Chapter 47: Undercurrents are surging

Jinjintai Villa is one of the prosperous rich areas in Jianghai City, and all those who can settle down here are all high-class people with heads and faces.

The Xu family is one of them.

In the study, after listening to his son's report, Xu Shoufa couldn't help but wonder: "What is the origin of that Lin Feng, he is too bold, even investors dare to fight?" ”

Xu Kun frowned and said, "I also wonder, they are all surnamed Lin, is it a family?" ”

Xu Shoufa shook his head: "No, how could a family fight, it is estimated to be a coincidence!" ”

"By the way, there's one more thing." Immediately afterwards, Xu Kun told the hotel again.

After listening, Xu Shoufa was even more puzzled: "No...... Did he have water in his brain, and he actually got into a fight with the Yellow Yama King? And then? ”

Xu Kun sighed: "Later, Huang Chuang let those of us who have nothing to do with it go first, leaving Lin Feng ......"

"Heh, you know without asking, it's going to die!" Xu Shoufa lit a cigarette and took a few puffs leisurely.

Xu Kun shook his head like a rattle: "Lin Feng didn't have a, he went to school today, and Huang Chuang also gave his boss a sum of compensation." ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Xu Shoufa was so shocked that he didn't spit out a puff of cigarette, and was almost choked to death, "This ...... How is this possible, King Huang Yan has always killed people without blinking, he can spare Lin Feng without dying, he is already extraordinarily gracious, and he actually gave him money? ”

Xu Kun's face was gloomy: "I can't figure it out either, Huang Chuang is also the boss of the Flying Dragon Gang, why is he so polite to Lin Feng, what a special evil man!" ”

The father and son were hesitating when their phones rang.

Xu Shoufa picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but be shocked, it turned out to be Lin Jingnian calling.

"Good evening, old man, how do you have time to call me?" Xu Shoufa called respectfully.

"Without further ado, I have something to do with you!" Lin Jingnian's words were cold.

"Okay, you have something to say." Xu Shoufa listened honestly.

In the past few years, it has all relied on the support of the Lin family that the Xu family can have the status it has today, do you dare not obey the Lin family's words?

However, the more Xu Shoufa listened, the more his face sank, and in the end, his face had become the bottom of a black pot.

"Old man, let me take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between that Lin Feng and you?" Xu Shoufa asked.

"Don't inquire about this, in a word, you have to kill him at all costs!" Lin Jingnian's calm tone was filled with murderous intent.

"If you can handle this matter well, in the future, all the business of the Lin Group in Jianghai City will be handed over to the Xu family, but if you miss, think about what will happen to the Xue family!"

Xu Shoufa trembled with fright, and his phone almost fell to the ground.

The Xue family used to be a partner of the Lin Group, but later was ruthlessly retaliated against and destroyed by the Lin family because of their mistakes.

"Don't worry, old man, I'll leave this matter to me, and I won't let you down!" Xu Shoufa swore a promise.

"Well, I'm waiting for your good news!" After speaking, Lin Jingnian hung up the phone.

Xu Shoufa let out a sigh of relief and touched his forehead, which turned out to be cold sweat.

"Dad, what's wrong, who scared you like this?" Xu Kun was a little curious.

"Old Man Lin asked us to find a way to kill Lin Feng!" Xu Shoufa said in a deep voice.

"Ah???h Xu Kun was stunned and made a movement to wipe his neck, "Could it be ......?"

Xu Shoufa said: "Although he didn't say it explicitly, the meaning is almost the same, to put Lin Feng to death!" ”

"Great!" Xu Kun slapped his thigh and said happily, "I have long seen that kid is not pleasing to the eye, with the support of the Lin family, I don't believe that I can't kill him!" ”

"Dad, don't you know, someone looked for Lin Feng at the school gate in the afternoon, and I kindly showed the other party the way, but I got a few slaps in the face, it's really unlucky!"

……

Mirror Lake, Mon Province.

"What?"

Knowing that the old man gave the wisteria cardamom to outsiders, Meng Zixuan was shocked, and it took a long time to calm down: "Grandpa, are you crazy?" It took a lot of effort for our family to find that thing, how did you give it away? ”

Wisteria cardamom is an ancient secret medicine, which has the miraculous effect of invigorating blood circulation and removing blood stasis, driving away cold and dampness, and has always been cherished by medical scientists.

However, this drug only grows in difficult and dangerous places, and the gestation time is extremely long, and it has been extinct decades ago.

The box of wisteria cardamom treasured by the Meng family was accidentally found by the old man after spending a lot of effort, and it is not something that can be described by two words.

Now, but an outsider has been cheapened for nothing, how can Meng Zixuan not be shocked?

"Girl, you don't understand, that little brother is not an ordinary person!" Old Man Meng Xin'an sat on the chair, shook the paper fan, and said with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, he must be a martial artist!" ”

Yes?

Meng Zixuan's beautiful eyes widened, and her cherry mouth opened into an "O" shape, shocked to the extreme.

There are seven levels of martial arts, in order, martial artists, martial artists, martial artists, martial artists, martial artists, martial emperors, martial emperors!

Anyone who practices martial arts can be called a martial artist.

If you are successful in learning and can teach apprentices, that is a martial artist, such as Zhou Wushi.

Those who can come out on top in the martial arts drill can be called a martial artist!

Above Wukui is Wuzun, above Wuzun is Wuzong, and above Wuzong is Wuwang.

As for Emperor Wu, they are all legendary characters, belonging to the existence of one person and one country!

"Grandpa, you're not kidding, are you?" Meng Zixuan blinked her long eyelashes and asked, "There are not many martial artists in the country, how can you be touched by such a coincidence?" ”

Meng Xin'an said with a smile: "It won't be wrong, just the strength shown by that young man, it is a bit derogatory to say that it is Wuzun, and it is likely to be above Wuzun!" ”

"Wu Zong?" Meng Zixuan asked in a lost voice.

Meng Xin'an nodded: "Even if it's not, it's almost the same, by the way, girl, I met the four ghosts of the Cao family in the afternoon." ”

Meng Zixuan was shocked: "Grandpa, you're not injured, are you?" ”

Meng Xinan smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all up to that little brother to help, and he used a few willow leaves to repel all the other parties." ”

"Picking leaves hurts? Isn't that a trick in fiction? Meng Zixuan hurriedly asked.

Meng Xin'an snapped his fan shut and gestured in mid-air: "Not only that, but with such a wave of his hand, he instantly cut off a big willow tree that two people were hugging together!" ”

Meng Zixuan suddenly got up from the chair: "This is impossible!" Even if he has great ability, he can't do it! ”

Meng Xin'an motioned to her not to be bored earlier: "This matter is really incredible, but I witnessed all this on the spot, can it be fake?" ”

Meng Zixuan sat down dejectedly, indeed, grandpa has always been old and serious, and he can't lie for an outsider, but this thing is really unbelievable.

Grandpa is Wu Kui, and that person's strength is far above that of grandpa, so there is really nothing wrong with saying that he is Wu Zun.

"The reason why I gave him wisteria cardamom is to repay the grace of saving his life, and secondly, I want to teach this little brother, if it can be used by me, it will definitely be of great benefit to our Meng family in the future!"

Meng Xin'an said seriously.

Meng Zixuan bit her lip lightly and asked slowly, "Grandpa, what about the Mr. Lin I told you before, he is also quite strong." ”

Meng Xin'an shook his head: "That's it, I didn't invite him three times or twice, and we don't have to surrender our identities." ”

"No matter how strong Mr. Lin is, I'm afraid he can't compare to that little brother, so why should we sacrifice our roots?"