In the Songzhu Pavilion in the Chang's old home, the old and white-haired old man Chang stacked his hands on the crutch, and his loose eyelids closed slightly as if he was taking a nap.

Next to Mr. Chang, the black-faced old man stood behind him like a bodyguard, looking silently at the Chang's men sitting on both sides with majestic eyes.

Uncle Blind Zhu held a handful of erhu that had been with him for many years, raised his head slightly, and said nothing without saying anything like a sculpture. And sitting opposite Uncle Blind Zhu was Changqingshan with a gray complexion and a sense of a superior all over his body.

Further down there were Chang Baisheng, Chang Wei, and Chang Yue, who were full of hatred. The three of them lowered their heads, dared not breathe, and looked like they did something wrong and were waiting to be punished.

The Chang family rules are very strict, and they are very particular about the arrangements and sitting. If there is a second-generation direct lineage, no one in the third generation except Chang Baisheng will be qualified to sit in the house of Songzhu Pavilion and can only listen outside.

Songzhu Pavilion is not a place where Mr. Chang rests, but a place where the Chang family holds a special meeting. The nanny and security guards in the family are not allowed to enter the Songzhu Pavilion for a hundred meters. Usually, only the black-faced old man comes to clean up, or the direct descendants of the Chang family come in to clean up.

The atmosphere in the cabinet was very dull and depressing, and the breathing sound was getting heavier, which made people feel nervous for no reason.

"Zhushan, is there any fruit?" Mr. Chang suddenly shook his eyebrows and raised his eyelids to look at Zhushan.

Zhushan shook his head and owed Mr. Chang and said, "Go back to Mr. Chang, there is no specific result yet."

As Zhushan's voice fell, Chang Baisheng's nervous face slightly eased, as if he was relieved, and this subtle change was completely seen by Chang Wei, who was very close to him.

"Brother, can't bear to bear it?" Chang Wei sneered and looked at Chang Baisheng with interesting thoughts.

Chang Baisheng turned his head and looked at Chang Wei, and snorted softly, "Chang Wei, Uncle Zhu talks with the old man, are you the only one who interrupts?"

This sentence can be very reasonable. Chang Wei is just a direct grandson of the Chang family's three generations. The most important thing is that he is not the eldest grandson of the family. With such an embarrassing identity, it is already a rare opportunity to enter Songzhu Pavilion, let alone talk directly with Zhushan or the old man. In the rules of the Chang family, there is no equal dialogue between elders and juniors.

Of course, if the identity, status or power of the younger generation cannot be ignored and cannot be ignored in the Chang family, this possibility will be possible. Just like Changqingshan, who was then the political and legal secretary of Haicheng at the age of 30, became the guardian of the Chang family in Baidao in Haicheng, so he had the opportunity to have an equal dialogue with his uncle. Compared with Changqingshan, Changwei was incomparable in the sky and the underground.

"You..." Chang Wei choked by Chang Baisheng's words, his face suddenly became ugly and distorted, but he was helpless. No matter what aspect, he could not suppress Chang Baisheng. He ate him so hard as his identity as a Changsun.

Mr. Chang ignored the verbal quarrel between his two grandsons, but instead breathed meaningfully and said, "How sure are the people this time?"

Uncle Blind Eyes suddenly became a little nervous, and a delicate cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The old face of orange like dry skin trembled. The killer Thorn, who Tuofu had contacted for Chang Wei, not only did not kill Lin Tian, ​​but Lin Tian followed the clues and almost stabbed Chang Wei to death with a silver needle. Then the crazy knife he contacted himself had no news. Lin Tian was still alive and could guess with his toes that the crazy knife was also killed by Lin Tian.

He asked the killer to take action twice, but failed both times. If he failed again this time, it would be hard for Zhushan to imagine how Mr. Chang would be disappointed with him.

"This time I invited a B-level killer from Siberian Training Camp. According to my Chinese strength, it should be the peak of Xuan Realm." Zhushan said this and paused: "Huang Yang beside the eldest son should be the strength of Huang level. Xuan Realm can completely crush the master of Huang level. If the eldest son said that, then Lin Tian was still struggling to deal with Huang Yang. He could not touch Huang Yang in the early stage. Later, I guessed that he should have broken through to Xuan Realm and seriously injured Huang Yang. With the strength of the B-level killer from Siberian Training Camp, he should be able to deal with Lin Tian steadily."

Mr. Chang seemed not very interested in Zhushan's analysis, but went straight to the point: "That killer is at the peak of Xuan level. There should be news about dealing with an ordinary girl."

Hearing this sentence, Zhushan couldn't help but sweat.

Mr. Chang seemed to be wondering, but in fact he was hinting that Zhushan was not reliable. A peak Xuan-level master assassinated an ordinary person, but there was no news for such a long time, so he was very likely to have it in.

But Zhushan was a little unbelievable that the killer would turn in. With his understanding of the killer in the Siberian training camp, let alone killing a woman who has no kung fu, even if he has kung fu and has hundreds of guards, he will still be killed. Until now, there is no news about the killer. It is very likely that he has not found a chance to attack, or that Lin Tian is next to Ji Qiujun, so it is difficult to attack.

"Old man, I think someone should be protecting the girl, so there is no news yet." Zhushan said nervously, but in his heart he hoped that there would be no problem with what he had speculated, otherwise his old face would be lost.

"Hope is right!" Mr. Chang said slowly.

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man walked in quickly.

After entering Songzhu Pavilion, the middle-aged man bent slightly towards Mr. Chang and Chang Qingshan, and then said: "Dad, Chicheng Qi family is here to visit, and the eldest brother will accompany them to have tea in the hall for the time being."

"Qi Family in Chicheng?" Old Master Chang raised his eyelids, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Yes." The middle-aged man responded respectfully.

"What did that old dog Qi Yun send someone here to do?" the black-faced old man asked in confusion.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Uncle Tie, the person who came from the Qi family is Qi Zhaoyang."

"Half-Good's puppy came here in person? It seems that something is wrong here." Old Tie said, looking at Mr. Chang.

Mr. Chang nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "You go."

"Yes." The middle-aged man understood what to do as soon as he heard it. The old man asked him to spread Qi Zhaoyang for a while, so he turned around and left Songzhu Pavilion.

"Zhushan, what do you think about this?" asked Mr. Chang.

Zhushan stroked his chin beard and said, "The Qi family is in Chicheng and has shown no sign of expansion in the past few years. This time Qi Zhaoyang came to visit the old man. It is possible that Qi Yun took advantage of his current life and used some of his remaining heat to pave the way for Qi Zhaoyang."

"Yeah." Mr. Chang nodded and said to Chang Baisheng: "Yeah, do you think Zhushan's analysis is reasonable?"

Chang Baisheng frowned and thought about it repeatedly before saying, "Grandpa, Uncle Zhu means that Qi Yun wants to find us to cooperate so that Qi Zhaoyang can stabilize the plate after taking over?"

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"Brother can calm down now? Ji Qiuyun is really good-looking, but it's a pity." Chang Wei said sarcastic words.

A trace of harshness flashed in Chang Baisheng's eyes and said, "It's just a woman."

"Ji Qiuyun is a woman, but not all women can make you moved, right?"
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