Zhong Jiawei looked at Guiya and Tianpeng and nodded vigorously.
She was really frightened. As an ordinary person, if she was suddenly attacked and killed like this, she would probably have nightmares for several days.
Tianpeng was a relatively fat man. He took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Lingling. He said with a smile: "This is for you to eat."
Lingling looked at Jiang Zhihao, then at Zhong Jiawei, and finally took it, wiping her tears and said, "Thank you."
Tianpeng laughed playfully, took out a chicken leg from his pocket, and said while chewing: "I will protect you from now on, and I will give you a share of the delicious food."
Lingling looked at the fat uncle and finally took out a gummy candy from her pocket: "Here it is for you."
She and her protector get along pretty well, which is what makes Jiang Zhihao most gratified.
After giving the mother and daughter a good meal to comfort them, and after their emotions stabilized, Jiang Zhihao looked at Fang Changle and said, "Don't talk nonsense about what happened today. Whatever you see or hear, keep it to yourself. Except for this moment
No one in the house can be told, do you understand?"
Fang Changle hesitated and said, "Mr. Jiang, why does Mr. Ke want to harm you?"
"He is not Ke Yikai, he is impersonated by another person." Jiang Zhihao said.
Fang Changle was stunned for a moment and said: "No way... I have seen Mr. Ke before, and he looked like this. How could he be a fake?"
"It's hard to explain this to you. The real Ke Yikai will probably never appear again in the future. If asked over there, you won't know anything about it." Jiang Zhihao said.
Fang Changle's face was ugly. He didn't know the truth, but he knew that this matter was very important.
It's just that a big living person just disappeared, which is always hard to accept.
"What if the police come to investigate?" Fang Changle asked.
"It's still the same sentence. You don't know if you ask three questions." Jiang Zhihao said: "You don't have to worry about anything. Whether Ke Yikai is dead or alive has nothing to do with us, and it is not our fault. Without evidence, no one will care about it.
What do we do?"
Fang Changle had a lot of puzzles in his heart, but when he looked at Murong Lanyi who was standing next to him with an expressionless face, he couldn't ask any questions.
He had seen Murong Lanyi's fighting prowess with his own eyes. In such a fierce confrontation, if he had been in the position, he would have fallen down in three seconds.
Moreover, the door that had been kicked out of the room was still lying there quietly.
This pure solid wood door weighs at least several hundred kilograms. If you can kick it out and hit yourself, you will probably break all the ribs in your body.
Jiang Zhihao looked at Zhu Lengzhi again and said something similar.
Zhu Lengzhi naturally doesn't have so many problems or worries. He knows very well that the world is never as peaceful as ordinary people imagine.
Some things happen, no matter how incredible they are, they should be accepted as a matter of course.
Because he has now followed Jiang Zhihao and gradually entered that level, maybe one day in the future, he will also suffer the same thing.
Jiang Zhihao's injury made Zhu Lengzhi extremely vigilant, thinking that maybe he should also be equipped with a professional bodyguard.
After everyone was told, the pain gradually appeared, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Zhihao's forehead. He waved his hand to signal everyone to leave, and he wanted to take a good rest.
The room is in such a mess, of course we can't stay here.
After moving him to another room, only Murong Lanyi was with him, and not even Zhong Jiawei and Lingling could enter.