Chapter 1917 The evil star that should not be provoked
In the night, a private plane slowly took off from the airport and blended into the vast night.
At this time, Ying Wenshan was lying on the special bed with a pale face, and there were several chains wrapped around his body.
Two bodyguards in black were sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at Ying Wenshan without blinking, as if he would turn into a butterfly and fly away at any time.
"Have you seen enough?" Ying Wenshan slowly opened his eyes and said slightly dissatisfied: "You can let me go."
One of the bodyguards shook his head and said in a cautious tone: "Young Master, I can't let you go until I get to the place. This is the order of the eldest lady."
"I'm not talking to you." Ying Wenshan rolled his eyes disdainfully, "That woman is so pretentious that it's absolutely disgusting. Don't mention her in front of me."
"Master, this is also for your safety." The other bodyguard pursed his lips, and when he heard this, he persuaded: "Let's do this, let's let you go in another hour, how about it?"
Ying Wenshan opened his mouth and cursed: "What the hell! If you don't let me go, I'll kill both of you later."
The two bodyguards were speechless towards this grumpy young master and could only pretend he didn't exist and ignore all his requests.
"Qin Qiji, what the hell are you waiting for?" Ying Wenshan suddenly roared, "If you delay any longer, I will beat you up."
The two bodyguards were shocked at first, and then felt baffled. This was a plane flying in mid-air, and it was impossible for other people to suddenly appear.
"Master Ying, why are you so impatient? Isn't it difficult to wait until the plane lands safely?"
In fact, there was one more person, and he was a rather sturdy young man, wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket and leather trousers, with an arrogant expression and a lazy tone. As soon as he appeared, he reached out and held down the two bodyguards.
His head suddenly exerted force, knocking the two bodyguards unconscious, and then untied the rope from Ying Wenshan's body.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Why did you come so late?" Ying Wenshan didn't appreciate it at all, and his tone became even more impatient, "If it's any later, I'd really have to send him home to apologize to the old man." Then he asked again.
Said: "Where is the medicine?"
"Still so impatient, the medicine is here, don't drink it all at once, it's best to divide it into three times..." The man in leather chuckled, took out a small porcelain bottle about the size of his thumb from his pocket and threw it to Ying Wenshan.
Ying Wenshan directly opened the bottle cap and drank it all in one gulp: "Split it."
"You are such a waste of natural resources. I only have this bottle of this miracle medicine." The man in leather said with a regretful expression on his face, "If it weren't for you... forget it, I've finished the drink and I'm too lazy to argue with you. Anyway, let's start with
Let the plane return to the Imperial Capital."
"You don't need to remind me, the captain is mine." Ying Wenshan sat cross-legged on the bed in a very strange posture. After a few minutes, he suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled a few wisps of turbid air, regaining his original energy and spirit.
"Damn it, that stinky woman really wanted to destroy me. If I hadn't been prepared, he would have succeeded this time."
The leather-clad man chuckled and said, "She is your sister and the only spokesperson for [Tiangong] in the country. You'd better not offend her."
"Humph, I'm just the deputy sect leader of one of the four sects. His eyes are raised to the sky." Ying Wenshan thought of all the words and deeds of Ying Xiaoyue, and he was still angry in his heart: "Catch my little mistakes.
, just punish me to death, I don’t have this kind of sister, and she is not worthy to be the deputy sect leader of [Nantianmen].”
The man in the leather coat shook his head and said very solemnly: "You blame him wrong. You are not committed to a small loss, but a stars that should not be provoked."
"Shaxing? You can not help too much about that kid." Ying Wenshan didn't take it for granted. "In the summer, it is also the level of our [Tiangong] superior.
. ""
"Ying Master, you look at yourself too high." The man in the leather coat did not mean to leave some face to Yingwen Shan, and poked directly: "You don't even have the level of the generals now, but you dare to say such a big thing. I am.
May wish to tell you that Du Mingguang at the level of Tianwang is stunned by summer, what are you counting? "
"Du Mingguang had handed over with summer? I lost? I don't believe it!" Ying Wendong's face showed an unexpected expression, hesitated for two seconds or shook his head and said: "How many masters are inherently divine.
How can you lose to summer without a loss? "
"This is what I see with my own eyes." The man in leather said coldly: "That summer was really not a pan -generation, not only was the strong strength, but the women around him were all masters. Whether it was Yi Xiaoyin, Ning Rui or Ning Rui
Rui and Zhao Qingqing are not easy to deal with. "
"Who is this summer?" Ying Wenshan thought of A Jiu instantly. Although he did not make friends with A Jiu, he also obviously felt that her strength was definitely not low.
"In the past two decades, we have been developing overseas, and we know very little about domestic information." The man's eyes revealed a strong color: "And this summer, we know less
There are few. The information on the bright side has been deleted cleanly. We have also acquired the information of summer at high prices at the dark network, but those who have the eyes of the underground network are scared when they hear the name of summer.
Better again. ""
"He really has so powerful?" Although Ying Wenshan still didn't believe it, it also stirred his war of war. "It's best to be true, so don't hesitate to come to the country.
Harvest. "
The man in the pimi knew what Ying Wenshan was virtue, and directly reminded: "Remember your purpose of coming to the country, this is why we help you. If we plan to make a mistake, we will be dragged by you."
"Qin abandoned his illness, you are getting smaller and smaller." Ying Wenshan couldn't help but ironically, "There is no fight that was so fierce in the past.
"Because I have seen what it means to be in the sky." The man in leather did not respond to this kind of excitement, and said faintly: "I used to be a frog in a well, and I always felt that I was invincible. Later, I met a real master.
He talked about the power of me. The power gap between me and his strength, that is the heaven. "
Ying Wenshan has a little interest: "Who are you talking about this master?"
"His name is Nie Zixiong." When the man in the leather talked about this name, his expression was so solemn, "Don't think about recruiting him, because he is a fairy -like existence, it is impossible to be recruited by anyone, and I don’t know that he is in
where."
"That's a pity." Ying Wenshan sighed without regret.
The man in the leather coat didn't say a word. The summer of that day gave him a similar feeling, as if he had a little motion, he would definitely die without burial, and there was no possibility of survival. This is what he is so afraid of summer.
The real reason, but he didn't say to anyone.
It didn't take long for the plane to return to Emperor Jing's airport. The two of them got off the plane and changed a low -key car and rushed to a villa in the suburbs.
At this time, the villa was brightly lit. Several men and women of different ages were waiting for the return of Ying Wenshan and Qin's illness in the living room.
"Several are there, that's great." After Ying Wenshan came in, he sat on the main position immediately, "You can avoid a lot of time, start directly."
One of the young women wearing improved Hanfu's emerald skirts said with a smile: "Master Ying is a bit anxious, call us here, and say nothing, just shout, what do you want us to start?
"?"
"The little cheap sister -in -law of the Su family, since you are here, why not pretend to be garlic." The old woman sitting opposite the woman in the long skirt was a long -lasting woman.
One sentence.
The woman's eyebrows pressed the eyebrows and glanced at the old lady: "Who are you scolding who is the little cheap? Old Mrs. Qian is a big age, pay attention to the accumulation of virtue, be careful of retribution, let you give you black hair with black hair.
people."
"What do you say!" The old lady of the chicken leather poked on the ground holding a cane: "You are a cheap sister again!"
The old lady of the chicken skin was sitting on the side of a handsome young man.
Another expressionless middle -aged man, holding his body, his head was low, as if he was not interested in anything.
"What are the grievances between you, Master Ben is not interested." Ying Wenshan had a cold face, and his tone was quite gloomy: "But it is best not to be bad.
I have to say that the young master should still be a bit deterrent.
"Okay, since everyone wants to do big things, it is easy to do." Ying Wenshan continued: "I came to China for two things. One was to receive all the forces of Nantianmen, and the other was to get the secret recipe for returning to the old.
Both of these things require everyone's cooperation, especially the first one. Ying Xiaoyue was blindfolded by her selfish desire. It is no longer suitable for being the deputy door owner.
One thing, you can do it after the second thing is completed. On the surface, you must fully cooperate with the plan of Ying Xiaoyue to destroy Frost Moon Island, but after getting the secret recipe, you must give it to me. Do you understand? "
A few people glanced at each other, and obviously came here. This was the internal power of power and gaining money, and remained silent.
The man in the leather Yi watched a circle and said, "Master Ying is the only child of Master Ying, and the best disciple of the Lord of Tiangong. You'd better make a choice carefully."
At this time, the others couldn't help but talk with the politeness with a smile, but it was nothing more than supporting Yingwen Mountain Yunyun.
"Well, I didn't expect you to help me wholeheartedly. Just don't add chaos to me." Ying Wenshan never thought that these people would obediently obedient, as long as they were watching.
"By the way, there is a third thing. This is my private matter. You can help me or not." A thought suddenly flashed through Ying Wenshan's mind, "Before doing those two big things, I want you to take action.
Help me kill someone."
Everyone's hearts trembled, it was obvious that this so-called inconsequential private matter was the real test.
The woman in the long skirt covered her lips and smiled softly: "We are the best at killing people. I wonder who Master Ying wants to kill?"
"This person's name is Xia Tian." Ying Wenshan said calmly.
The middle-aged man who had been silent and hunched up suddenly raised his head, a light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse as if it came from hell: "Who do you want to kill?"