Late at night comes again, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the world is vast and lonely.
The Ling Family Manor was originally built on the outskirts of Huaiyuan City, and it was even quieter at this time.
Along with the chirping of insects, except for occasional security patrols, there were no other sounds in the manor.
In the northwest corner of the Ling family manor, two figures sneaked over the wall and entered.
"Lao Ling, just follow what you have rehearsed before, and don't get stage fright. Whether you can successfully get back what belongs to you depends on your performance tonight."
Ling Fusheng nodded. His expression could not be seen clearly late at night, but he was obviously a little nervous.
Yang Haoran was still wearing his usual clothes, while Ling Fusheng was made up by Ling Yurou to look like an evil ghost who died tragically.
He was wearing a bloody suit and was torn into strips.
First, a thick layer of white foundation was applied to the face, making it look pale. Then, syrup was applied to all the facial features, causing the orifices to bleed.
The two hands were dyed with ink and painted dark red. Even if you look at them in the daytime, you will feel shocked.
"Mr. Yang, there are more than thirty security guards on duty in the manor, and there are five dark warriors responsible for patrolling."
"Leave all these to me, you just need to concentrate on acting."
Yang Haoran let go of his spiritual senses and dodged the patrolling security guards.
Until he met the Anjin warrior on patrol, Yang Haoran asked Ling Fusheng to hide.
Then I saw Yang Haoran running out like a civet cat, and his movements were so fast that it was incredible.
The two Anjin warriors didn't even react, and were knocked down to the ground by Yang Haoran using acupuncture techniques and dragged to the grass.
Ling Fusheng looked shocked, feeling more and more unfathomable about Yang Haoran.
He knew the strength of these two dark warriors very well. Even a dozen strong men were no match for them, but they were easily subdued by Yang Haoran, which showed that Yang Haoran was very strong.
Under normal circumstances, Ling Musheng and Ling Jinsheng would live in the Ling family manor. This was a rule established by Mr. Ling before his death, and it has never changed.
In Ling Musheng's single-family villa, Ling Musheng was sleeping soundly with his little lover in his arms. Even in his sleep, Ling Musheng's hand was still holding it dishonestly.
Apart from Ling Musheng and his young lover, there are only two security guards and a housekeeper in the entire villa, sleeping in a bungalow on the first floor.
Yang Haoran knew everything well before arriving. Under the leadership of Ling Fusheng, he threw a bag of poison into the security guard and housekeeper's room.
With a snap, Yang Haoran pulled down the power switch of the villa, and the few scattered lights turned completely dark.
Yang Haoran jumped into Ling Musheng's room from the window, then opened the locked door and waved Ling Fusheng in.
In order to match the atmosphere, Yang Haoran specially downloaded some background music for the appearance of evil spirits, and turned the volume down very low, making it seem like there was nothing there.
Then he hid in a corner and tapped the ground rhythmically with his hands.
"Ling Musheng, my brother, wake up and see who I am?"
Ling Fusheng made a hoarse voice without emotion and stood beside Ling Musheng's bed. There was a small highlighter hanging on his clothes, which shone on his face, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
Ling Musheng's little lover woke up first, and when she saw Ling Fusheng's face approaching her, she let out a scream, then lost her voice, and fainted from the fright.
Ling Musheng turned over in excitement and saw Ling Fusheng who looked like a hungry ghost. He was so frightened that he jumped off the bed.
"Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Ling Musheng, my brother, I died so miserably! Why did you want to harm me? Not even letting my daughter go?"
Ling Musheng's head buzzed and he kept retreating. He was soon frightened to the point of breaking out in cold sweat.
"Don't come over here, second brother, we are brothers. If you have something to say, please don't come over here!"
Ling Fusheng's bleeding face was expressionless as he approached Ling Musheng at a slow speed, and his palm as black as charcoal stretched out towards Ling Musheng.
"Come with me, I will take you to see your father!"
Ling Musheng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling as if shaking.
"Second brother, you can't do this. It's not my idea to harm you alone, it's also my eldest brother.
He asked me to do it all, and he planned everything behind me."
"Why do you want to harm me?"
"Jealous, because the eldest brother is jealous of your ability. He said that if we don't get rid of you, all the property of the Ling family will fall into your hands sooner or later.
I listened to his instigation, and then I found someone to attack you!
So if you want revenge, you should go to Big Brother, not me!"
Ling Fusheng's breathing was obviously heavier. He originally thought that Ling Musheng was responsible for all this alone, but he didn't expect that Ling Jinsheng was also involved, which made him shudder.
"What have you done? I died inexplicably, and I was wronged!"
As he spoke, Ling Fusheng mechanically stretched out his palm and made a move to get closer to Ling Musheng.
Ling Musheng was shrouded in fear and completely lost all sense of reason.
"I tell you, I tell you everything.
This started five years ago. The neurotoxin that killed you was bought by my eldest brother from the Eagle Kingdom.
Then we tampered with your exclusive tableware. You have been using it for five years, and it finally broke out not long ago.
The transfer of property after this was also done by my eldest brother. I was just bewitched. Second brother, you have to believe me!"
"Where are the company's original accounts and contracts? I want to see what you have done?"
"At Big Brother's place, he keeps everything under his personal care. It's none of my business!"
The rhythmic slapping sound stopped suddenly, and Yang Haoran walked out from the corner, slapping his palms.
"This sibling cannibalism thing is really smooth and exciting!"
"Who are you?"
Ling Musheng's head buzzed again.
"I am the cousin of the King of Hell, and I will clean up scum like you for him."
Yang Haoran stretched out a finger and pressed it on Ling Musheng's forehead.
In an instant, Ling Musheng's eyes glazed over and he fell into a state of hallucination.
After a while, Yang Haoran retracted his finger and sneered.
"You are such a dishonest brother. You don't tell the truth at this time. Those accounts are divided into two parts, he and Ling Jinsheng each have half. His is in the safe, and the key is in the secret compartment of the study."
Ling Fusheng was greatly surprised by Yang Haoran's methods. How did he know these secrets?
Yang Haoran didn't explain. He quickly found the key to the safe after leaving the room, and pulled out a bunch of items. There was also a USB flash drive used to store data.
"Let's go. People here won't wake up until dawn. Let's go to the next house and call it a day."