Son of Heaven

"That's all?" Yang Zhongyong sneered again and again.

"Of course." Liang Chen replied with a snort. He didn't know why Yang Zhongyong was holding on to this question, and he insisted on linking him with Yu Zhanyuan. What did he mean?

"I'm afraid not. I heard that some families from outside want to reach into the province of J to muddy and mess up the current pot of water, and now they have sent a spokesperson to negotiate with Yu Zhanyuan in secret. Answer me, are you Is it not one of them? If yes, which family does it represent? A group of clowns really think that I, Yang Zhongyong, do not show my power. Do you think I am a sick cat? This is my place. The grand prize of the battle between the aristocratic families who can control everything?" Yang Zhongyong's laughter became colder and colder, and at the same time, there was an indescribable chill.

The two guards were also staring at Liang Chen, their right hands had already been raised two inches, and they touched his waist, where the guns were fired.The fight just now was just an appetizer for warming up, now is the main event, if Liang Chen doesn't answer well, he might be left here.

Liang Chen frowned and glanced over the two guards one by one, and finally fixed on Yang Zhongyong's face. His mind was spinning rapidly, but the expression on his face became more and more calm, because he knew that Yang Zhongyong should be the same Misunderstood.It's just that everything is wrong, how can he explain it clearly? [

Since the explanation is not clear at the moment, he is not in a hurry to explain it. With a faint smile, he walked back to the wine table and sat down leisurely, "Old General Yang, why do you think of me like this?"

"It's very simple. In this province, there are absolutely no more than five people who can go to Deyu Zhanyuan's middle hall, and I know all five of them. I have never seen you before. You must be an outsider. And Yu Zhanyuan What is he for? Who is he? We have known each other for so many years, how can we not know? If you can get on his table, you must be a member of the rivers and lakes. Now it is the eve of the Sword Festival, the underworld forces in J province The cards are about to be reshuffled, and the major families are eyeing the province J that has been unable to fully control it, and they continue to send spokespersons to the province J to make contact. The first stop is naturally to come to the watchman of the province, Yu Zhanyuan, to say hello to him. As far as I know , you went to Yu Zhanyuan's house once or twice, right? To be able to come and go to Yu Zhanyuan's house so intensively in a short period of time, boy, do you think I shouldn't doubt you?" Yang Zhongyong stared at Liang Chen with sharp eyes. The sword seems to be able to break the head of a person invisible.

Liang Chen sighed, and rubbed the center of his brows, "Then why don't you call Uncle Yu yourself or meet him and ask? Isn't everything clear?"

Yang Zhongyong laughed, but he laughed angrily, "Boy, do you really think I'm an idiot? No matter how good our personal relationship is, he will always be black and I will always be white. No matter black or white, each has its own rules. How could he tell me about something important and confidential?"

"Then you have your own intelligence network, right? Mobilize to check my background, there shouldn't be any problem, right?" Liang Chen could only sigh, the old man judged things too subjectively and arbitrarily, he really didn't know How to say it.No wonder, all this was too coincidental. Thinking of this, Liang Chen's heart skipped a beat. Yu Zhanyuan "invited" himself that day, as if his motive might not be as simple as wanting to impress Yang Zhongyong with tea art.As for why, it is not known.