The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 257 The Long-awaited Surprise

It was also a new day, and the sun shone into the Zilin Manor shrouded in lush forests.

Zhang Shiping's mood is not getting better.

He was wearing a monochromatic gown, walking on the seemingly silent path of Zilin Manor, with a sheathed Tang knife hanging from his waist, and the empty sleeve on his right arm, wandering with the morning breeze.

Along the way, you can see that there are faint figures hiding in the hidden places of the manor.

"Damn Lin Yang, it's been half a month and he still hasn't shown up.

Now, today is the last day of the time promised to Lin Dawei. If Lin Yang still doesn't show up, wouldn't I have to fulfill my promise?

However, the longer the waiting time, the greater the chance of Lin Yang appearing. Once he really leaves tomorrow and goes to Los Angeles, if Lin Yang comes back, then not only Lin Dawei, but also Zhang Shiping To be beyond redemption. "

Walking in front of an osmanthus tree, Zhang Shiping looked sullen and ferocious, raised his left hand suddenly, clenched it into a fist, and smashed it directly on the trunk of the hanging osmanthus tree, causing the whole osmanthus tree to tremble suddenly. It rained down.

But at this moment, a man in his 30s, wearing a black suit, with a cold face and a strong military atmosphere, walked quickly from a distance in front of Zhang Shiping, who had punched the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Lin please."

The man looked indifferent and showed no respect.

After speaking, he turned around and walked back to the circuit.

As Lin Dawei's subordinate, as a member of the Lin family in the capital, he doesn't need to respect the prodigal son of a mere Jianghu province.

Even if Zhang Shiping has returned to the top and regained control of the entire river and lake, he is still a trash ant compared to the Lin family in the capital.

Zhang Shiping turned around slowly, looked at the back of the departing man in black suit with cold eyes, his eyes were filled with anger, he suddenly raised the fist that had just hit the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and punched it down again.

Click!
The sweet-scented osmanthus tree that was as thick as a calf, under this fist, directly from the place where the fist hit, with the sound of breaking, the tree head fell slowly, hitting the ground, and the branches and leaves flew around.

Then, Zhang Shiping took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the villa where Lin Dawei lived.

……

Lin Dawei nestled comfortably on the sofa in the living room of the villa, staring blankly at a certain position, his eyelids unblinking, as if wandering away.

However, Huang Haiyan, the master of Huajin, and the two half-step Huajin elders were nowhere to be seen.

"Young Master Lin, Zhang Shiping is here."

The man in black suit who informed Zhang Shiping to come here walked into the villa, came to Lin Dawei, bowed and said respectfully.

"Oh!"

Hearing this, Lin Dawei snapped back to his senses, raised his hand, and said, "Come in, please."

"Yes!"

The man in the black suit responded respectfully, turned around and came to the door of the villa, and asked Zhang Shiping to enter the villa with no expression on his face.

"Mr. Lin, what do you want from me, tell me."

Holding the handle of the Tang Dao with his left hand, Zhang Shiping came to the sofa in front of Lin Dawei, sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, and looked at the opposite side indifferently.

In the past few days, because Lin Yang should be killed first or solve Luo City's problems first, the two of them are almost tearing their skins apart.

"Mr. Zhang, today is the last day of the five-day period you mentioned. I hope you better not break your promise tomorrow. Otherwise, my cousin has a bad temper. He will let you know the terror of the Lin family in the capital."

Picking up the cigar box from the coffee table in front of him, he took one out of it, stuffed it into his mouth and lit it, and took a deep puff. Lin Dawei glanced at Zhang Shiping lightly, and woke up.

"Don't worry, as long as Lin Yang doesn't show up before this morning, all actions will be subject to Mr. Lin's arrangements."

Zhang Shiping gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, good, I like to hear that."

With a cigar in his mouth, Lin Dawei clapped his hands together, sat up straight, and said with an indifferent smile:

"However, before that, I hope that Mr. Zhang will gather all the troops and don't waste time when it's time to leave for Los Angeles."

"rest assured!"

……

Lin Yang's convoy finally arrived at Dongliang City at nine o'clock in the morning after a two-hour journey.

Along the ring road of Dongliang City, drive into the concrete road leading to Zilin Manor, and gradually approach Zilin Manor.

The 'Zilin Manor' stone tablet erected at the entrance of the manor is still there.

The surrounding environment has not changed much either. The hills are still rolling and the forests are lush. From a distance, the whole manor looks like an ancient monster, crawling there.

squeak!
The sound of brakes sounded in the vast parking lot in front of Zilin Manor, and more than a dozen cars stopped one after another.

Then, the doors opened one by one, and fifty young and middle-aged men got out of the car and stood beside the car, all looking towards the gate of the manor.

……

"Young Master Lin, Young Master Lin..."

The moment Lin Yang and others appeared at the gate of the manor, they were captured by the camera at the gate of the manor.

Immediately, a man in a black suit ran quickly, rushed into the villa where Zhang Shiping and Lin Dawei were, and shouted excitedly.

"what's up?"

Lin Dawei frowned, raised his head to look at the man in the black suit, whose complexion was bright red and his breath was not smooth because of running wildly, and asked in a cold voice.

He was talking with Zhang Shiping about going to Los Angeles to kill people tomorrow, but he was interrupted, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Young Master Lin, that Lin Yang brought Wu Donglai and appeared."

Hearing Lin Dawei's words, the man in black suit couldn't care about Lin Dawei's cold face. After swallowing hard, he suppressed his excitement and answered.

After waiting for many days, even as subordinates, they felt irritable. Seeing Lin Yang appear now, it was like nectar after a long drought, and they felt refreshed and extremely excited.

"what!"

When Lin Dawei heard this, his fingers holding the cigar shook violently, and the cigar almost fell off.

He stood up abruptly, staring at the man in the black suit.

"Can you say that again."

"Lin Yang brought Wu Dong, and he showed up. He was in the parking lot in front of the manor, and he was about to enter the manor."

The man in the black suit suppressed the excitement in his heart and repeated it again.

"Damn it, that bastard finally appeared. I made me wait for half a month. I will let him die without a place to bury him."

After hearing this, Lin Dawei took a deep breath, threw the cigar in his hand to the ground, pointed at a man in a black suit, and shouted:
"Go, invite Master Huang Haiyan."

"No, I've heard it!"

Wearing a blue gown and carrying a long sword, the thin middle-aged man floated down from the second floor of the villa. After stepping on the ground in the living room, he put his hands behind his back, with a proud expression on his face.

It was Huang Haiyan, the martial arts master that Lin Dawei invited through his cousin Lin Qingyang.

"Master Huang, please."

Lin Dawei dared to get angry with Zhang Shiping, but he was very respectful to Huang Haiyan, who was the master in front of him, and said with a bow.

"Good to say."

Huang Haiyan looked indifferent, nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the door of the villa.

Seeing this, Lin Dawei turned his head suddenly, saw Zhang Shiping who was sluggish on the sofa after hearing Lin Yang's appearance, and said with a sneer:

"Mr. Zhang, the person you have been looking forward to for a long time has finally come. If you don't act, when will you wait?"

(End of this chapter)