercises.

Liu Yong did not fulfill his responsibilities and did not take good care of the young lady.

Chen Yang is too ordinary, Ling Wei took such a thing home......

Judging from Ling Wei's safe passage just now, the first possibility has been ruled out.

Now there are only two possibilities.

And just as Chen Yang was thinking wildly, Ling Tian's voice suddenly exploded.

"Coming?"

Chen Yang subconsciously raised his head: "Hmm." ”

The two of them just met their eyes, and Ling Tian looked him up and down.

It didn't matter if it hit it, the people next to him instantly sweated.

The Ling family has a lot of taboos.

The first of these is not to look directly at the master.

Chen Yang had already reminded him when he entered the door, but now ......

Just when the next people were about to clean up one more corpse.

"You're young."

"Sit."

Ling Tian suddenly whispered and said two words.

He didn't say where to sit, but picked up his cup and began to drink tea.

Chen Yang's mind went blank.

To sit, or not to sit?

The words of the big man have too many mysteries to understand!

Hesitated for a second.

"Fuck it, it's probably a death anyway."

Chen Yang gritted his teeth.

Syllable!

Simply sat down opposite Ling Tian.

The surrounding subordinates were shocked again.

This Chen Yang is really deadly!

In that position, the young lady came back just now, and she didn't dare to sit down!

He actually sat down!

The next ending should be obvious.

Ling Tian would smash a teacup on his head, and then ask someone to drag him down to collect his body.

However.

Ling Tian moved naturally and slowly put down the teacup.

It wasn't until the moment the teacup fell on the table that Chen Yang realized that his heart rate had also dropped from 180 to the normal range.

As soon as his heartbeat calmed down, Liu Yong's voice suddenly exploded.

"Master, this guy steals the dragon elephant magic skill, and he is so disrespectful to you, shouldn't he be killed?!"

He lowered his head and spoke quickly towards Ling Tian.

"Miss went to Zhonghai this time just to find him, he is just an ordinary person in Zhonghai, no matter from any point of view, he is not worthy of Miss, let alone the Ling family!"

"Even if Miss privately taught him the power of the dragon elephant in order to gild him, he is now just a mere martial artist, he has no background, if Miss is with him, it will only make the Ling family a laughing stock!"

"What's more...... What's more, the people of the Ye family will never agree. ”

"Master, it is reasonable to be reasonable, Chen Yang should be executed on the spot, otherwise there will be no majesty in my Dragon Gate!"

His mouth was like a machine gun.

The pressure released before was all spewed out towards Chen Yang at this moment.

Chen Yang did not respond.

He just turned his head to look at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian was far more calm than he imagined, he slowly stroked the tea lid with one hand, and waited for Liu Yong to speak for several minutes, but he never spoke.

When Liu Yong shut up.

Deathly silence enveloped the room.

The more silent they were, the more nervous they became.

Because they were all guessing, guessing what Ling Tian was thinking.

But no one, including Chen Yang, could guess the mind of this iron-masked monarch.

Along with the silence is an increasingly powerful sense of oppression.

The air in the room gradually froze.

The air conditioner was clearly on inside, but everyone was sweating.

Except for Ling Tian.

He just thought quietly, and made a decision in his heart.

Finally.

After a few long minutes, he suddenly spoke.

"Liu Yong, how many years have you followed our family?"

Liu Yong's body trembled suddenly.

Finished.

Ling Tian opened his mouth and pointed to him, most of the time there was no good thing.

His lips trembled.

"Three...... Thirty-seven years, sir. ”

"Oh." Ling Tian picked up the teacup again, "Over the years, has the Ling family treated you badly?" ”

"Nope."

Liu Yong's heart began to sink.

Ling Tian nodded, took a sip of tea, and then sighed softly.

"Then now, it's time for you to repay the Ling family."

"Find a tree outside, please hang it yourself."

"I'm still busy, so I won't send you."