Chaos rules

Chapter 172
Hearing this, the old man didn't care at all, and said in a slightly excited tone: "The taste of this wine is really wonderful, such fine wine is simply not something that money can buy."

Hearing the old man's words, everyone in the hall looked at Ling Tian suspiciously. It was really unexpected that he could produce wine that even the old man admired. Including Roger, regarding the red wine, Ling Tian didn't know what to do. Didn't tell Roger.

Then, everyone raised their glasses and took a sip of the red wine in the glass. Naturally, the result was as Ling Tian expected. Everyone was deeply fascinated by the wonderful taste of the red wine.

"Hey, Wuqing, where did you get this wine? Do you have any more? Why don't you give me a few bottles." After recovering, Lily looked at Ling Tian with bright eyes, and asked for red wine.However, his parents did not stop it, because they were also attracted by this red wine that tasted as good as fairy brew. If their daughter really asked for it, then they would be very happy.

When he heard Li Liwei's words, Ling Tian suddenly showed a bitter face, and said, "This red wine was given to me by a friend of mine, and there are only two bottles of it."

"Then you are going to ask your friend for some." Li Liwei hurriedly said as soon as Ling Tian finished speaking.

Ling Tian had no choice but to explain carefully: "You think this is ordinary red wine, which can be mass-produced, but to tell you the truth, I learned from my friend that it is not easy to brew this red wine. It is not so easy to collect the medicinal materials needed, and those medicinal materials are all precious medicinal materials that are more than a hundred years old. Otherwise, the brewed red wine would not have such a wonderful taste. Therefore, it is impossible for this red wine to be produced in batches. Production, and now my friend doesn’t have much stock in his hands, it’s only enough for him to enjoy, and even these two bottles of red wine were given to me by enduring his pain.”

Hearing what Ling Tian said, Li Liwei, her parents and grandfather all looked disappointed. "Hey~ What a pity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to drink such fine wine in the future."

Ling Tian's bottle of red wine brought the relationship between the two parties into a lot. Afterwards, several people had a happy chat in the living room, but they didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Neither of them changed the topic to career. On the Internet, it was just chatting, not even talking about the relationship between Ling Tian and Li Liwei.This surprised Roger, originally he thought that Lily's family came here because of the matter between Ling Tian and Lily.

Finally, when it was almost 12 o'clock, Lily Wei and her family said goodbye one after another, and left with a good mood. However, when they left, their eyes stayed on the empty red wine bottle for a while, with a little regret.Obviously, the few of them were also deeply fascinated by the deliciousness of this red wine, which was comparable to immortal wine.Regarding this, Ling Tian was also helpless, because Marquis Locke only gave him two bottles, and after drinking one bottle tonight, he now only has the last bottle left.

After the few people left, the villa that had been noisy all night was finally cleaned up. Looking at the messy garbage in the living room, Ling Tian and Luo Jie sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, we can't go on like this. We can't always let us do the cleaning. I'll hire a servant tomorrow morning to clean the house." Roger said.

"It's up to you, but you must be careful not to reveal your identity, otherwise, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble." Ling Tian said in a light tone. As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Tian turned around and thought about it. Go to the second floor of the villa.

Looking at Ling Tian who had disappeared at the top of the stairs, Luo Jie suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, and shouted: "Hey, brother, you haven't told me where your red wine came from?" of it."

"Keep your voice down, but I'm sleeping right now, it's getting late, I'll tell you about this tomorrow." Ling Tian's voice came from upstairs.

Tokyo.

Night enveloped the whole city, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. Only the dim lights on the side of the road flickered faintly, and the clouds in the sky were dark, making the atmosphere a bit dull.

It has been several days since the assassination of the prime minister, and the turmoil has gradually subsided. The dilapidated prime minister's mansion that was originally due to the battle has been torn down, and a deep foundation has been laid there. A new prime minister's residence will be built in the same location.

Located in Tokyo, not far from the Prime Minister's Office, it is the spiritual pillar of the Communist Party's foreign aggression and expansion in modern history.It enshrines the souls of the dead who died in the wars since the Meiji Restoration, most of which were foreign aggression wars, as gods.

At this moment, in a large secret room inside, three old men wearing white robes and white pointed hats are kneeling solemnly on a futon, and five meters in front of them, there is A tall sacrificial altar, densely filled with spiritual tablets, many spiritual tablets arranged in a strange pattern, directly above the spiritual tablet, a large cloud of black mist hovered and rotated there strangely.Inside the black mist, there was a faint golden light, but the golden light was very weak, as if it would be swallowed by the black mist at any time.

And three old men in white robes and pointed hats knelt in front of many spiritual seats, chanting words, and kept saying some inexplicable words in their mouths, as if a monk was saving the souls of the dead.

At this moment, the black mist suddenly churned violently, and the golden light wrapped inside resisted tenaciously, but was soon swallowed up by the thick black dance.

At the same time, a sudden change occurred, and a puff of black smoke suddenly rose from every piece of spiritual space on the altar, and the black smoke slowly drifted out, wandering in the wide secret room, but when many black smoke gathered When they were together, they were weirdly not fused together.And the three old men didn't seem to notice it, they still knelt on the futon and muttered.

Suddenly, six strands of black smoke that were larger in size floated out from among the highest spiritual seats on the altar. However, these six strands of black smoke were not only larger in size, but also It is also much thicker in color.When these six strands of black smoke appeared, the countless strands of relatively weaker black smoke around them all paused, and then, almost at the same time, they pushed away from a distance, darker in color than those six strands. They distanced themselves from the black smoke, as if they were very afraid of them.

These six strands of black smoke swirled around the three old men kneeling on the futon for a few times, and then rushed towards the bodies of the three old men at the same time, and finally disappeared into the bodies of the three old men, while the three The body of the old man shook slightly at the same time, and fell to the ground without warning.

As for the black smoke that was wandering around, almost when the three old men fell down, they suddenly rushed towards the secret room like crazy, but when they just reached the door, a pale golden light suddenly appeared , because some black smoke rushed too fast, they collided with the pale golden light one after another. Anyone who touched this golden light, the black smoke quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.Just in the blink of an eye, nearly half of the thousands of black smoke that originally rushed into the secret room disappeared.Seeing this, the remaining black smoke stopped one after another, and the next moment, it rushed into the spiritual position on the altar and disappeared.It looks so weird, as if it is an intelligent creature.

In a small courtyard in the belly of Mt. Fuji, an old man kneeled on a futon and sipped tea. In front of him, a ninja covered in black cloth was kneeling on the ground. over there.

The old man stared at the ninja kneeling in front of him sharply, with a serious face, and said in a cold voice: "Why, haven't you found any news about the cold-blooded killer?"

Hearing the old man's vaguely angry question, the ninja kneeling in front of the old man trembled slightly, and said cautiously. "Taijun, because our intelligence network in the world is not strong, and the killer organization has done a good job of keeping the world's five top killers secret, so until now, we still don't have the slightest definite idea about the cold-blooded killer. News, however, news came from England tonight, in the headquarters of the British Assassin Organization, a mysterious man who easily defeated the three Violent Bear brothers claimed to be a cold-blooded killer."

"Hmm! There is such a thing, is the news reliable?" the old man continued to ask.

"Taijun, this news is absolutely reliable, because a member of our organization happened to be present at the time, and he saw it with his own eyes." The ninja's tone was very firm.

"Britain!" The old man's deep voice sounded: "You must find out the identity of this person. Whether it is a real cold-blooded killer or not, I must clearly know the identity of this person. Since I can easily defeat the famous The three Violent Bear brothers, then this person is definitely not simple."

"It's the prince, and the subordinates will do it right away."

"Well! It's none of your business here, you go down." The old man ordered.

"Hai." The ninja stood up and retreated slowly.

When the ninja disappeared into the room, the old man frowned and murmured: "Hey~ I didn't expect the killers of the killer organization to be so powerful, and they actually killed our two ninjas who had reached the heavenly level. Let that stupid big man escape, judging from his strength, he is probably one of the top five killers."

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Tian finished a night of cultivation, and slowly opened his eyes. Outside the window, the bright sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains, adding a ray of light to the originally dark room.

The quilt on Ling Tian's bed was folded neatly. Since he moved in, he has never used the quilt. He has been practicing every night. Therefore, although two years have passed, the quilt is still brand new. , obviously not an ordinary material.

Ling got out of bed, walked to the window and drew the curtains, opened the closed window, suddenly, the fresh air outside rushed in.

Looking at the faintly visible blue ocean and golden sandy beach in the distance, Ling Tian's mind was peaceful, letting the breeze gently blow on his face.

After a long time, Ling Tian let out a long breath, turned around and walked out of the room, and came to Uncle Niu's room. Several days had passed, but Uncle Niu was still lying unconscious on the bed. I checked Uncle Niu's body once, but found nothing wrong. Uncle Niu's physical condition has recovered to the original condition, but he just didn't wake up.Regarding this, Ling Tian had no way to do anything, he didn't know what was going on with Uncle Niu, but he was sure that Uncle Niu was still alive and not dead.

Ling Tian once again controlled the life energy in his body to enter Uncle Niu's body to check, but after he finished checking, there was still no result. The situation he got was the same as usual. Uncle Niu's physical condition couldn't be better. As for whether there is something wrong with the head, it's not that Ling Tian has never thought about it, but the head is not as simple as the body, and Ling Tian doesn't dare to mess around.

(End of this chapter)