The two looked at each other, and both saw the murderous intent in the other's eyes.
A person is sitting in a wheelchair, looking calm.
One person holds a folding fan in his hand, stands tall and looks down.
The two of them are no strangers to each other. It can even be said that they know each other very well. Especially in recent days, they have fought indirectly and planned games. The invisible undercurrent is more dangerous than the sword on the surface.
But this is the first time the two of them have met.
"It's better to be famous than to meet."
Song Tianyuan smiled slightly, looked at Zhuang Ming's legs, shook his head slightly, and said with a little regret, "It is said that Mr. Thirteen is far-sighted and wise, so he suffered from jealousy and broke his legs. When I saw him today,
It’s really a pity.”
The four guards beside him each held lanterns.
The dim firelight shone on his body, creating a glow.
Zhuang Ming was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing white clothes, and his expression was still calm.
But beside him, both Bai Lao and Shuang Ling had angry expressions on their faces.
This person disrupted the young master's arrangements in Xuancheng. When he came here, he spoke sarcastically, which is really resentful.
"Little girl, why are you looking at me like this?"
Song Tianyuan's eyes fell on Shuang Ling, and he said with a smile: "It is known that the resentment and anger of men and women in the world may also turn into infatuated love. You are so resentful and caring about me. From now on, you will always keep me in mind. Don't do it to me."
I'm moved."
Shuang Ling's face turned pale with anger, she clenched her fist, waved it, and said, "You don't want to urinate and take a photo?"
Song Tianyuan laughed, looked away, then looked at Zhuang Ming and said: "There are only four guards allowed in the secret village. Mr. Thirteen cannot take care of himself. Not only does he bring an old man who is in charge of the accounts, but he also has to bring a waiter.
The maids who provide food and drink are really pitiful."
Zhuang Ming was not annoyed or angry, but said leisurely: "I only have one guard beside me, which is enough to defeat one against a hundred. Although you have four guards, you are still vulnerable."
Song Tianyuan shook his folding fan slightly and said: "It's in vain that you can barely be considered a strategist, but you are so shallow and value brute force. Don't you know that in this world, the most important thing is tactics?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yin Ming, his expression unchanged and his eyes unchanged.
This is one of the two bodyguards Zhuang Ming relies on most, a recognized master-level expert in the martial arts world?
Is it also Yin Ming who he spent a lot of effort to stir up dissatisfaction in his heart, use psychological tricks, and promised huge profits and huge sums of money to bribe him?
Yin Ming's expression was cold, without any change.
"gone."
Zhuang Ming patted the armrest.
Without saying a word, Yin Ming pushed his wheelchair and left slowly.
Bai Lao and Shuang Ling both followed behind.
Song Tianyuan turned around and looked at their departing figures, shaking his folding fan slightly with a smile on his face.
During the first meeting between the two of them, Mr. Thirteen actually ran away.
It seems that the Xuancheng incident shattered the confidence and pride of this disabled young man.
"That's all."
Song Tianyuan murmured to himself, vaguely feeling that ranking the other party in the second rank of counselors seemed a bit higher.
But he didn't see Zhuang Ming, who was sitting in a wheelchair and slowly leaving, with a smile on his lips.
——
"Sir, this man is so annoying." Shuang Ling was still angry and in a very bad mood.
"It's really annoying." Zhuang Ming nodded in agreement.
"Is this Song Tianyuan who broke the master's plan in Xuancheng?" Bai Lao exhaled and said, "This is the first time I have seen this person."
"When I saw him today, he is indeed extraordinary." Zhuang Ming chuckled and said, "But it's just like the rumors. He is proud of his talents and has his eyes above his head."
"I wonder if this person will cause trouble to us this time?" Mr. Bai said with some worry on his eyebrows.
"Don't be afraid. His appearance here means that the overall situation has been decided." Zhuang Ming closed his eyes slightly and said, "He will also attend tomorrow morning, and then we will have one last fight with him."
"Young Master has made a plan to deal with him?" Shuang Ling suddenly became very happy when he heard this, his eyes full of expectation.
"You, I just won't say anything tomorrow."
Zhuang Ming looked at the courtyard in front of him and said: "Have a good rest tonight. We will set off back tomorrow. I will let Yin Minghui guard the courtyard tonight. Furthermore, this dark village is heavily guarded. There are also night guards inside.
There are many masters.”
After finishing speaking, he chuckled again and said: "However, although the night is calm, many people will not be able to sleep peacefully."
——
Inside the secret village, in the courtyard where Song Tianyuan temporarily lived.
Within the courtyard.
Song Tianyuan sat on a stone chair and looked up at the sky.
The moon in the sky looks very bright and bright tonight.
"Zhuang Ming...Mr. Thirteen..."
Song Tianyuan murmured to himself and gently closed his eyes.
In just six years, he went from having nothing to being as rich as a country.
Zhuang Ming, known as Mr. Thirteen, is indeed no ordinary person, and he also has a lot of knowledge about Mr. Thirteen's past deeds.
I saw you today, but that was it.
But if you think about it carefully, is this crippled Mr. Thirteen really just what he saw today?
"The arrow is on the string and must be fired."
Song Tianyuan stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the starry sky and the clear moonlight.
He boasted that he was rich in knowledge, could observe the celestial phenomena from above, and knew the terrain from below, and was very popular in people's plans.
He looked at the stars in the sky and whispered: "Now that the situation has been decided, you have entered the game. Even if I let you know my plan, no matter how resourceful you are, even if you are just pretending today, but at this moment, you are here
, there is no way to save the day."
——
late at night.
"Sir, the tea is ready."
"Just leave it aside. You can go back to sleep." Zhuang Ming waved his hand.
"Sir, it's late at night. You're not in good health. Go to bed early." Shuang Ling said softly.
"It's still early." Zhuang Ming looked at the paper on the table with cold eyes.
"This is……"
"I was thinking about whether Song Tianyuan had any other methods besides these points, but I missed it."
Zhuang Ming laughed and said: "Based on all the clues obtained so far, there should be nothing revealed."
He gently put down the brush and sighed slowly.
In the past six years, he created such a great business and gained such a great reputation in the Sixteenth Prefecture of Huai'an. First, he relied on the force of Qian Yang and Yin Ming, and second, his various plans were no weaker than others.
But he himself knew that this was not because he was smarter, more sensitive, or more cunning than those old foxes, but that he was more cautious than those people.
"Master, is the Song family going to take action now?" Shuang Ling asked worriedly.
"The reason why I was removed was to make it easier for you to do it."
Zhuang Ming clicked on the words above and said: "Officials, businessmen, bandits, Song Tianyuan is probably all used. As for him coming here in person, I am afraid that the outside world has arranged it well, and he is here to keep an eye on me to avoid mistakes."
After finishing speaking, he looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed softly.
The young dragon was coiled by the window, sucking in the moonlight, with its head slightly lowered.
It’s a murderous night with a dark moon and high wind.
This kind of conspiracy, intrigues, and intrigues are nothing more than bloodless swords.
Song Tianyuan's sword has already been unsheathed.
Zhuang Ming gradually tore the paper into pieces and said calmly: "But my spiked shield has already been prepared."
Song Tianyuan wanted to pierce his shield.
But he also wanted to break Song Tianyuan's sword.