Flowers steal fragrance

"Is there anything else, Mrs. Zhang?" Old man Yan asked directly without looking up when he heard the footsteps of someone coming.

"Will I definitely be Mrs. Zhang?" The prince smiled and motioned Miranda to look for Mrs. Zhang outside the house.

Hearing the prince's voice, old man Yan suddenly raised his head, frowned, and looked at him carefully.

Then he smiled softly, "I've seen your picture, you are a prince."

The prince nodded, "The old man just stays calm, yes, I am the prince."

"You are so courageous that you even dared to touch my house." Old man Yan smiled, "You don't know that if I press this button lightly, the guards downstairs and my eldest son on the opposite side will be killed." Will you know what's wrong with me?"

The prince nodded, "I understand what you said, but I also want to remind you that you may be dead before you press the button. Really, you have to believe me."

"Since you have seen my photo, it means you have investigated me. Then you should know my character and my strength."

"For an old man you are covering up, it is not more difficult for me to kill you than killing a pig, is it?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "You have to know that I still have a job on my body. If you kill me, the law will not let you go."

The prince shrugged indifferently, "It is impossible for me to let my sister's revenge just because of the existence of the law."

"If the law was so useful and powerful back then, your eldest grandson wouldn't have had the chance to go to the plaster country, right?"

"Hey," the old man sighed softly, "To be honest, your sister's incident was the worst I ever handled. Just for a grandson who didn't live up to expectations, I provoked such a powerful enemy like you .”

The prince was slightly taken aback, "Did you really regret it?"

The old man nodded, "Of course, I wanted to visit your sister afterwards, but who knew she had become a vegetable. I'm really sorry for you and your sister."

"It's rare for you to say sorry." The prince sneered, "Since you have told the truth, I also want to tell you that your eldest grandson is in Yokohama, and I did it."

The old man nodded calmly, "I can already guess this matter."

"Also," the prince continued, "I was also responsible for your second grandson's accident in Jinghua."

The old man pursed his lips and leaned his head lightly on the back of the wheelchair, "I thought you did this, but I gave up because there is really no evidence."

"All the evidence shows that it was done by a woman, and she couldn't be found at all," the old man said regretfully. Keep your mouth shut and don't make irresponsible remarks about me behind my back."

"But I didn't expect that my second son should be the one who did it, right?"

The prince nodded openly, "On the expressway from the provincial capital to Binhai, we moved our hands." The prince smiled, "The process is not very complicated."

"Then can you tell me?" The old man looked at the prince seriously, "can you tell me that the camel next to Guoliang belongs to you?"

The prince smiled, "The camel? Is he still alive? Didn't I burn the body?"

"It's really not yours?" The old man looked at him incredulously, "If the camel is not yours, how did you know that my second son was going from the provincial capital to Binhai at that time? "

The prince shrugged, "Master, you don't need to know these things. After all, what's the use of knowing more about a dead person?"

Just then, Miranda opened the door and came in, nodded to the prince, "It's done, that Mrs. Zhang has already passed out."

"It's you!" The old man pointed at Miranda tremblingly, his eyes widened, "It was you, you killed my grandson."

Miranda frowned, and looked at the prince puzzled, "What is this old man talking about? Was it stimulated by your fright?"

"I don't have it!" Old man Yan stood up tremblingly, and took out a chapter and a piece of film from his arms.

After the prince and Miranda looked at each other, they pursed their lips and smiled.That photo is a photo taken by the second grandson of the Yan family at the bar in Binhai.

"You have good eyesight, old man." Miranda snorted coldly, "This man, at such an advanced age, recognized me right away. It seems he still remembers me fresh."

"Hmph!" The old man stared at Miranda angrily, "You are the murderer of my second grandson, of course I will remember you forever."

"By the way, what have you done to Mrs. Zhang?" the old man asked anxiously.

"It's not much, but it's sure to sleep for a few days." Miranda spread her hands, "I can give her a way out, and that's enough."

The prince nodded, "Very good, it's more humane."

"Nonsense, I'm already human, okay?" Miranda glanced at him angrily, then looked at the old man and continued, "By the way, this photo is really good, it's so clear."

"What's the use of being clear?" The old man laughed at himself resignedly, "My grandson can't be resurrected after I recognize you, and I can't take revenge at all."

The prince smiled and shook his head, "Don't think about revenge, and you don't have time to study whether you can survive today. Because I'm here to kill you."

"My life is worthless," the old man said with a bitter smile, "I still have my eldest son, he will take care of the family."

The prince was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Your son is so close to you, the front and back buildings?"

The old man nodded, "If you want to do anything to me, I will definitely press it. So, you better go."

"Haha!" Miranda smiled, "I said old man, don't you think too much?"

The prince also pursed his lips and smiled, "Old man, my goal this time is to target all members of the Yan family, so this time, neither you nor your son can escape."

"What did you say?" The old man glared at him sharply, "My eldest son never targeted you at all, why did you do that?"

"Not only did he target me, but he was serious!"

The prince shouted and cursed, "If your eldest son doesn't show up, if your grandfather doesn't show up, will your second grandson think of going to Binhai to kill me?"

"Or, it was his own doing that your second grandson went to Binhai to kill me?" The prince snorted and snorted coldly, "If you really answered that way, I wouldn't believe it either."

"Are you kidding me?" The prince pursed his lips, "Your eldest grandson got into trouble and ran away by himself. When your second grandson happened to be able to accept the inheritance of the family property, he ran over to avenge his elder brother. Do you think I would Do you believe it?"

The old man took a deep breath and looked at the two resentfully, "So, do you want our Yan family to be wiped out without any one left?"

"Of course not," said the prince with a smile. "Don't you have a little grandson, the illegitimate son of your eldest son?"

"As long as he doesn't die, your Yan family can't be considered extinct."

"Impossible!" The old man frowned and looked at the prince, "How did you know about this?"

The prince shrugged, "Just now, when Mrs. Zhang was talking to you, when you said to let him take care of your little grandson, the two of us happened to be at the stairs, so we both heard it."

For a moment, the old man's aura completely weakened, "My little grandson really didn't do anything to hurt you, I beg you, don't hurt him."

"Damn!" the prince rubbed his nose, "I tell you, you'd better not play with me and pretend to be pitiful."

"Back then, my sister bullied you, your eldest grandson, and your Yan family?" The prince said angrily, "My sister is a very responsible person and rarely argues with others."

"I really didn't expect her life to be in the hands of your Yan family."

"If, if your Yan family hadn't been so domineering back then, if your Yan family had been reasonable, or if your Yan family had acted boldly at that time, I wouldn't be so angry."

"And you guys indulged Yan Zhong and let him go to the Plaster Country very easily." The prince pursed his lips, "You didn't have a law with me at that time, and you will compete fairly, so I'm sorry, I think, my The code of conduct is set by myself, and I don’t need you to point fingers.”

The old man hesitated a lot for a moment, and kept sighing.

Miranda poked the prince, "Why don't you do it? I can't do it."

The prince pursed his lips, "Actually, I can't do anything about this kind of thing."

Just as the two of them were pushing each other, Xiao Bai's voice rang out in the communication channel.

"Boss, Yan Guodong has already taken care of it, and the scene looks very much like an accident."

"Very good, it's very beautifully done. Now that you're done with it, let's hold on to my side too." As he spoke, he looked at old man Yan again, "I've got some bad news for you, your eldest son I've already taken a step ahead, and I'm waiting for you underground."

"You!" Old Man Yan pointed at the prince with one hand, and covered his chest with the other.After coughing violently, the handkerchief around Old Man Yan's mouth also clearly showed dark red blood.

"I'm old, I'm really old," the old man said with emotion, "I thought about the future of the two of us, but I didn't expect that I would die in my own home."

The prince took a deep breath, "Since your son is already on the road with you, you should go on the road. If you wait any longer, your son may not be able to wait for you, and may leave first."

Old man Yan laughed loudly, then spurted blood from his mouth, and finally died of suffocation due to the blood being squeezed into the lung cavity.

"This scene?" Miranda asked suspiciously, "Do we need to rearrange it?"

The prince nodded, "Okay, the dead are gone, and we still have to have the respect we deserve." After speaking, he bowed deeply three times to the old man's corpse.

"Don't you think the situation here is very similar to the old man's sudden myocardial infarction?"

Miranda pursed her lips, "Okay, since we don't need to do anything, let's go out."