Ling Anxiu's shout not only made Su Su and the others stop their movements, but also made Ye Fan and Ling Guojiang look over.
Ling Anxiu saw everyone looking at him, took a deep breath, and pointed his finger at Zhan Hu on the monitor:
"The Zhanhu seems reckless, but in fact it is thick and thin."
"Whether it's dozens of thunders swaggering, heart connection and detonating, or three cars scattered and blocked the door."
"This shows how good the battle against the tiger."
"This also means that he will not put eggs in the same basket easily."
"The eight murderers who broke into Ling's house, including himself, are probably just his Mingqi."
"There must be a spy outside who is secretly staring at the movements of Ling's house."
"This can be judged by the failure of three Hummers blocking the exit and the failure of the four peripheral surveillance probes."
"Zhanhu doesn't want us to peek at the situation outside."
"If you break up, you must kill the spies together, otherwise they may be detonated remotely."
Ling Anxiu showed a hint of worry: "This is Zhan Hu's last killer move."
Ling Guojiang and Ye Fan turned their heads and looked at Ling Anxiu, with a look of praise on their faces.
Obviously Ling Anxiu's analysis is very reasonable.
Su Su simply took out her cell phone and called out.
After a moment, Su Su spoke to Ling Guojiang and Ye Fan:
"The sniper on the rooftop peeked at the side of the main road leading to the house, a BMW car was hidden under a big tree."
"The car didn't move, but the thermal imaging showed two people inside, and some instruments and equipment."
She added: "Ms. Ling's judgment is probably correct."
Ling Guojiang looked at Ling Anxiu with praise: "I am worthy of being my genius granddaughter."
Then he said lightly: "Once you tear your face, the people in this car must also die."
"Grandpa has gone too far!"
Ling Anxiu stared at the monitor and smiled bitterly: "It's just that they are blocking the exit of the house now, and they are deaf and cannot go out to kill the assassin."
Su Su hesitated: "I'll arrange for the sniper to give it a try..."
"The distance is too far, and the big tree blocks the view, so it is difficult for snipers to act, and it may be counterproductive."
Ye Fan glanced at the monitor: "Official spy, I'll arrange it."
He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Dugu Shang.
Then, Ye Fan pushed Ling Guojiang's wheelchair to the first floor lobby.
In the middle of the spacious and luxurious hall, there were only Zhan Hu sitting carelessly, with four companions with live ammunition standing behind him.
They also had thunder hangs on their bodies, holding a remote control in their hands.
Zhan Hu and the others didn't drink a drop of the tea brought by the servant.
Very cautious.
Ling's bodyguards and nephews all leaned against the surrounding walls, holding shields and weapons to maintain their final dignity.
Seeing Ling Guojiang and Ye Fan appear, more than a dozen Ling's bodyguards were holding shields to guard.
Ling Guojiang waved his hand and told them all to get out.
Then, he took Ye Fan straight to Zhan Hu.
"Mr., long time no see."
Seeing Ling Guojiang appear, Zhan Hu immediately laughed and put down his legs to meet Ling Guojiang:
"I always heard that you are seriously ill and thought you were terminally ill and were about to die."
"I didn't expect that my complexion was better than that of me, I was a war tiger. I was not enough to describe it as a strong person. It should be said that I am rejuvenated."
"No wonder Brother Hao's relative, your son Ling Qijia's family, will be eradicated by you."
Zhan Hu's tone was filled with enthusiasm, but the words were filled with hostility.
He also glanced at Ye Fan with a sharp look, and when he saw his gentle and gentle appearance, he didn't take it much to heart.
In Zhanhu's information, the two deaf and mute elders are Ling Guojiang's biggest reliance.
Ling Guojiang did not bring the two of them out, probably because he didn't want to stimulate himself, which proved that Ling Guojiang was frightened by him.
Thinking of this, Zhan Hu smiled even more vigorously: "When Brother Hao comes out, he will definitely ask the head of the Ling family to have a few drinks."
Ling Guojiang was very direct: "Are you here to seek justice for Ling Qijia and Jia?"
"No, no, Brother Hao doesn't mean that."
Zhan Hu waved his hand when he heard this, stared at Ling Guojiang with a playful look and said with a smile:
"Jia is Hao's cousin, and Ling Qijia is also Hao's brother-in-law. When they die, the Jia family is in a state of turmoil and angry."
"Brother Hao is also in a deep relationship with his brother and sister and is in a sad mood, but he said that this is always a family matter between Ling."
"Brother Hao also believes that the leader of the Ling family has the lasting difficulties to kill them."
"It is not appropriate for him to interfere rashly, and he also dissuaded the Jia family's nephew from doing anything randomly."
"Brother Hao said that after he comes out, he will ask the head of the Ling family to clarify the matter before giving the Jia family an explanation."
Zhan Hu seems to be light and fluttering, but in fact he takes retreat as advance, reminding Ling Qijia that the matter cannot be erased personally.
"I didn't come for Ling Qijia's family today, so Mr. Zhan Hu don't talk nonsense anymore."
Ling Guojiang spoke indifferently: "Just be straightforward and tell me what you meant."
"Head Ling, you are too forgetful, aren't you? Didn't I say the conditions?"
Zhan Hu smiled Haomai: "Brother Hao is coming out, he is tight, so I ask you for a red envelope of one billion yuan."
"You know, Brother Hao has not been easy for many years. His assets have been confiscated and his physical condition has been damaged. He cannot make as much money as before."
"But he has so many brothers under his command to eat and support his family."
"He can only sell his old face and find the main red envelope for the Ling family."
"To be honest, if it weren't forcing me, Brother Hao wouldn't speak to the head of the Ling family."
Zhan Hu shook his raised feet while complaining to Ling Guojiang.
"One billion?"
Ling Guojiang tapped his finger on the wheelchair: "Your appetite is too big."
He has a billion, but he doesn't care about it, but he is taken away by someone intimidation. How can he survive in the future?
"The head of the Ling family was joking."
Zhan Hu laughed: "There is less than one percent of the Ling family's assets for one billion yuan."
"Where do you start with this big appetite?"
"Besides, Brother Hao and you are also old friends for many years. We have called together that we have the same blessings and difficulties as we share."
"The head of the Ling family has made a lot of money over the years, and its assets are second only to the Yang family. Have you forgotten the brothers in the same trench in the past?"
"Head of the Ling family, you must not forget your roots in life."
Zhan Hu leaned forward slightly, and his words were hidden in his cotton.
Ling Guojiang stared at Zhan Hu: "What if I don't give this red envelope?"
"If the head of the Ling family does not recognize Brother Hao as a friend, I will only disrespect the elderly and love the young."
Zhan Hu smiled with a hint of murderous intent: "I will hold the head of the Ling family from now on and stay in this hall."
"When will the red envelope arrive and when will I leave?"
Zhan Hu also gave up with a broken can: "Of course, the head of the Ling family can also shoot me to death with anger."
"I can't explain it to Brother Hao if I can't get one billion. When I go back, I'll be shot by Brother Hao."
"I might as well die at the hands of the head of the Ling family." While speaking, he picked up a thunder and threw it on the coffee table and walked around.