"He has been incompatible with Jin Peng over the years. Although he has a bad temper, he should be a trustworthy person." Murong Feiyan said, "I will call him right now and ask him to assist you. With his roots in the Northeast and his
Strength should be able to help you deal with Jinpeng."
"Okay. Leave the matter of dealing with Jin Peng to me. I promise you that I will avenge you. However, I have my own plan, so you must not mess around." Yang Ling understood Murong Feiyan's mood at this time, so
, had to warn her again and again. If Murong Feiyan recklessly dealt with Jin Peng, ruined her plan, and put Hu Li in danger, the gain would outweigh the loss.
For Yang Ling, nothing is as important as saving Hu Li. This is also the most important and urgent thing for him at the moment.
"Okay, I get it, that's it."
After saying that, Murong Feiyan couldn't wait to hang up the phone.
In the past, she might have taken the opportunity to flirt with Yang Ling, but at this moment, she was not in such a mood at all. Ren Qingtian's death had always been a knot in her heart; now, she finally knew the real reason that killed him.
How could Murong Feiyan not be excited about the murderer? She wished she could fly to Bingcheng immediately, but she was willing to believe Yang Ling.
Ever since she broke up with her family, Ren Qingtian has been her only one and the person she trusts most. Now, the only person worthy of her trust is Yang Ling. After all, when she was in Northern Jiangsu, Yang Ling helped her get rid of the gangsters regardless of reward.
Evil.
Yang Ling put down her phone and took a sip of coffee.
In the past few days, although there were not many things going on, he was under great psychological pressure. This also made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.
Although Tu Hong has huge power in Crane City, even Jin Peng does not dare to deal with him rashly; however, this is the Ice City after all, and it is Jin Peng's place. Once they really break their faces, can Yuan Shui be able to solve the problem of Near Fire?
It's still unknown. Besides, even if he doesn't want to quarrel, Jin Peng will probably allow him to live, right?
However, no matter what, Tuhong is at least one of the powers he can utilize.
Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Yang Ling crossed her legs and adjusted her breathing for a moment, and suddenly felt much more comfortable all over.
Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. No matter how busy you are, Yang Ling must take time to make necessary breath adjustments every day. In terms of moves, he does not need to learn too much, he only needs to increase his cultivation. Just like Ye
Old, even the most common moves can exert the greatest power in his hands, right?
After taking a bath, Yang Ling had a comfortable sleep.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
The heavy snow is still falling from the sky like goose feathers.
The low temperature was more than ten degrees below zero, so there were not many pedestrians on the road.
Yang Ling frowned slightly. He didn't know whether Tu Hong would be unable to come over because of the heavy snow blocking the road. There was no news from Jin Peng, and Yang Ling didn't know whether he was dead or alive. However, Yang Ling could almost conclude that Ouyang Nan
There is no ability to kill Jin Peng, otherwise, once a big shot like Jin Peng is killed, the news will be overwhelming.
However, with Jin Peng's personality, he should be able to guess his intention of letting Ouyang Nan go, and it is impossible for him to remain indifferent.
Yang Ling didn't know what Jin Peng was thinking. Maybe he was planning some conspiracy?
"Bang bang bang"!
There was a knock on the door.
Yang Ling hurriedly walked over, looked through the peephole, and then opened the door.
The little girl An Sisi rushed in, shouting: "I'm freezing to death."
Standing at the door was a man in his thirties.
While Yang Ling was sizing him up, he was also sizing up Yang Ling.
"Mr. Tuhongtu, right?" Yang Ling asked.
"You must be the Yang Ling my sister-in-law mentioned on the phone?" Tu Hong said.
"Yes." Yang Ling nodded, "Please come in!"
Tu Hong strode in. His tall and thick figure, coupled with his beard, did look a bit rough and irritable. He walked straight to the sofa and sat down in a grand manner, as if he looked familiar.
Yang Ling poured two cups of coffee and handed them to him and An Sisi. He glanced at An Sisi with a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work. If you are tired, go to bed and rest first. Mr. Tu and I will talk in the living room."
That’s fine.”
"I'm a little tired. Let's talk."
After saying that, An Sisi picked up the coffee and walked straight into the bedroom.
"My sister-in-law has already told me on the phone that I have long thought that the person who killed my eldest brother was Jin Peng, but unfortunately there is no evidence. Now that there is finally evidence that he did it, I will definitely not let him go. Hum,
The eldest brother treats him like a brother, but he actually did such a treasonous thing, he is worse than an animal." Tuhong gritted his teeth with hatred, looking like he wanted to eat Jin Peng alive.
"It's harder to paint a tiger's skin than to paint its bones. You know people but don't know their hearts. There are many hypocrites like Jin Peng who appear to be loyal and honest, so you don't have to be so angry. Dealing with him is a sure thing. The key is how to deal with him. Jin Peng is here
The power in the Northeast is huge, and it is not easy to deal with him. If you are not careful, you may set yourself on fire. Therefore, you must have a complete strategy." Yang Ling said.
"That's a foolproof plan. The day lily will be cold by the time we figure it out. According to my idea, we will go directly to the Golden Wings Group, stab him with a knife, and finish him off." Tu Hong shouted loudly.
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, unable to laugh or cry.
Murong Feiyan was absolutely right. This guy really had a fiery temper. Maybe it was because of this that Murong Feiyan handed over the power to Jin Peng, right? A person like Tu Hong is indeed not suitable.
Take on big responsibilities. You can be a vanguard in charging into battle, but you can never be a general who strategizes and wins thousands of miles away.
"I think Miss Murong must have told you to cooperate with me, right? So, I hope you can follow my plan." Yang Ling moved Murong Feiyan out, trying to put some pressure on him to avoid this guy's hairy
Zao Zao is really desperate to find Jin Peng to settle the score.
Tuhong looked at him with a little disdain in his eyes, "Are you sure?"
"Do you know why Miss Murong trusts me so much?" Yang Ling smiled slightly.
"It's not because you two have an affair." After hearing Yang Ling's words in the bedroom, An Sisi muttered.
Naturally, Tuhong didn't hear it and shook his head in confusion, "I don't know."
"Because I helped her catch Heisha with my own hands and handed it over to her for disposal, so she believed that I had the ability to deal with Jinpeng. Not only that, I am also the controller of the underground order in Jinling and Northern Jiangsu, the door of the Hidden Sect
Lord, you should believe that I have that ability, right?" Yang Ling showed a confident smile.