After discussing with Murong Hua what to do against the Xiahou family, Yang Ling drove away and rushed back to Pengcheng.
Attacked from three sides, Yang Ling believed that Xiahou Zhengdong didn't have much power to fight back. The demise of the Xiahou family was only a matter of Chi Chi. What he wanted was how much benefit he could get after solving the Xiahou family. He could
I don’t want Yuan Shou to get there first.
On the way, Yang Ling called Zhao Yiran.
"Boss!"
After Yang Ling's repeated insistence, Zhao Yiran finally changed his tone and no longer called him "Mr. Yang."
"How is the investigation of the matter you asked to investigate? Is there any news?" Yang Ling's voice trembled slightly. Over the years, he has been secretly investigating this matter, but there is no news.
After establishing the Hidden Sect, he gained greater power, and also allowed Zhao Yiran to establish an intelligence collection department, so that he had more resources to investigate the matter. Unfortunately, he knew too little about the other party, and wanted to find out more about the other party in the vastness of China.
Is it so easy to find someone on earth?
"The news just confirmed last night has found her. But..." Zhao Yiran hesitated.
Yang Ling's original excitement suddenly cooled down, and she asked in panic: "What's wrong? Did something happen to her?"
"No...no." Zhao Yiran said quickly, "Boss, I'd better send you the information. You can read it yourself."
Yang Ling frowned and felt inexplicably nervous.
The images in my mind can't help but go back to six years ago.
Six years ago, he was still in Longyin and was a illustrious Dragon King. At that time, he was high-spirited, guiding the country, and scolding Fang Qiu. It was the time when he was proud of his life and was glorious. However, during an operation against terrorists,
, he and Long Yin's team encountered an ambush from the other side. In order to cover the retreat of his comrades, he cut off the rear alone and blocked all terrorist attacks.
Finally, all his brothers evacuated safely.
After that action, Yang Ling's image in the minds of all the brothers changed a lot, and he became the real boss in the minds of all the brothers.
And he finally killed all the terrorists by himself. However, he was seriously injured and was dying.
When he lay on the ground, the only impression he had before closing his eyes was of a delicate face, with panic and fear on it, but also full of worry and concern.
"Boss, boss!"
After not hearing Yang Ling's response for a long time, Zhao Yiran was stunned for a moment and shouted several times.
"Send the information to me." Yang Ling took a deep breath and suppressed the memories in his mind.
"Okay." Zhao Yiran responded, hung up the phone, and then passed the information over.
Yang Ling stopped the car on the side of the road, opened the document and read it carefully. What came into view was that familiar figure and familiar face. This seemed to be a brand, engraved in his heart for a lifetime, and unforgettable.
However, there was a cute little girl beside her with a sweet smile who looked very much like her.
Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned, smiled slightly, and murmured to himself: "It seems that she is living a happy life."
This is good, at least he will feel much more comfortable.
When he looked down, Yang Ling's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and there were bursts of coldness in his eyes. His right fist was clenched tightly, making a "creak" sound, and the air in the car seemed to freeze instantly.
After a while, Yang Ling read all the information.
A thousand-year record of receiving kindness from others.
If it hadn't been for her, he would have died long ago.
Now that I have achieved the title of meritorious service, it is time to repay the favor.
He took out his cell phone again and dialed Zhao Yiran's number.
"Don't tell anyone else about this matter for now. I will go over there when the matter here is over. Also, is there anyone useful over there?"
"Yes, I will send you his information when the time comes." Zhao Yiran responded.
"Okay, that's it."
After saying that, Yang Ling hung up the phone.
Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Yang Ling drove straight to Pengcheng.
…
The struggle between the Yuan family and the Xiahou family has reached a fever pitch, with both sides fighting to the death. Wu Yun also took action under Yang Ling's instructions, and the progress was very smooth.
People throughout the Lingnan region are secretly watching, knowing that this is a major reshuffle.
However, no one knows who will have the last laugh.
This time, Wu Yun also used a considerable part of the Yin Sect's power. In just one night, he had already captured a lot of the Xiahou family's territory and business.
Xiahou Zhengdong was obviously caught off guard. He thought that after negotiating a cooperation with the Murong family, he could quickly solve the problem of the Yuan family. However, the development of the situation was completely beyond his expectation. He knew very well that if the Yuan family alone could
There is no way he can do this, it must be Yang Ling and the Murong family.
Xiahou Zhengdong gritted his teeth and scolded the Murong family for being unfaithful, taking so much compensation from him but turning their backs on them.
But isn't that what the world is like? It's full of intrigues and intrigues, and the winner is always the king and the loser is the bandit.
Those people below, seeing that the Xiahou family was in danger, many actually maintained a wait-and-see attitude and stopped taking action, for fear that the fire would burn themselves. This also made Xiahou Zhengdong even more furious, and secretly vowed to wait until the end
After this crisis, we must deal with these bastards properly.
If this continues, the Xiahou family may not be able to sustain it for long.
He didn't know who it was, who took advantage of the situation and made massive acquisitions when the Xiahou Group's stock price plummeted. And he couldn't spare any more financial resources to support it, and he saw that the entire group was about to fall into someone else's hands.
There is nothing you can do about it.
Xiahou Zhengdong's face was ashen. Thinking that the foundation his father had worked so hard to build would be destroyed in his own hands, Xiahou Zhengdong felt extremely regretful.
If you are greedy, you only have to blame yourself for being greedy.
If he hadn't wanted to get rid of the Huangfu family, how could this disaster have happened?
As everyone knows, his disaster was not because he betrayed the Huangfu family, but because he provoked the Murong family.
This is his fatal injury.
"Zhengdong, you'd better call the Dragon King Palace for help. If they don't take action, I'm worried...worried that we won't be able to hold on for long." Su Qian lamented.
"Do you think I don't want to? But they can't get away at all." Xiahou Zhengdong was angry and annoyed.
"Then...then let's seek peace with Yang Ling. No matter how high the price is, we must not let him and the Murong family continue like this; otherwise, we will have nothing." Su Qian advised.
"Seek peace? We negotiated peace with the Murong family and paid so much compensation, but what's the result?" Xiahou Zhengdong said angrily, "It's not that easy if they want me to die. Even if I die, I will bite them hard.