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Chapter 947 High-rise Earthquake

In Qin Shiya's eyes, her father Qin Riyue has always been the epitome of calmness and calmness. Since she was a child, she has also been taught by her father to stay calm at all times.

However, at this moment, my father lost all his composure and calmness.

She had never seen such a rude father.

What happened to shock my father so much?

"Well, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Riyue seemed to be back to normal, but Qin Shiya saw the real situation in his eyes.

"Dad, what's wrong? Why did Uncle San call you?" Qin Shiya asked.

"It's nothing. I have something to do and I have to go out. I won't be back for dinner tonight."

Qin Riyue said casually, took his assistant and hurriedly left towards the door.

"He must be hiding something from me." Qin Shiya watched him leave, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Miss, the head of the family is also doing this for your own good. Something big must have happened. I think it may have something to do with that Zhang Cheng." Liao San took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it.

Zhangcheng?

Qin Shiya was thoughtful. If it was true, then he had just come back and done something big.

Recalling what Zhang Cheng said about building "Yongbao" into a behemoth that would affect the regional situation, her heart sank, and she felt uneasy and irritable for no reason.

The earthquake from Anfeng headquarters was first transmitted to the Qin family by Qin Lifan, and then to the highest level.

In the courtyard, lush willow trees are planted around, fluttering in the wind.

A beautiful creek runs through the courtyard, and there are soldiers everywhere. It can no longer be simply described as heavily guarded.

Under a big willow tree, an octogenarian man was slowly practicing his boxing skills, sometimes like a tiger, sometimes like an eagle, sometimes like a snake... the movements were slow, like doing Tai Chi.

"Old chief, your Xingyiquan is becoming more and more artistic. Given time, it will definitely become a success." Next to him, a middle-aged man wearing an ancient robe nodded and praised.

"What does it mean to be a great success or not? I am just practicing the moves. Let alone great success in this life, I will be satisfied if I can be a little bit like it." The old man shook his head with some regret, "Xingyiquan is broad and profound. If I want to become a great success,

Without talent and years of hard work, it would be impossible. If I had been practicing since childhood, and with the guidance of an expert like you, it would still be possible. Now, it’s a pity.”

"Old chief, I don't think so. Even if it's a little late, as long as you have the understanding, you can still achieve greatness. Isn't there a saying, late bloomer, that's what it means." The middle-aged man said.

"Haha, I'll give you some good advice then." The old man laughed, "It's not interesting for me to practice alone. Mr. Wei, come and practice with me and give me some advice. How about that?"

The old leader said so, and the middle-aged man named Mr. Wei naturally agreed and took a few steps forward to practice Xingyiquan with the octogenarian.

Suddenly, a young man in military uniform hurried over and said breathlessly: "It's not good, chief, something big has happened."

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me when I'm practicing boxing?" The old leader was displeased and showed no anger at all. The young man was frightened and trembling.

"Old chief, I think he is really in a hurry. Why don't you listen to him first and then practice boxing." The middle-aged man said.

"Okay, what's the matter with you? Tell me quickly."

The young man gave Mr. Wei a grateful look, and then said hurriedly: "We just received the news that something happened at An Feng. Many people died, including Long Feiyu... The murderer was not someone else.

, it is Zhang Cheng...you ask which Zhang Cheng, it is the Zhang Cheng who defeated Qin Yingjun."

These words were like bombs being thrown one after another. Even with his status as an old leader, he couldn't help but be stunned again and again.

Mr. Wei's expression changed slightly after hearing this. Long Feiyu is dead, and he was Marshal An Feng, and he has been appointed as the new Commander-in-Chief of An Feng. Also, what happened to Zhang Cheng?

There were so many experts around Long Feiyu that even if he wanted to kill him, it would be difficult. But Zhang Cheng killed Long Feiyu.

"Tell me more details." The old chief's face darkened, terrifyingly gloomy.

He already knew that the situation was serious. No wonder the young man came to him in such a hurry.

"Feiyu is my disciple. He has served the country for many years, but died tragically at the hands of others. No matter who Zhang Cheng is, I will punish this person severely and seek justice for Feiyu."

When the old chief heard the young man telling how miserable Long Feiyu's death was, he couldn't help but became furious.

This anger was like the earth falling apart, and even the middle-aged man next to him couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

at the same time.

An old man was eating, and next to him, his secretary was telling him what happened at the Dark Front headquarters not long ago.

The old man usually showed no emotion at all, but now that he heard about Zhang Cheng defeating all the masters and powerfully killing Long Feiyu, he couldn't help but frown again and again.

Obviously, he was quite shocked. It was impossible not to be shocked, and he also knew that something was going wrong.

"Isn't he dead? At the beginning, I said it was a pity that China lost another talent." The old man asked.

"I don't know." The secretary replied, "Judging from the results, the original conclusion was obviously wrong. Zhang Cheng is not dead, and has become much stronger than before. With the cultivation he has shown, he is completely unable to

He treats it as a young man."

"How old is he? He is already so powerful. It's amazing! Compared to people of our generation, he is much stronger, but his courage is greater than his cultivation level. Even Long Feiyu dared to kill him directly, and he said

I am Tong Hu's designated heir." The old man nodded and shook his head, not knowing what his attitude was.

"Yes, that's what Zhao Yun said." the secretary said.

"Zhao Yun is a smart man. Since he took the initiative to notify me of this matter as soon as possible, he must have some kind of intention. Ignore the rest for now, you go and find out first. By the way, investigate that Zhang Cheng, in detail

For investigation, I want to see the most detailed files."

The old man ordered.

"yes."

The secretary took the order and retreated.

"Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng, now you have broken the sky. It is difficult for me, the old man, to help you after you have done such a big thing." The old man raised his head and looked at the clouds on the horizon.

at the same time.

In a special place, an old man who was working also received news from the Anfeng headquarters.

"What did you say!"

There are several people in the office, and they are discussing important matters.

The secretary was very nervous and said bravely: "An accident happened to An Feng and many people died. Marshal Long Feiyu, uh, no, the commander-in-chief died."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them was shocked. They were all senior officials, and when they heard this, they all knew what it meant.

But what the secretary said next shocked them even more.

That man is not dead!

(.=)


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