The Ling family is solemn and solemn, but it is all white. A large white mourning shed is particularly eye-catching in the yard. At this time, the Ling family is heavily guarded everywhere. People are patrolling one after another, as if they are afraid that someone will come at this juncture.

Come up and cause trouble.

Throwing down the cigarette butt in his hand, Zhao Xiaohan pushed open the car door and walked out, and then A Niu followed him. However, just when Zhao Xiaohan took a step forward, A Niu's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Get up: "Brother Han, do you really want to go in?"

"Since you are already here, why don't you go in?" Zhao Xiaohan chuckled, took steps and walked towards the mighty iron gate of the Ling family. In front of the iron gate, stood several muscular men in black suits.

They were uniformly dressed and had wireless headsets the size of rice grains plugged into their ears. When they saw Zhao Xiaohan and A Niu approaching, the men in black suits quickly stepped forward and stopped them.

"Please show me your invitation letter." The faces of several men were cold and there was no trace of fluctuation in their expressions. After hearing their words, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and said: "I don't have an invitation letter. I just want to come to Master Ling."

A stick of incense.”

"Sorry, you can't go in without an invitation letter." After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, one of the men in black rejected Zhao Xiaohan with a cold face. Seeing that several people were not going to let him in, Zhao Xiaohan frowned and continued.

He said, "Please tell Mr. Ling that Zhao Xiaohan wants to come over and offer a stick of incense to 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 expressions of several people who changed, Zhao Xiaohan nodded.

He said softly: "It's me. I don't have any other intentions. I just want to come over and give Master Ling a stick of incense and say a few words to Mr. Ling. If possible, please inform Mr. Ling, okay? Thank you.

.”

Zhao Xiaohan's tone was very sincere, and indeed there was no hint of malice. At the same time, his attitude was also very polite, making it impossible for anyone to tell that he was the one in the capital who was so ruthless that he slashed Ling Tian in front of Murong Yunqing.

Young Master Yi, looking at the young man with a handsome face and polite words in front of him, for a moment, those men in black had a little doubt about Zhao Xiaohan's identity. They didn't believe it. Zhao Xiaohan took one person and left.

Dare to come to their Ling family alone?

With doubts about Zhao Xiaohan's identity, several men in black looked at each other. After a while, a man in black slowly walked aside, whispered a few words into the headset on his ear, and then

He came back, but this time, he looked at Zhao Xiaohan with a more strange look.

"Mr. Ling lets you in." After saying these words, the men in black slowly pushed open the iron door. Once again, they stared at Zhao Xiaohan with high vigilance, looking at the few people with a slight hint of fear.

With a hostile look in his eyes, Zhao Xiaohan said thank you softly and walked towards the Ling family's yard.

This is Zhao Xiaohan's first time coming to the Ling family. It is undeniable that the Ling family's yard looks very grand. In Yanjing, a land where every inch of land is precious, owning your own private villa is obviously the dream of many people.

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 every three steps and patrols every 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 palace. There are imperial guards everywhere monitoring every move in the Forbidden City.

, looking at the vigilant men in black around him, Zhao Xiaohan shook his head and sighed softly. The most painful thing for a man in this life is to lose his son in old age, and the white-haired man gives the black-haired man away, 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. This made Zhao Xiaohan have some doubts.

It was an indescribable feeling, but he had to sigh, the mastermind behind the scenes used this trick so well and so wonderfully!

Unknowingly, Zhao Xiaohan had walked to the front of the coffin. When he saw it, a white coffin was erected in the yard. In the coffin, there was a pitch black coffin. On both sides of the coffin, several people were kneeling in clothes.

In the middle of the young man in white mourning clothes, there is a black and white photo of Ling Tian with a smile on his face. However, the bright smile on Ling Tian's face in the photo is extremely dazzling at this moment.

Walking to the coffin, Zhao Xiaohan said nothing, slowly stepped forward, walked into the coffin, took a few sticks of incense, lit it, walked to the black and white photo of Ling Tian, ​​bent down and bowed deeply.

He bowed, put the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and said softly: "Master Ling, you have a good journey."

After a person dies, the past grudges naturally disappear with the wind. At this time, Zhao Xiaohan no longer has any hatred for Ling Tian, ​​and there is only a hint of regret. If Ling Tian's mentality can

Put it right, if it wasn't for the fact that it almost cost Agou his life, how could he have such a big grudge against Ling Tian?

Well, at this time, Zhao Xiaohan had no intention of thinking about these things. Under everyone's gaze, he turned around and walked out of the memorial shed, and slowly walked towards the living room. In the living room, he sat in the middle.

There is an old man with snow-white hair, who looks very old. On the side of the old man is a young man wearing white mourning clothes, with an indifferent face but full of aura.

When Zhao Xiaohan walked into the living room, he first saw Murong Yunqing wearing a white mourning dress. 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, right?

"Are you Zhao Xiaohan?" The moment Zhao Xiaohan walked in, Mr. Ling, who had been squinting his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce killing intent emanated from his body. When he came into contact with this fierce killing intent,

When he was surprised, Zhao Xiaohan couldn't help but frown, nodded and said: "It's this junior, Mr. Ling."

"Humph, Zhao Xiaohan, I didn't expect that you still dare to come?" After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Mr. Ling snorted coldly and said murderously: "I was worried that I couldn't find you, but I didn't expect that you would come to the door yourself.

Yes, but now that you are here, don’t even think about leaving."

"Now that I'm here, I have no intention of going out." Zhao Xiaohan's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no hint of fear or nervousness. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's calm face, Mr. Ling glanced at him doubtfully and said, "Why?

,Aren’t you afraid of death?”

"Afraid." Zhao Xiaohan nodded and said: "Who in this world is not afraid of you? Everyone is afraid, but what's the use of being afraid? He will die if he is not afraid, and he will die if he is not afraid.

Will die."

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, Mr. Ling glanced at him unexpectedly, and said with an oh, "Oh? Then do you deserve to die or not?"

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

"Don't deserve to die?" When he heard the word "should not die", Mr. Ling slammed his palm on the table and said angrily: "You killed my only son of the Ling family, how dare you say that you don't deserve to die?"

"I didn't kill the person." As he said that, Zhao Xiaohan took a step forward, glanced at Murong Yunqing next to him and said, "He can testify for me that that day, I just slashed Ling Tian and did not kill him.

.”

Hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Mr. Ling turned his head and looked in the direction of Murong Yunqing. When he met Mr. Ling'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 said to Zhao Xiaohan, Murong Yunqing is very upright and he does not disdain lying. Therefore, when Zhao Xiaohan saw Murong Yunqing was also present, he knew that he would never die today, and as expected,

After Zhao Xiaohan said what he just said, Murong Yunqing indeed testified for him.

"Thank you, Brother Murong." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, looked at Mr. Ling and continued: "That day, after I left the Weihai Pier, I immediately rushed to the Coliseum, and I met the Public Security Bureau and the Coliseum at the Coliseum.

The son of the mayor's family, and later, I was arrested and taken to the Public Security Bureau. During this period, there were always people who could prove it for me. I wonder if I had any time to take action against Master Ling?"

"It's not important. Just because you don't have time doesn't mean you can't send someone." Obviously, Mr. Ling didn't intend to believe Zhao Xiaohan's words: "Zhao Xiaohan, you are very courageous. You came here with only one person. This

You are stronger than Ling Tian, ​​but I will not let you leave here no matter what today."

After saying that, Mr. Ling gently raised his eyelids, glanced outside the door, and said softly: "Do it!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a large group of men in black pouring in at the door that had been deserted just now. Each of them held a machete in his hand and entered the living room. Without saying a word, he raised the knife and pointed towards Zhao Xiaohan.

He rushed over from the other direction, and from another place, when he saw a group of men in black appearing in front of him, A Niu immediately rushed in front of Zhao Xiaohan to protect him.

"Zhao Xiaohan, even if you have the support of the Su family and the Sun family behind you, today I will let you pay for a life with one life to comfort my son's spirit in heaven!" When he said these words, Mr. Sun's face showed a trace of emotion.

The bursts of intense murderous intent looked extremely terrifying.

"Brother Han, you go first, I will fight a bloody path for you." As he spoke, A Niu had already taken out a short and powerful dagger from his pocket. Looking at A Niu's shabby face, he wanted to fight for Zhao.

Xiaohan fought his way out, Zhao

Xiaohan patted his shoulder gently and said softly: "Aniu, put away your dagger, they can't kill me. Don't worry, the fortune teller told me when I was a child that I will live a long life. Now
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