The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 203 Lin Dawei

The old man surnamed Jiang looked at the middle-aged man approaching and frowned.He could clearly feel that the middle-aged man who came was a little special. He was not a family member of the patient in the hospital. He seemed to be waiting for him, or someone who walked out of the ward.

"Who are you?"

The old man surnamed Jiang was secretly on guard.

"At the order of my son, come here to deliver the letter."

The middle-aged man walked up to the old man surnamed Jiang, took out a yellow leather envelope without any signature from his inner pocket, held it in his hands, and handed it to the old man surnamed Jiang.

The old man surnamed Jiang glanced at the envelope, then looked at the middle-aged man. In silence, he didn't reach out to pick up the envelope, but asked, "Who is your son?"

"Open the envelope, and you will know naturally."

After the old man surnamed Jiang questioned him, the middle-aged man said with a cold expression, neither humble nor overbearing.

As soon as these words came out, the old man surnamed Jiang nodded, and then winked at a young man in Tang suit beside him.

Immediately, the young man in Tang suit next to him stepped forward and stretched out his hand, intending to take the envelope from the middle-aged man's hand.

But suddenly, the middle-aged man frowned, turned his head abruptly, glanced at the young man in Tang suit, his face was cold, and snorted: "Go away, my son's letter is not something that small shrimps and millets can touch."

The young man in Tang suit froze, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes. However, he secretly glanced at the expressionless old man surnamed Jiang. He could only hold back his anger and retreated to the side.

"An errand runner has such arrogance. I really want to know what your son's identity is."

The old man surnamed Jiang smiled coldly, raised his hand, and took the letter from the middle-aged man's hand.

"You'll know."

The middle-aged man saw that the letter had been delivered, and after leaving these words, he turned around and strode away without stopping.

The old man surnamed Jiang looked at the back of the middle-aged man until he disappeared, then looked down at the envelope in his hand, and in silence, he suddenly raised his head and said to the young man in Tang suit, "Go buy a wheelchair and come back."

"Yes, Protector Jiang."

The young man in Tang suit clasped his fists quickly, and after responding, he turned around and left the hospital quickly.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Jiang squeezed the envelope in his hand, turned around and pushed open the door of the ward, and walked into the ward.

"Old Jiang, what are you holding in your hand?"

The envelope held in the hand of the old man surnamed Jiang fell into the eyes of Zuo Tianzong and the two of them immediately after entering the door, making the old man surnamed Zhou ask first.

"A letter someone sent us just now."

The old man surnamed Jiang opened his mouth and told what happened at the door of the ward just now.

"Heh, the tone is not small, but I want to see what kind of guy his son is."

Zuo Tianzong smiled coldly.

Although the influence of Dandingzong in Jiang Province is not too great, in Dachuan Province, the status of Dandingzong is high.

And as the young suzerain of Dandingzong, his status is even more extraordinary.Being so arrogant in front of his ward, the identity of this so-called young master really makes people a little curious.

"Take it apart and you'll know!"

The old man surnamed Jiang walked to the side of the hospital bed and tore open the envelope in his hand, revealing a piece of letter paper inside.

He didn't pause at all, took out the letter paper, and after unfolding it, he didn't read the content of the letter, but looked at the place where the letter paper was signed.

"The Lin family in Beijing, Lin Dawei! '

Seeing such a line of words on the signature, the old man surnamed Jiang looked solemn.

Seeing this, the two Zuo Tianzong couldn't help being surprised.

"What? You have a lot of background?"

The old man surnamed Zhou asked.

"It's really not small, the Lin family in the capital." The old man surnamed Jiang nodded.

"Is that the Lin family with Grandmaster Zhou Kangjian standing behind it?"

Zuo Tianzong was astonished.

Martial arts cultivation base can be called a master, but there are strong and weak masters. A master like Zhou Kangjian has already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, and even has the chance to hit the realm of a saint. Compared with his Father Zuo Danzhi is much higher than him.

The Lin family has Zhou Kangjian in charge, so they are indeed proud.

"It's the Lin family."

The old man surnamed Jiang nodded.

Then, he handed the letter paper to Zuo Tianzong.

Holding the letter paper, Zuo Tianzong read the contents of the letter, his eyes suddenly brightened, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Okay, okay!"

He flicked the letter paper with his fingers, and shouted excitedly: "I didn't expect that Lin Yang to commit such a death, and even attracted the Lin family in the capital to kill him. Since then, we have a helper.

The letter said that we should meet with them tonight to discuss how to deal with Lin Yang.What do the two protectors think? "

After saying that, Zuo Tianzong looked up at Zhou and Jiang.

"It's so good. With the strength of the Lin family in the capital, that Lin Yang may not live for a few days."

"We can also take this opportunity to catch up with the line of the Lin family in the capital, so that the strength of our Dandingzong can be improved to a higher level."

Elders Zhou and Jiang looked at each other, and they both nodded in agreement.

……

On the same day, Zuo Tianzong disregarded the hospital's objection, forcibly went through the discharge procedures, and checked into the hotel where Zhou and Jiang were staying.

In the evening, when the lights came on, it was the time agreed in the letter.

A young man in Tang suit pushed a wheelchair, and Zuo Tianzong sat on the wheelchair, and walked out of the hotel with Zhou and Jiang.

At the entrance of the hotel, they got into the car and went straight to the agreed place.

The agreed place was a luxurious restaurant in the downtown area, which was magnificently decorated, and there were two rows of welcoming ladies standing at the door.

The luxury car Zuo Tianzong was riding in stopped at the entrance of the restaurant, and a doorman came to open the door immediately.

After everyone got out of the car, they asked the welcome guests, and after knowing the floor where the agreed private room was located, they walked into the restaurant without stopping, came to the door of the private room, and knocked on the door.

"boom!"

There was no reply from inside, but the door was suddenly opened with a gap, revealing a middle-aged man in a black suit, who was the middle-aged man who delivered the letter to the hospital today.

"come in."

The middle-aged man in a black suit glanced at Zuo Tianzong and the others, recognized the old man surnamed Jiang, nodded immediately, and opened the door completely to get out of the way.

Immediately, the young man in Tang suit pushed Zuo Tianzong's wheelchair and entered the private room first, followed by two old men, Zhou and Jiang.

In this private room, it is divided into two parts, one is the reception room, with furniture such as sofas and coffee tables, and the other is the dining room, with a large solid wood round table.

On the sofa in the center of the reception room, a young man was sitting with a glass of red wine in his hand. He naturally exuded an unspeakable aura that only the children of big families would have.

On both sides of the central sofa, there were also two sofas, and two old men were sitting there, both of them closed their eyes and meditated, with a look of aloofness on their faces.

At the same time, there were seven or eight middle-aged men in black suits standing in other parts of the room. These men exuded an undisguised military aura, and they should be veterans who came out of the army.

(End of this chapter)