"Mr. Su, something happened at my house. Can you come over?"
On the phone, Qi Qinglan's voice was a little anxious, and her tone was slightly panicked.
This is extremely rare for Qi Qinglan.
Su Yun frowned and asked, "What's wrong? What happened to Mr. Qi again?"
"It's not my grandpa, this time it's my second uncle! He was kidnapped last night, and they even sent word that he will come to the door again at noon today."
"Your second uncle?" Su Yun was stunned for a moment.
He really didn't expect it.
When Qi Changsheng was in Yunzhou, he could really be regarded as a powerful tycoon. His power was deeply intertwined and his influence radiated to all aspects of Yunzhou.
Even a mafia boss like Cao Kun was not enough in front of Qi Changsheng.
Such a character, who travels with a large number of bodyguards, was actually kidnapped?
Suddenly, Su Yun seemed to have thought of something and asked: "The person who captured your second uncle was a martial arts master?"
"Yes, I heard from Mr. Zhou who is next to my second uncle that he seems to be some sort of master. He was invited by a former enemy of my Qi family. Including my grandfather's previous poisoning, it was also the handiwork of that enemy." Qi Qinglan said quickly.
Su Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll come over and you can give me your address."
After hanging up the phone, Su Yun immediately drove to the Qi family's old house.
The Qijia Old House is located in the Gongguan District in the southern suburbs. The buildings inside are quite characteristic of the Republic of China period. Each building has a history of decades or hundreds of years.
The same is true for the Qijia old house. It has been inherited for more than a hundred years and has been repaired several times, but it still maintains its original style and ancient charm.
But at this time.
The Qi family's old house felt like it was facing a formidable enemy, with people patrolling every corner of the courtyard with vigilance.
In the hall.
Qi Guozheng was sitting on the main seat, expressionless and silent.
Qi Qinglan stood beside Qi Guozheng with a concerned look on her face.
In addition to them, Mr. Zhou, who had a broken arm, was also sitting in the hall with a bandage.
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue was extremely solemn.
At this time, Xu Jun stepped in and reported to Qi Guozheng and Qi Qinglan: "Mr. Qi, Miss Qinglan, and the security personnel outside have been arranged."
Qi Guozheng nodded, with no expression on his face.
He naturally knew that the so-called security personnel were just trying to comfort themselves.
Xu Jun hesitated and asked, "Should we notify the police to intervene?"
Qi Guozheng and Qi Qinglan both looked at Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou coughed a few times, but his face was still pale. He shook his head feebly and said: "Xu Jun, you are also a member of the martial arts world. You should know what a martial arts master means. There is no point in informing the police.
"
When Xu Jun heard this, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face and he stopped talking.
Martial arts experts have transcended the category of normal people.
Back then, Wu Simao was shot by more than a dozen armed policemen, and he went on a rampage, as if he was in a deserted land.