The best ambiguous master

The Ling family is solemn and solemn, but it is completely white. A large white coffin shed is particularly eye-catching in the yard. At this time, the Ling family is heavily guarded, and the patrolling people are one after another, as if afraid that someone will come here at this juncture. Come up and make trouble.

Throwing down the cigarette butt in his hand, Zhao Xiaohan pushed open the car door and walked out. Afterwards, A Niu also walked down, but when Zhao Xiaohan just started to take a step, A Niu's voice suddenly rang in his ears Get up: "Brother Han, do you really want to go in?"

"Since you're already here, why don't you go in?" Zhao Xiaohan chuckled, walked towards the mighty iron gate of the Ling family, in front of the iron gate stood several strong men in black suits, Uniform clothes, with a wireless headset the size of a grain of rice stuffed in their ears, when they saw Zhao Xiaohan and A Niu walking over, the men in black suits stepped forward quickly and stopped them.

"Please show your invitation letter." The faces of the men were indifferent, without any fluctuation in expression. Hearing what they said, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said: "I don't have an invitation letter, I just want to come and present to Young Master Ling." A stick of incense."

"I'm sorry, you can't go in without an invitation letter." Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, one of the men in black refused Zhao Xiaohan with a cold face. Seeing that several people didn't intend to let him in, Zhao Xiaohan frowned and continued. He opened his mouth and said, "Please tell Elder Ling that Zhao Xiaohan wants to come over and offer a stick of incense to Young Master Ling."

"Are you Zhao Xiaohan?" When the men in black heard the three words Zhao Xiaohan, they immediately entered a state of high alert. Looking at the faces of the people whose expressions changed, Zhao Xiaohan nodded, He said softly: "It's me. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to come here to offer a stick of incense to Young Master Ling and have a few words with Elder Ling. If possible, please inform Elder Ling, okay? Thank you .”

Zhao Xiaohan's tone is very sincere, and there is indeed no trace of malice. At the same time, his attitude is also very polite, and it is impossible to tell that he is the capital city who slashed Ling Tian in front of Murong Yunqing. Yi Shao, looking at this young man with a handsome face and polite speech, for a moment, those men in black even had a little doubt about Zhao Xiaohan's identity. Dare to come to their Ling family alone?

With doubts about Zhao Xiaohan's identity, several men in black looked at each other, and after a while, a man in black slowly walked aside, whispered a few words into the headset on his ear, and then Walked back, but this time, he looked at Zhao Xiaohan a little more strangely.

"Mr. Ling let you in." After saying this, the men in black slowly pushed open the iron gate, and once again, stared at Zhao Xiaohan with high vigilance, looking at them with a slight With a hostile look in his eyes, Zhao Xiaohan walked towards Ling's yard after saying a soft thank you.

This is Zhao Xiaohan's first visit to the Ling family. It is undeniable that the courtyard of the Ling family looks very grand. In Yanjing, where every inch of land is expensive, it is obviously the dream of many people to have a private villa of their own. But for the Ling family, this is just an ordinary yard for living, and there is nothing special about it.

In the courtyard, there are guards at three steps and patrols at five steps. It looks like the whole city is under martial law. Walking in the courtyard of the Ling family is like coming to an ancient imperial palace. There are guards everywhere watching every move of the Forbidden City. , Looking at the men in black who were full of vigilance around him, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and sighed softly. For a man, the most painful thing in his life is to lose his son when he gets old, right?

In fact, Ling Tian's death was unexpected by Zhao Xiaohan. Although he did think about taking Ling Tian's life before, but now that Ling Tian died, he did not die in his hands. It was an indescribable feeling, but he couldn't help sighing, the mastermind behind the scenes used the borrowed knife killer really well, really wonderful!

Before he knew it, Zhao Xiaohan had already walked to the front of the coffin. A white coffin was set up in the yard. Inside the coffin was a black coffin. On both sides of the coffin, there were several kneeling In the middle of the young man in white filial piety is a black and white photo of Ling Tian's smiling face. However, Ling Tian's bright smile on the photo is extremely dazzling at this moment.

Walking in front of the coffin, without saying a word, Zhao Xiaohan stepped forward slowly, walked into the coffin, took a few sticks of incense, lit it, walked to Ling Tian's black and white photo, bent down and bowed deeply With a bow, he put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and said softly, "Master Ling, it's a good journey."

When a person dies, the grievances and grievances of the past will naturally go with the wind. At this time, Zhao Xiaohan no longer has the slightest hatred for Ling Tian, ​​and there is only a trace of regret. If Ling Tian's mentality can be Let's put it straight, didn't he almost kill A Gou, how could he have such a big hatred with Ling Tian?

Forget it, at this time, Zhao Xiaohan didn't have the heart to think about these things anymore. Under everyone's gaze, he turned around and walked out of the coffin shed, and walked slowly towards the living room. In the living room, sitting in the middle Standing an elderly man with snow-white hair, he looked very old. On the side of the old man was a young man in white filial piety, with a calm face but full of aura.

When Zhao Xiaohan walked into the living room, he saw Murong Yunqing wearing a white filial attire, and then he saw the old man sitting in the middle of the living room. This person should be the head of the Ling family. old?

"You are Zhao Xiaohan?" The moment Zhao Xiaohan just walked in, Ling Lao, who had been squinting his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce killing intent emanated from him. When he was satisfied, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help frowning, nodded and said: "It's the junior, Old Ling."

"Huh, Zhao Xiaohan, I didn't expect you to come here?" After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Ling Lao snorted coldly and said murderously: "I was worried that I couldn't find you, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself. Now, but since you're here, don't even think about going out."

"Since I'm here, I don't intend to go out." Zhao Xiaohan's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, and he couldn't see any fear or nervousness. Seeing Zhao Xiaohan's calm face, Ling Lao looked at him suspiciously and said: "Why?" , are you not afraid of death?"

"Scared." Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said: "In this world, who is not afraid of death? Everyone is afraid, but what is the use of being afraid? Damn it, if you are not afraid, you will die, if you don't deserve death, you will not be afraid will die."

Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Elder Ling glanced at him unexpectedly, and said, "Oh? Then you deserve to die or not?"

"You shouldn't die." Zhao Xiaohan shook his head.

"Don't deserve to die?" When he heard the words "Don't deserve to die", Ling Lao slammed his palm on the table and said angrily, "You killed the only son of my Ling family, and you dare to say that you don't deserve to die?"

"I didn't kill people." Zhao Xiaohan took a step forward, glanced at Murong Yunqing next to him and said, "He can testify for me, that day, I just slashed Ling Tian, ​​but didn't kill him .”

Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Ling Lao turned his head to look in the direction of Murong Yunqing, met Ling Lao's eyes, Murong Yunqing nodded and said: "Yes, I can testify that Zhao Xiaohan did not kill Ling that day. God, but I can only testify that Zhao Xiaohan did not kill Ling Tian when I was present, as for what happened after I left, I don't know."

As many people have said to Zhao Xiaohan, Murong Yunqing is very upright and he doesn't bother to lie, so when Zhao Xiaohan saw that Murong Yunqing was also present, he knew that he would never die today, as expected, After Zhao Xiaohan said what he just said, Murong Yunqing really testified for him.

"Thank you, Brother Murong." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, looked at Elder Ling and continued, "That day, after I left the Weihai Wharf, I immediately rushed to the Red Pavilion, and I met the police and the police in the Red Pavilion. Young master of the mayor's family, and later, I was arrested at the Public Security Bureau, during which time, someone can prove it for me, how long do I have to do something to Master Ling?"

"It's not important. You don't have time, but it doesn't mean you can't send people." Obviously, Ling Lao didn't intend to believe Zhao Xiaohan's words: "Zhao Xiaohan, you are very courageous, and you came here with only one person. One point, you are stronger than Ling Tian, ​​but I will not let you leave here no matter what.”

After finishing speaking, Elder Ling gently raised his lower eyelids, glanced outside the door, and said softly, "Do it!"

The voice fell, and I saw a large group of black-clothed men rushing in from the deserted door just now, one by one holding a machete in their hands, entering the living room, without saying a word, they raised their knives and pointed at Zhao Xiaohan On the other side, when he saw a group of men in black appearing in front of him, Ah Niu immediately rushed to Zhao Xiaohan's body to protect him.

"Zhao Xiaohan, even if you have the support of the Su family and the Sun family behind you, I will let you pay for your life today, so as to comfort my son in the sky!" The bursts of strong killing intent seemed extremely terrifying.

"Brother Han, you go first, I'll fight a bloody path for you." While speaking, Ah Niu had already taken out a short and sharp dagger from his pocket, and seeing Ah Niu's broken face, he wanted to do it for Zhao. Zhao Xiaohan patted Xiaohan on the shoulder lightly, and said softly: "A Niu, put away your dagger, they can't kill me. Don't worry, the fortune teller told me when I was young, I will live a long life, now, I should die!"