Ling Zhengtao is in his fifties, and although he still has the ability to raise children, it may be difficult for him to see his family full of children and grandchildren in his lifetime. A full house of children and grandchildren is what Ling Zhengtao pursues at this age. He is no better than Zhao Shiqing.
Despite his age, he still liked to toss and intrigue. Ling Zhengtao almost let his son Ling Zicheng go and have a career. Unexpectedly, this cost him his life.
"Brother Ling, when we form an alliance this time, we must kill Guo Yi." Zhao Shiqing's face turned cold and he said, "It can be regarded as revenge for the child Ling Zicheng."
"But..." Ling Zhengtao squinted his eyes and said, "It is rumored that Master Guo is extremely powerful and difficult to deal with."
"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Shiqing smiled disdainfully and said, "We have the support of Mr. Li from Malaysia. Behind Mr. Li is a huge hidden sect, the Xuanyin Sect!"
"Xuanyin Sect?" Ling Zhengtao hesitated.
I have only heard of Shengxu Palace, Kunlun Sect, Xuanzong... but never heard of Xuanyin Sect.
"I'm afraid your brother doesn't know something." Zhao Shiqing smiled proudly and said: "Xuanyin Sect is a hidden sect that has been closed for decades. The strength of the disciples in the sect is extraordinary. It is not something that ordinary people can match, let alone in the country.
What those sects in the martial arts world can achieve."
"Oh?" When Ling Zhengtao heard this, he immediately became interested.
"Believe me." Zhao Shiqing looked at Ling Zhengtao seriously and said: "With the participation of Xuanyin Sect, we will definitely be able to win the entire Kyoto trade market, and we can also become an economy that no one can shake in Kyoto.
.In the future, we will be able to compete with the political body."
Ling Zhengtao shook his head and said: "I have no interest in these anymore. My biggest interest now is to avenge my son. As long as I can avenge my son, I am willing to pay any price."
"Okay!" Zhao Shiqing nodded and said, "A master from the Xuanyin Sect is taking action. Are you still worried about not being able to kill Guo Yi?"
"If that's the case, then I will ally with you." Ling Zhengtao nodded and said, "The family is willing to do whatever it takes to avenge my son."
"Absolutely no problem." Zhao Shiqing nodded.
"So..." Ling Zhengtao looked at Zhao Shiqing and asked, "Does the Zhao family have any plans?"
"I am preparing to prepare a large banquet." Zhao Shiqing looked at Ling Zhengtao seriously and said: "Invite all the major families to the party, and then Mr. Li from Malaysia will host the banquet, so that the major families in Kyoto can see clearly what Mr. Li is.
Strength. When the time comes, the masters of the Xuanyin Sect will take action. We will capture the Duan family, the Ding family... and other major family figures on the spot, and use this to coerce them into transferring their assets to our name at a low price."
Ling Zhengtao was stunned and asked: "What about Guo Yi?"
"Uh..." Zhao Shiqing obviously ignored Guo Yi's question. He smiled awkwardly and said, "If all the forces under Guo Yi are eradicated by us, do you think Guo Yi will remain indifferent?"
"This..." Ling Zhengtao hesitated for a moment.
"He will definitely not be indifferent." Zhao Shiqing smiled contemptuously and said: "We just need to set up another dragnet for Guo Yi to get through. Hum, he will definitely be dead by then."
"It makes sense." Ling Zhengtao nodded.
"Brother, I will trouble you later." Zhao Shiqing chuckled.
"Don't worry." Ling Zhengtao gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely do my best."
"Okay!" Zhao Shiqing nodded.
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Kyoto, among the red walls.
There are several rows of low blue brick buildings, covered with red glazed green tiles. The house leans on several rows of green trees, which is extraordinary and very beautiful. The winter snow fell last night, making this beautiful place seem to be covered with a layer of green tiles.
Snow white quilt.
On the ground, several soldiers were dealing with the snow urgently.
Zhang Aiguo accompanied the old leader for a walk by Beihai.
"Old Zhang, there is a smog in Kyoto now." The old leader was wrapped in a thick down jacket, raised his high collar to block the wind, holding a cigarette in his hand, and then said: "It's time to take a heavy blow to rectify it.
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"This..." Zhang Aiguo hesitated and said, "Chief, is this inappropriate?"
"What do you say?" the chief asked.
"The government has never interfered in matters between families, and has never participated in struggles between families." Zhang Aiguo looked at the chief seriously, and then said: "It would be bad if we broke this precedent."
"There's nothing wrong with it." The chief shook his head, and then said: "These families have gone too far. They always think that they can negotiate with the government if they control the economy. Now we don't want to care about them. If one day they go too far, they will all be killed.
Disintegrated into nothing.”
"They are still within control now," Zhang Aiguo said.
"Something is wrong." The leader took a puff of cigarette.
"Chief, leave this matter to me." Zhang Aiguo smiled and said: "It is my responsibility to manage the economy. The economy of Kyoto is indeed in the hands of a small number of people, or in other words, the entire China
The economy is only in the hands of a small group of people. This is the composition of the capital system. We must accept it. As long as they do not use the economy as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the government, everything is allowed."
"Yes!" The chief nodded and said: "Old Zhang, you are the cadre in charge of the economy. You should keep a close eye on these families in Kyoto. Don't let them do too many excessive actions. Recently... these people have been dancing very hard.
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"Yes!" Zhang Aiguo nodded.
Above the North Sea, everything is calm, as calm as a mirror. Yesterday's winter snow did not cause anything wrong with this mirror. On the contrary, it made this mirror even more bright and transparent.
The old chief looked at the lake and asked: "Is there no news about Guo Yi yet?"
"Not yet." Zhang Aiguo shook his head.
At this time, a figure rushed over not far away. It was Zhang Aiguo's bodyguard Xiao Liu.
"Chief!" Xiao Liu saluted hurriedly.
"Say." Zhang Aiguo nodded.
"Yes, there is news." Xiao Liu panted.
"What news?" Zhang Aiguo asked.
"News from Mr. Guo." Xiao Liu said hurriedly: "I just received the news from the customs. Guo Yi passed the customs and entered the country three days ago. In other words, Guo Yi is not dead yet, he is still alive."
Zhang Aiguo's eyes lit up and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the old leader.
The old chief's cloudy eyes immediately became extremely bright: "I knew this guy was a cat and he couldn't die."
"Yes!" Zhang Aiguo was also excited and said: "I didn't expect that under such circumstances, this kid was not dead. It was an altitude of 10,000 meters, and it was a Tomahawk missile."
"It's okay if you're not dead, it's okay if you're not dead!" the leader said several times.
