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Chapter 463 Chapter 463: The Real Cause of Old Ninth Master's Death

Chapter 463: Chapter 463

After the funeral, Jing Zhao asked Chongbai and the others to go back. He wanted to wait for the first seven before going back. The business leaders stayed with him. They lived in Grandma Hong's old house.

The temperature outside is high.

Dogs were barking, cicadas were barking, chickens and ducks were chirping, the village children came back from catching fish, stepped on the mourning paper sprinkled during the funeral, and ran past the small bungalow on the first floor.

There is no air conditioner in the bungalow, the old electric fan shakes violently and makes a creaking sound, and the weather is so hot that even the wind is hot.

A rocking chair was placed under the fan, and Jing Zhao was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed.

"Duru is Sean's subordinate. For money, he sold the news of the old ninth master to Will. Will rushed to the empire and wanted to kill the ninth master to replace him, but Sean hadn't got the old man to save him. It was too chaotic at the time, and the old ninth master was also injured, so he took the hostages and fled to Tonghua Town while taking advantage of the chaos.” Naiwen said, “Wei I searched for traces of the old ninth master everywhere, and finally someone reported the letter."

"Who wrote the letter?"

"It's a woman."

After Nai Wen recruited all, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, begging Jing Zhao to let him live, and said that he knew where the corpse of the old ninth master was.

In the dream, the picture changed, back to when he was a child, Jing Jiuqi was teaching the three-character script of the Xiaojiu Empire.

"Jing Zhao."

"Jing Zhao."

He could hear the voice, it was the business leader calling him, but his body couldn't move, and he didn't seem to be able to breathe.

"Jing Zhao."

"Jing Zhao."

Hand was held.

Jing Zhao opened his eyes, and the electric fan rotating on the roof was the first to catch his eye.

Nightmare is also called ghost press in the folk.

He actually only slept for a while, and Shang Lingling sat next to the rocking chair, holding a fan in his hand: "What happened just now? I didn't wake up after calling you a few times."

He seemed to be struggling just now, sweating a lot, and Shang Lingling wiped him with a handkerchief.

He sat up, his throat dry: "I'm a little thirsty."

Shang Lingling put down the fan and poured water over. She gave him the cup and touched Jingzhao's forehead with the back of her hand: "It's hot, you have a fever." He looked very bad, Shang Lingling said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"I have medicine in the car, just take some medicine, and I don't need to go to the hospital."

He lay down again.

The car was parked in the yard outside, and there was no place to live in the countryside. Ms. Lu and Jing Hedong brought luggage and went back. There were various spare medicines and some supplements in the luggage.

Shang Lingling found the medicine and poured another glass of warm water.

"Jing Zhao."

He closed his eyes: "Yeah."

"Took the medicine."

He got up, took the medicine, and his lips were a little pale.

"Lingling, I just had a dream. I dreamed of my father." Although he only slept for a while, he dreamed of many, many things.

"He's the person I admire most in my life."

Shang Lingling red-eyed and hugged Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao's body was cold, and he was sweating: "I'm not worth it for him."

Jing Jiuqi was once an undercover agent sent by Xilu to fight drugs. After the task was completed, all the undercover agents on that line were sacrificed, and only Jing Jiuqi survived.Xilu didn't believe him and abandoned him.It was Mr. Garson who saved his life. He fled to West Myanmar and founded Tu Ying in Vijalanda, the hinterland of West Myanmar. He saved many people, offended many people, intercepted many smuggled goods, and burned them. Lots of poppy fields.His life was legendary until he saved a woman he shouldn't have saved.

Jing Zhao once said to him that he was good at everything, but that he looked at women too badly.

He wasn't angry either, saying that it was worth it and that he had a very good son.

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