Chapter four hundred and twentieth eight men tears do not flick
Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a shabby Tang suit walking quickly towards the crowd.
This man has a serious expression, a face with a Chinese character, thick eyebrows, a wide mouth, and is quite tall, but his back is a bit hunched.
"Master Yan!"
"Master Yan!"
"Hello, Mr. Yan!"
...
When the surrounding Liang family members saw this middle-aged man, they nodded and said hello.
Although they shouted enthusiastically, Lin Yang was keenly aware that there was a bit of sarcasm and disdain on everyone's face.
Their respect does not come from the heart.
"Um."
The middle-aged man nodded to the crowd, then walked over and stood in front of Lin Yang.
Lin Yang closed his eyes and said nothing.
He knew this person, but he believed that this person might not be able to recognize him.
But his appearance must be related to Liang Sheng and Liang Hongying. I'm afraid he also knows Lin Yang's identity...
The fact is that this person is the only one who can stop him at the moment.
Because this man is Liang Qiuyan’s husband, Liang Fengyan!
Liang Fengyan was a very serious and traditional person. After Liang Qiuyan accepted him as his adopted son, Liang Fengyan did not object. Sometimes he would tease Lin Yang, but after all, he did not have much contact with Lin Yang, but in view of
For Liang Qiuyan's sake, Lin Yang will still give him a minimum of respect...
"Lin...Mr. Lin, you come with me first, and I can talk to you for a few words...is that okay?" Liang Fengyan looked at Lin Yang with a complicated expression and said slowly.
"Do you also want to persuade me?" Lin Yang said hoarsely.
He not only stood up for Su Yan, but also stood up for Liang Qiuyan. Could it be that Liang Fengyan also wanted to go against him?
How chilling is this?
However, Liang Fengyan clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and said with difficulty: "My child...you...just listen to me..."
His tone was almost pleading.
Lin Yang's pupils narrowed and he looked at Liang Feng for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before Lin Yang said hoarsely: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to hear what you have to say!"
After saying that, Lin Yang walked towards a nearby warehouse.
Liang Fengyan also hurriedly followed in.
"Uncle Yan, you must persuade Lin Yang to stop!" Liang Sheng at the door prayed secretly in his heart.
At this time, I'm afraid Liang Fengyan is the best to use...
Seeing many Liang family members gathered outside, Liang Sheng immediately shouted: "It's okay, it's okay, everyone is gone, they're all gone!"
"Brother Sheng, who is this person and what is going on?" someone asked in confusion.
"It's just a guest of our Liang family. Don't make a fuss. It's nothing to break into the Liang family. Don't talk nonsense about what happened here. Do you hear me? If anyone talks nonsense, be careful that I will kill him.
Skin!" Liang Sheng shouted.
"Yes, Brother Sheng!"
People shouted one after another, but there was still confusion in every pair of eyes.
Liang Sheng was too lazy to explain to these people. He trotted to the old man who was still lying on the ground and quickly helped him up.
"Uncle Wen, are you okay?" Liang Sheng asked carefully.
"I...I'm fine, I'm just a little short of breath..." Wen Bo breathed a few times with all his strength and said a little weakly.
"I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Liang Sheng said hurriedly.
"Hospital? No... no... I'll just rest and be fine. I'll recover after I calm down."
"Uncle Wen, you are so powerful in martial arts, how could you be like this? Are you suffering from a geriatric disease?" Liang Sheng asked curiously.
This Uncle Wen has been guarding the Liang family since he was a child. He has always been here in the wind and sun. He has never seen Uncle Wen sick or cold. Why did he suddenly collapse?
Uncle Wen did not say a word, but stood up with difficulty and raised his withered yellow hand.
Liang Sheng looked around and saw an extremely slender pinhole on his wrist.
"Uncle Wen, when did you go to fetch water? Do you really have a cold?" Liang Sheng asked in surprise.
"This is not the eye of an injection needle, but the eye of a silver needle." Wenbo looked at the needle attentively.
"Silver needle?" Liang Sheng opened his mouth wide.
"I was knocked down by that boy." Wen Bo said hoarsely.
"What?"
Liang Sheng's mouth opened so wide that he could no longer speak.
A small silver needle...brought down Uncle Wen?
If you tell me this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one in the entire Liang family will believe it...
...
...
Inside the warehouse.
Liang Fengyan closed the door, but did not look back immediately. Instead, he turned his back to Lin Yang, as if he was thinking about something. He didn't know how long it took before he turned his head and spoke.
"Are you Xiaoyang?"
"it's me."
Lin Yang pricked his neck with a silver needle, and his god-like face immediately returned to Lin Yang's appearance.
"Is this your true appearance?" Liang Fengyan asked in surprise.
"That was my original appearance before." Lin Yang said.
"How did you do it?" Liang Fengyan said in disbelief.
It's almost like magic.
But Lin Yang remained silent.
Liang Fengyan took a deep breath and knew that now was not the time to talk about this.
"Xiaoyang, you must... hate me very much, right?"
"No, I just look down on you." Lin Yang whispered.
"Yes." Liang Fengyan said with a bitter smile: "If I can't even protect my wife, what's the use of a person like me? I deserve to be looked down upon..."
"Then, why don't you protect your godmother?" Lin Yang asked lightly.
However, this casual sentence was like a needle, deeply irritating Liang Fengyan.
He suddenly raised his head, eyes red, stared at Lin Yang, lowered his voice and shouted: "Why? Don't you understand why? Because I have no ability! I am incompetent! I am a waste! Are you satisfied with this explanation?"
Lin Yang fell into silence again.
But Liang Fengyan rummaged around in his pocket, took out a pack of Yellow Crane Tower, lit one, sat on the wooden chair next to him, and said hoarsely: "Actually, what are you doing?
Mother should not have suffered such an unreasonable disaster. She was not a sinner of our Liang family. It's a pity...she offended someone...offended someone who shouldn't be offended...she really...
You shouldn't do that...Why is she so impulsive..."
As he spoke, Liang Feng closed his eyes tightly, and the big tears could no longer be suppressed, and flowed directly from the corners of his eyes.
A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.
Lin Yang never thought that Uncle Yan, who had always been serious and strong, would have such a helpless and desperate side...
"What on earth... happened?" Lin Yang asked in a low voice.
But Liang Fengyan raised his empty eyes and said, "Xiaoyang, have you ever heard of...Wangyou Island?"
