In the quiet backyard of the Rongguang Club in Beijing, an old man with a pale face was helped into the backyard gate by two big men.

In the bamboo pavilion in the backyard, a man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes sat in front of a stone table, drinking quietly by himself, ignoring the old man who was helped to walk in front of him.

There was a hint of bitterness on the old man's pale face. He knew that he might never step foot here again after today.

Rongguang Club, which means glory and glory, is very famous in the circles of celebrities in the capital where large and small clubs gather.

You must know that this club is the property of the Bai family, one of the four major families in the capital. Anyone who can enter the backyard can be regarded as one of the backbone elites of the Bai family. Whether it is in officialdom, the army, or in the shopping mall, they will be able to get everything they want.

This shows how profound the Bai family's methods and background are.

A person who practices martial arts, learns martial arts and sells them to the emperor's family. The old man has always been proud of being able to step into this place at the age of forty-six. Over the years, he has visited dozens of cities and worked hard for his position in the Bai family.

It has been more than 20 years since then. Although I have not done anything shocking, fortunately, I have never made any mistakes.

To make a living in a big family, what matters is not how to be dazzling, but how to keep a low profile and bide your time. Your master is a person who knows how to keep a low profile and bide your time.

It's a pity that this trip to Haicheng not only failed to complete the mission, but also suffered heavy losses.

Thinking of the scene when he fled back to the capital in despair, the hatred in the old man's heart became stronger and stronger, and his whole body was shaking faintly, not knowing whether it was because of anger or pain.

There was a soft sound...

The man sitting at the stone table slowly put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at the old man outside the stone pavilion with bright starry eyes.

"Zhang Yiyuan, how is the matter in Haicheng going?" the man asked lightly, but his tone was full of endless majesty, making people have the urge to surrender.

The old man was none other than Zhang Yiyuan, who had fled back to the capital after being seriously injured by Lin Tian in Haicheng. At this time, he lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the trembling all over his body had intensified.

"Huh?" The man glanced at Zhang Yiyuan slightly suspiciously, stood up and walked to Zhang Yiyuan's side, raised his hand and grabbed his wrist to check his pulse.

"Young Master..." Zhang Yiyuan shouted in fear and embarrassment.

The man let go of his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Yiyuan, and asked calmly: "Is there anyone in Haicheng who can hurt you so badly?"

Zhang Yiyuan could not hear the doubt in the young master's tone. He nodded tremblingly and said: "Indeed, the injury was indeed in Haicheng."

"Who are you from?" the man asked, staring at Zhang Yiyuan.

Zhang Yiyuan was speechless when asked, and he didn't know which force Lin Tian belonged to.

"have no idea?"

"Young Master, that's what happened..." Zhang Yiyuan raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and briefly told the man how he was injured in Haicheng.

After listening, the man didn't have much expression on his face. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

boom……

The window of a wing in the backyard suddenly opened, and a person jumped out. The person was very fast and appeared behind the man in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was a man who was about 1.7 meters tall with a treacherous look on his face. He was a little thin, but his exposed muscles were full of explosive power. His mouth and index finger were even covered with calluses. He was obviously a master of shooting guns.

Zhang Yiyuan didn't understand the man's purpose of calling people, and his heart suddenly clenched.

He knew very well how cruel and ruthless this seemingly calm and calm master was. Over the years, he had single-handedly sent countless gangs, large and small, to hell because of his greed. He also knew the underground situation in more than a dozen cities.

It all comes from this person...

"In three days, you take Azhuo to Haicheng to meet the master you mentioned. Once you have done this, you can rest in the nursing home." The man ordered Zhang Yiyuan.

"Okay, okay young master!" Zhang Yiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and responded hurriedly.

The man nodded and said to Zhuo Feng behind him: "Azhuo, after seeing that master, it's best if he can be brought to my advantage. If not, then kill him immediately!"

"Don't worry, young master." Zhuo Feng said with a playful smile.

"Take him to a nursing home to recuperate for three days!" the man ordered the two bodyguards who were supporting Zhang Yiyuan.

The bodyguard took the order and immediately took Zhang Yiyuan out of the backyard.

After the three of them disappeared at the entrance of the courtyard, a wise look flashed in the man's starry eyes, and he turned to Zhuo Feng who was careless and said: "Zhuo, how credible do you think Zhang Yiyuan's words are?"

"Zhang Yiyuan has been with the young master for so many years, so he should be trustworthy." Zhuo Feng thought for a moment and said. He didn't want to say anything more. The most taboo thing about making a living in a big family is talking about other people in front of the master.

The man looked into the distance and said as if muttering to himself: "I heard that Qiu Xueyan is in Haicheng recently?"

"According to the people below, I was just passing through Haicheng." Zhuo Feng said uncertainly.

"Qiu Xueyan arrived in Haicheng yesterday, right?" the man said calmly.

"Yeah!" Zhuo Feng nodded with a gloomy face. Then he thought about why the young master mentioned Qiu Xueyan, and said in surprise: "Young master, do you mean that Zhang Yiyuan might have been seriously injured by Qiu Xueyan?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's hard to say!"

As the man's voice fell, Shiting fell into silence.

After a while, the man asked calmly: "Do you know why I asked you to leave for Haicheng in three days?"

Zhuo Feng shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"How many big and small things does Dragon Soul do every day? Qiu Xueyan will not stay in a small sea city for three days. Although some characters in Haicheng are worthy of her close attention, they are just a close eye. Three days later

, you should not encounter Qiu Xueyan when you go to Haicheng, as long as she is not here, there should be no one in Haicheng who can be your opponent."

"What about the master who injured Zhang Yiyuan?" Zhuo Feng asked.

"The internal force has shocked your heart. With your Xuan-level strength, it is not difficult to destroy that master," the man said.

Zhuo Feng nodded. He had advanced to the Xuan level, and his strength had increased several times. People of Zhang Yiyuan's level were called masters by ordinary people, but in his eyes they could be killed without much effort.

"Zhang Yiyuan is old and no longer has the same aggressiveness as before..." the man said with some pity.

"Well, that's why the young master arranged for him to rest in a nursing home when he comes back?"

The man's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer. He took a piece of paper from the stone table and handed it to Zhuo Feng.

Zhuo Feng glanced at the content above, and his treacherous face became solemn.

"The tail left by Zhang Yiyuan is too big, and it carries a heavy burden, and one person is needed to end this matter!" the man said unhurriedly.

"What the young master means..." Zhuo Feng seemed to understand the man's meaning, and waved his hand in an obliterating gesture.

The man looked at Zhuo Feng appreciatively, "Other than that, is there any better way to end it?"

Zhuo Feng thought about it for a moment and finally shook his head.

The information written on the paper is already very serious. More than a dozen bodyguards brought by Zhang Yiyuan have been arrested by the Haicheng Public Security Bureau, and guns were also found. The life and death of these people is not important, what is important is the source of the guns.

.

Once this matter gets bigger, Zhang Yiyuan's identity will be found out sooner or later. At that time, the young master will also be affected. Although these guns cannot affect the entire Bai family, they will be detrimental to the young master's future rise to power.

"What should we do with those people in the bureau? Should we destroy them all together?" Zhuo Feng said viciously.

The man waved his hand and said, "Those people don't know Zhang Yiyuan's true identity. If we kill them, this matter will not end. Instead, it will get worse and worse, and eventually it will burn him. Don't forget, Qiu Xueyan is not the only one with the Dragon Soul."

Zhuo Feng nodded vigorously and said, "I understand, young master."

"Go down and prepare to leave for Haicheng in three days."

"Yes!" Zhuo Feng said, turned around and disappeared quickly, coming and going silently like a shadow.

The man looked into the distance, took a long breath, and murmured to himself: "With one careless move, everything will be lost. It's a pity that I have kept a low profile for more than 20 years. It's pitiful, pitiful..."

****

At Xie Changhe's home in Yujingwan Community, Haicheng, the burly Long Han was sitting carelessly on the sofa in the hall.

Xie Changhe sat opposite Long Han, smoking continuously. The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts.

"Lao Xie, are you sitting upright on the sofa smoking and holding in your fart?" Long Han grabbed a bunch of grapes, ate all the grape berries in a few times, and threw the grape handful on the coffee table.

Xie Changhe glanced at the handfuls of grapes on the coffee table, glanced at Long Han, and said, "Can't you just finish eating and throw it in the trash can?"

"Hey, when you became the director, your quality didn't improve much, but your temper got a lot worse?" Long Hanhu roared with eyes wide open.

Xie Changhe rolled his eyes at Long Han, "Let me tell you, you are also a big boss, chairman, and multinational CEO with a net worth of more than one billion. Can you pay more attention to your image?"

Long Han sneered, "What a fool, this is not in someone else's house, so be careful!"

"..." Xie Changhe was speechless. In his own family, Long Han was indeed no outsider. How could he and this reckless man come out of the Tiger Camp together?

"Eat a few bunches of grapes and this guy will feel bad after eating them!" Long Han said unforgivingly.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm worried about a lot of things. If you have something to say, say it quickly!" Xie Changhe said with a frown.

"Are you done thinking about it?" Long Han asked. When he entered the door, he was eager to ask about Lin Tian's situation, but seeing that Xie Changhe was frowning and thinking about something, he didn't bother him. After many years of comrade-in-arms relationship, he was very interested in Xie Changhe.

Very understanding.

"No." Xie Changhe cherished his words like gold.

"Don't think about it until you finish it. Let me ask you something first. Help me check this guy in the public security bureau's system."

"What's wrong? Who bullied Bao'er again?" Xie Changhe asked directly.

Long Han gave Xie Changhe a roll of his eyes, "Serious business!"

"When has it been a serious matter for you to vent your anger for Bao'er?" Xie Changhe teased.

"This time it's not about Bao'er."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changhe said curiously: "What's going on, you tell me first, otherwise I won't bother to investigate for you!"

"That's what happened. There was a boy who was flirting with my baby. I had a fight with that boy when I got off the plane today. Well, that boy was pretty good at martial arts and was much better than you..." Long Han was embarrassed to say.

He was beaten until he vomited blood, but instead compared Xie Changhe and Lin Tian.

"Huh? Why has Haicheng started mass-producing masters recently?" Xie Changhe asked in surprise. He knew that Long Han's strength was much stronger than his own, both in the Tiger Camp and now. He had never done this before.

deny.

"I don't care whether it's mass production or not. Right now, I just want to know where that kid came from. Otherwise, if he bullies my Bao'er one day, I won't be able to find him even if I want to beat him up." Long Han said.
Chapter completed!