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The girls' faces paled instantly, and they replied in unison: "Understood!"

The pure girl didn't speak again, and continued to move forward with a cold expression. The two girls followed her slowly, not daring to take more than half a step. They arrived at the back hill of the manor in a short time. The pure girl glanced at the entrance with sharp eyes. The burly men with guns bowed their heads at the same time, and shouted respectfully in unison: "Hi, Miss!"

The pure girl nodded slightly, and then stepped in.

Fenghua Manor is built on the mountain, with an open space of more than ten acres in front, and a mountain with an altitude of more than [-] meters in the back. White clouds linger on the top of the mountain, but it seems that it is within reach.

When the breeze blows, the green grass and emerald trees are shaking, and the birds are jumping and chirping among them, adding countless vitality to this quiet and peaceful manor.

The innocent girl ignored the scenery and turned to the right.

Tens of meters away on the right, there is a waterfall with splashing water droplets. Although it is not big, the water is very fast. The white water keeps pouring into the small pool below. At this time, there is a person sitting cross-legged in the icy small pool. , he was bare-chested, with hideous and terrifying tattoos all over his chest and back, and countless drops of water formed on his skin.

The innocent girl stepped onto the gazebo near the pool and scanned the hanging thermometer: 8 degrees Celsius.

The weather is so cold, one can imagine how the pool water is freezing. The small pavilion is about [-] meters above the ground, connected by a wooden corridor, and the wooden floor is smooth and clean. It seems that it is washed every day. Sitting on the floor without making a sound, staring at the figure in the pond intently.

When the person in the soak heard the movement, he opened his eyes like an old monk meditating.

Tang Rong's sharp face was Tang Rong. Looking at the girl who had just arrived, a trace of warmth rose in his eyes: "Wan'er, did you work hard?"

Although the innocent girl is young, she has a calm and stern temperament, but she is not much worse than Tang Rong.

This innocent girl is Tang Rong's daughter, Tang Wan'er, a born beauty, she was sent to study in the United States by Tang Rong when she was very young. In other words, Tang Wan'er staying in the Celestial Dynasty will bring endless troubles to the Tang family.

Tang Jianguo, who was very superstitious at the time, happened to be in trouble, so he ordered Tang Rong to send six-year-old Tang Waner to the United States. Although the always filial Tang Rong knew it was Taoist nonsense, he had no choice but to obey his father's order and send his daughter to the United States to study and live. Let Tang Rong, who was originally enjoying family happiness, separate from his daughter.

Fortunately, Tang Rong is a very affectionate person, and every year he takes time to come to the United States to see her.

After more than ten years, the Tang clan has already occupied half of the underworld in the Celestial Dynasty. Tang Wan'er, who was in a cold and warm situation, already had her own strong character.

She refused her father's advice without hesitation, and ignored Tang Jianguo's regret.

She insisted on staying in the United States to live and develop, and occasionally helped Tang Rong deal with overseas affairs. The establishment and survival of the Malacca pirates owed a lot to Tang Waner. She suggested that Tang Rongjing recruit people and slowly become king, so as not to disturb the local pirates. In the case of their interests, they gradually expanded their power and achieved hegemony by cannibalizing. Tang Rong adopted her opinion, which is why Tangmen has a powerful navy.

Tang Rong stood up slowly from the pool wearing a large towel. The gusts of mountain wind did not make him tremble in the slightest. He went to the changing room and put on clean clothes before slowly sitting beside Tang Wan'er: "Wan'er, we haven't seen each other for almost a whole year, it's really hard for you to wander overseas alone!"

Tang Wan'er's face was calm, and she answered clearly: "It's 297 days!"

As if he was used to his daughter's demanding attitude towards details, Tang Rong smiled faintly, patted her on the shoulder and praised: "Wan'er, do you know what your greatest strength is? It is the pursuit of perfection and attention to detail. His mind is far beyond that of your brother, but he is comparable to Chu Tian in the impression of being a father!"

Tang Wan'er's eyelids moved slightly, and she said noncommittally, "Tang Tianao is spoiled by you!"

Thinking of Fang Jun's phone call just now, Tang Rong bowed his head and smiled wryly: "No way, who called him an only son? Both your grandfather and aunts have accommodated him in every possible way, and let him develop an arrogant and domineering bad nature since he was a child. Regret is to let him learn some hidden weapons, if he doesn't have this ability, maybe he can make less trouble!"

Tang Wan'er flashed ridicule, and replied lightly: "Is he more than a little less trouble? The Tang Sect lost 23 billion because of him, including the 14 billion lost in the final battle of Phoenix Mountain, and the [-] million lost in the battle of Zhengzhou. As well as the [-] million yuan that came out of other accidents, Tang Tianao is really a prodigal!"

"Give me this 23 billion, and I can conquer two small countries in Africa!"

Seeing his daughter scolding Tang Tianao, Tang Rong's face was not angry but happy, he laughed and said: "Yes, I, Tang Rong, have a son who is not good enough, but I also have a daughter who is very smart, Wan'er, what? Time to go back to China and help father?"

The tone became a little lonely at this point: "The domestic situation is too serious!"

Tang Wan'er frowned, and asked calmly, "Yunnan was taken by Chutian?"

Tang Rong exhaled heavily, and replied with a wry smile: "No, Chutian is still keeping his promise, but he has already buried a lot of chess pieces. As long as he wants Yunnan, it is completely easy. Yunnan Tangmen is Unable to withstand Shuai Jun's attack, although the words are a bit frustrating, they are true!"

Stretching out her hands to catch the fallen leaves that were flying by, Tang Wan'er carefully inspected their textures.

After more than ten seconds, she spoke with peaceful eyes: "I have studied Chutian's big and small battles, and every time I fought, I won more with less, and forced to retreat the opponent. He is a master of extraordinary skills and a rare general, but if the sword moves too far, it is easy to cut yourself!"

"How is the situation in Yunnan now?"

Faced with her jumping thinking, Tang Rong sighed lightly, and replied without the slightest emotion: "Fang Jun called just now, and your ineffective brother went to assassinate Chu Tian, ​​and as a result, more than twenty gunmen were all killed. If Hall Master Fang hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid even your brother would have died at the hands of Chu Tian!"

After hearing this, she frowned deeply: "Tang Tianao! Not only is he a pig, but he is also an arrogant pig!"

Tang Rong gestured for two cups of clear tea, picked up one of the cups of light tea, the tea was always sharp, looked at the Feiliu waterfall in the distance, and said slowly: "Yes, your brother is really reckless, thinking Chu When Tian was seriously injured, he could take the opportunity to sneak attack, but he didn't expect the dying tiger's power to remain the same."

Tang Wan'er also picked up the tea, drank a couple of sips and asked, "What conditions did Chu Tian offer to release him?"

Tang Rong's eyes froze slightly, and he replied in a deep voice: "Tian Ao killed Chu Tian's sworn brother this time, in order to explain to the rest of his brothers, he had to take your elder brother to the knife, he didn't ask for money or land, but Fang The hall master personally cut off Tang Tianao's limbs, facing this situation, what else can I do except agree?"

The tea was poured into his mouth in an instant and flowed down his throat.

A sneer flashed, and the woman exhaled like blue: "This trick is really vicious. It wants to force Fang Jun and Tang Tianao to turn against each other and cause civil turmoil in Tangmen. The Shuaijun can take advantage of it when the time comes!"

Then he sighed: "Unfortunately, we know his intentions but we can't stop him, because the eldest brother is the one who will take revenge!"

XXXXXX Tang Rong looked at the rippling water waves, and said kindly: "Yes, but I can't let your elder brother be killed by Chutian. It was a big slap in the face, so hall master Fang made a move, and in a way, he still saved the face of the Tang clan!"

With a rare sigh, Tang Wan'er said lightly, "Has your illness been found out?"

Tang Rong turned around slowly and met his daughter's eyes calmly, with the warmth of a father on his face: "It was found out that the lung cancer is in the middle and late stages, and it can last for three to five years if it is cured. If the condition continues to deteriorate, it is estimated that there will be seven or eight. The lifespan of a month may be due to working too hard when you were young, resulting in illness from overwork!"

"After half a month, surgery is needed!"

If any other father faced his illness, he might tell a white lie to reassure his daughter, but Tang Rong knew her daughter's character, even if she didn't tell the truth, she would find out the truth in her own way, instead of going around It is better to tell the truth than toss, and it can save her a lot of energy.

The wind blew across the water, brushing Tang Wan'er's long hair.

There was no wave on her expression, as if the sick person in front of her was not her father. Tang Wan'er drank the tea calmly, then stood up and replied, "I'm going to get rid of my hands now. I will return to China to preside over the overall situation in three days. Stay in the United States and focus on medical treatment, you must not deal with the Tang Sect anymore!"

This is not like what a daughter said to her father at all, but rather like an instruction from a superior to a subordinate.

But there was no displeasure on Tang Rong's face. On the contrary, he smiled gratifyingly. He patted his daughter on the shoulder and said, "Okay! With Wan'er coming out to help me, I don't have any worries, but I have something to say to my father." I urge you to be cautious when dealing with Chutian, I have already fought for peace for two months!"

"Use this little time to get to know him seriously!"

Tang Wan'er stepped forward to kiss her father's forehead lightly, then turned around and walked back the way she came, without looking back, she said a few words: "Don't worry, I have learned to be patient and wait in the more than ten years of being alone in the United States, unless See the Qicun of the poisonous snake, otherwise I will never act rashly! Please believe me!"

Tang Rong nodded slightly, and said loudly: "Of course I believe you!"

Without responding to Tang Rong's words, Tang Wan'er walked straight out of the back hill, quietly shed two tears when turning the corner, and then rushed into the garage at the fastest speed. In seven or eight seconds, a red Ferrari sports car drove from inside out, leaving Fenghua Manor at lightning speed and racing on the highway.

Tang Wan'er's hair fluttered like black flames, stirring like a song in the wind.

After more than 30 kilometers, two luxury sports cars caught up.

Four strong white men kept whistling, and one guy stood up regardless of the danger, made obscene gestures to Tang Wan'er, and shouted with a manly smile: "Yo, oriental beauty, you have good driving skills, no How do you know bed skills? Are you interested in competing with Frank?"

Tang Wan'er's expression turned cold for a moment, and she stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

The sports car on the left couldn't dodge in time and was knocked over. It turned over seven or eight somersaults on the road before stopping. You didn't need to look to know that the people in the car were in danger. It crashed into Frank's vehicle like a meteor, and the slender fingers were frighteningly cold in the sun.

The arc drawn by the cold woman's nails is as illusory and beautiful as the lines of fate.