It's late at night, and the huge wealthy area in the middle of the mountain is quiet. The contiguous villas are dark, and only the villa closest to the top of the mountain is lit.
Everyone knows that this is a villa that belongs to Jiang Xiaotian, and can even be said to be his private territory.
"Qingcheng, why don't you go to bed early? You know tomorrow is a very important day." When Jiang Xiaotian passed by Mu Qingcheng's room, he saw that the lights were still on. He knocked on the door and walked in and said
.
When Mu Qingcheng saw Jiang Xiaotian's arrival, he couldn't help but respond: "Godfather, aren't you still awake?"
"Why, are you thinking about your mother again?"
Jiang Xiaotian still feels a lot of guilt for his daughter Mu Qingcheng. After all, until now, he has not disclosed to the public that Mu Qingcheng is his illegitimate daughter. Although this is already a well-known thing, she still lacks such a status.
matter.
"Godfather, why did you entrust me to others for adoption?" Mu Qingcheng still has very clear memories of her childhood, and this question has been in her heart for a long time.
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaotian couldn't help but sigh and said: "I had to do this back then. After all, there was a traitor in Hongxing back then. When my godfather dealt with the traitor and went back to find you, he found that you had been captured.
They were taken away."
"As for your mother's death, I have a great responsibility." As he said that, Jiang Xiaotian's face showed a trace of self-blame, and he continued to say: "Okay, don't think so much, go to bed early.
, go see your mother tomorrow."
Hearing this, Mu Qingcheng nodded gently and covered herself with the quilt. It wasn't until Jiang Xiaotian walked out of the room and turned off the light in the room that she slowly closed her eyes...
After leaving Mu Qingcheng's room, Jiang Xiaotian came to his study room and saw Wang Kai already waiting there.
"Have everything been arranged for tomorrow?" Jiang Xiaotian looked at Wang Kai with the majesty he had in the past when Hong Xing was in charge and asked.
"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, everything has been arranged." Wang Kai nodded vigorously and said.
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaotian nodded with relief and continued: "We have been having constant friction with Dongxing recently, so we have to be careful in everything we do to prevent mistakes before they happen."
Speaking of this, Jiang Xiaotian's eyes moved to Wang Kai again and said: "Tomorrow Qingcheng's safety will be left to you. You must ensure that Qingcheng is safe and sound."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang!"
...
As the sun sets, the western sky is dyed red, like burning clouds, which is beautiful.
As the sun sets, Xiangjiang welcomes the rush hour of commuting. On the streets, cars are connected together, like a long steel dragon crawling slowly, with no end in sight.
In the long steel queue, a convoy of one stretched Lincoln and twelve Mercedes-Benz S350s was quite eye-catching.
Five of the twelve Mercedes-Benzes were leading the way, five were following behind, and the remaining two were driving on either side of the stretched Lincoln in the middle.
"Did you see that stretched Lincoln? That's Hong Xing's horse."
"Really or not?"
"Nonsense, Brother Dong, when did I ever lie to you?"
"What are they going to do?"
"I heard that it seems that every day today, Mr. Jiang will go to Happy Valley to pay homage to his ex-wife."
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Jiang would be such a compassionate and righteous person."
"Of course, Mr. Jiang has a saying that those of us who come out to hang out must know - when we come out to hang out, it's all about love and righteousness!"
On one side of the street, two young gangsters with dyed yellow hair saw the convoy gradually leaving, with expressions of envy and jealousy on their faces, and a fiery light shining in their eyes.
For those who dropped out of school and tried to join the underworld, the three words Mr. Jiang were their lifelong goals. However, they had thought that they had only seen the glamorous side of the big guys on the road, so they had never thought about it.
How much effort goes into this scenery, let alone the fact that the so-called scenery is achieved with one’s own life!
Jiang Xiaotian knew very well that if he were Liu Yunsheng, he would definitely not miss the opportunity to learn what he is doing today, so as early as yesterday, he had already ordered Wang Kai to prepare to ensure the safety of today's trip.
"Qingcheng, are you a little tired?" Jiang Xiaotian glanced at Mu Qingcheng who was sitting next to him. Seeing that she seemed a little distracted, he couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Mu Qingcheng gently shook his head and said, "No. I just thought that my mother must have been a good woman back then, otherwise my godfather wouldn't come to worship her every year."
"Well, your mother is the most gentle and virtuous wife in the world." Jiang Xiaotian nodded gently, with a rare trace of longing on his face.
"Godfather, Aunt Mei has been with you for so long, and you have never planned to give her a title?" Mu Qingcheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaotian and said.
Well?
For a moment, Jiang Xiaotian was really surprised. He sighed softly and said, "Yuemei has been with me for so long, and I have worked hard for her. I think it's time to give her a title. Just Qingcheng, will you agree?
?”
"How could I object? Aunt Mei is a good woman. I'm not even happy enough." Mu Qingcheng shook her head quickly.
"It's okay if it doesn't."
Jiang Xiaotian smiled and didn't say anything...
at the same time.
In a Mercedes-Benz S350 behind, Bai Yuemei couldn't hide her face and felt nervous. She couldn't help but hold her expensive LV leather bag tightly with both hands, because she knew very well what would happen next.
Buzz...buzz...
Suddenly, there was a vibrating sound on her phone. Bai Yuemei took out her phone and looked at it. She saw the text message saying: "Everything is ready. Please be careful later!"
Is it finally coming?
Bai Yuemei took a deep breath, quickly deleted the text messages on her phone, and adjusted her emotions.
Although she knew that Jiang Xiaotian was very kind to her, since she had already made a wrong step back then, she could never look back and could only continue to make mistakes like this.
"I'm sorry, Qingcheng..."
...
When night falls, the style of Happy Valley Cemetery is the same as that of the city of Xiangjiang. The east and west meet in various forms and appear to be relatively crowded. It not only reflects the history of Xiangjiang, but also reflects the various cultures and cultures of the world.
The integration and intersection of beliefs in Xiangjiang.
The entire cemetery is full of lush flowers and trees, and the grass is dense, clean and beautiful. It is simply a city garden and has become a cultural landscape of Xiangjiang.
However, while admiring this cultural scenery, no one noticed that a group of heavily armed men in black took advantage of the darkness and used the trees on both sides of the path as cover to quickly move towards the top of the mountain.
"Mr. Jiang and the others have arrived at the foot of the mountain. We must reach the top of the mountain before they reach the top and do all the defense work for the entire cemetery to ensure nothing goes wrong!" While lurking up the mountain, a man wearing a black combat uniform showed off his curves.
The eloquent woman held a walkie-talkie and gave orders in a cold voice.
If Xiao Yunfei were here, he would definitely recognize the woman in front of him. She turned out to be the number two figure of Hongye - Lan Yue!
Jiang Xiaotian knew very well that there might be a traitor in their Hongxing. To ensure that everything was safe, he made a special call to Yi Feihong in the morning, hoping that Yi Feihong could send someone over as soon as possible.
After receiving a call from Jiang Xiaotian in the morning, Yi Feihong immediately asked Lan Yue to take a team of elites from the "Shadow Hall" of "Hongye" to Xiangjiang.
only......
It took them a lot of time to enter Xiangjiang with weapons, so that they successfully arrived at Xiangjiang forty minutes ago, and then arrived at Happy Valley Cemetery in the shortest possible time.
As soon as Lan Yue's order came out, the other "Red Leaf" members immediately accelerated towards the cemetery.
at the same time.
In front of a cemetery deep inside the cemetery, two men were standing among them. The one on the right could clearly notice that he was missing a right hand, and his empty right sleeve was fluttering in the wind.
"Boss, you asked me to retire and recuperate, and I casually brought Wrench's ashes back, and I buried him here. If Wan Wan knew that Boss came to see him, I think he would be very happy." Duan Feifan looked at the tombstone.
, there was a trace of sadness on his face.
"This can be regarded as his return to his hometown."
Xiao Yunfei reached out and lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "And in this world, there are still many people who have died in strange places and whose bodies cannot even be found."
Hearing this, Duan Feifan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Naturally, he knew very well that those who work in their profession may die in a foreign land at any time. It is normal for the body to be found. Returning to his hometown when he can die is considered a good thing.
It's a blessing...
"Boss, what are your next plans? Are you going back to the Middle East?" Duan Feifan smiled bitterly and looked up at Xiao Yunfei. After all, the place where they originated was the war-torn Middle East!
"Shasha...shasha..."
Suddenly, there was a sound of swaying grass, which made Xiao Yunfei frown slightly, but he did not feel any crisis, as if this crisis was not directed at him.
"Boss, have you noticed it too?" Duan Feifan saw Xiao Yunfei frowning slightly and said with a serious look on his face.
Xiao Yunfei nodded slightly and said: "But the other party doesn't seem to be coming for us, so we don't need to meddle in this!"
indeed.
Xiao Yunfei rarely meddles in other people's business, especially in matters that have nothing to do with him. He never takes the initiative, as long as the other party does not hurt innocent people.
at the same time.
In a forest in Cemetery Heights, more than two dozen men in black suits with cold faces stood in a row, waiting for orders from the middle-aged man of medium build in front of the crowd.
Through the moonlight, you can vaguely see a middle-aged man with a strong face, and a deep scar on his face. It was when he fought desperately with the enemy on the battlefield to defend the country and the people, and was shot by a cannonball.
The scars left by the fragments.
Once upon a time, he was proud of that scar and regarded it as a medal.
But now, that scar can only make his sturdy face even more ferocious and terrifying.