"Qi Xiao...Hai Long...Dad will help you vent your anger! It's just that there must be a degree of control in this matter. You are already so old, you should understand that some things are not just your will."
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"I'm willful!?" Lin Qixiao couldn't believe that such words came from her father's mouth.
"My hands are broken, my legs are broken, and nothing happens to others! Does that mean I'm willful!?" She recalled the night her mother died.
Dad was like this at that time. He randomly found other scapegoats to relieve his anger.
Let her be patient and let her understand.
And now, she has endured it for so many years.
No one is born with a bad temper, and no one is born with a tendency to cause trouble.
But no matter how she vents or tests, over the years, the depression and panic in her heart are still getting stronger and stronger.
now...
Now finally...
"Dad...you...are you going to give up on me just like you gave up on your mother?"
Lin Hong sighed softly.
"Qixiao, do you know what the final result will be if you fully retaliate against your father?
In the end, Hai Long is still there after changing a few people, but the Lin family may become history completely.
Moreover, even if my father wants to take action, do you think the other members of the Lin family will just sit back and watch me take action? Just sit back and watch me provoke a powerful enemy for everyone?"
Lin Qixiao was lying on the wooden bed. What she had been worried about finally happened.
"Dad..." Her voice trembled slightly. For a moment, the emotions in her heart rolled like a tide. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes like broken lines.
Seeing this scene, Lin Hong finally softened his heart.
"Don't worry, Hai Long must give us an explanation for doing this. In addition, besides taking action against Hai Long, you can find other people to vent your anger to.
Don’t worry, as long as it’s not one of the few families, the other fathers will help you deal with it.”
Lin Qixiao closed her eyes.
It’s this sentence again… it’s this sentence again!!
A moment of silence.
Lin Qixiao gritted her teeth and spit out a few names.
"The first one doesn't work, the rest...can." Lin Hong was silent for a moment and responded.
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Outside Tanyang City, underground in a manor.
Underground like a tomb, spacious spaces were built, similar to cellars for storing goods.
But what these cellars store is not food and goods, but people.
This is the entrance to the underground space.
Two strong men in brocade clothes, dressed like landlords and gentry, slowly walked down the stone steps at the entrance.
"Then what happened to the Tan Yanglin family?"
One of them had a Chinese character face, bold facial features, and a yellowish complexion. He was clearly a man with disheveled hair who had just come out of the dungeon of the Prison Department.
"We just had a fight and you want us to compensate you? Hey, I think they have been local bullies in this small place for a long time. They don't know what the sky is and the earth is high!"
The strong man on the other side is Asong, who has dark skin.
He was also the at least one member of the Sea Dragon Organization who left together that night.
He shook his head and said: "The news from the state government office is that Lin Qixiao of the Lin family, the virgin who fought with us that night, has lost all her limbs, and her martial arts path will be completely cut off from now on."
"Being abolished? What does it have to do with us? Didn't the Lin family put this shit basin on our heads?" The man with the shaggy hair frowned.
"It's possible. According to what Lin Qixiao said, the person who crippled her had a word "海" on his mask. Considering that we just fought against her, he must be one of ours," Asong said calmly.
"Hey... it's interesting. Are we being used as a gun? Take the blame. This is really interesting. These days, there are still people who dare to frame us, Hai Long."
"The current situation is that the Lin family's affairs have made the local forces outside quite dissatisfied. It may very well affect our tribute here." Asong said calmly.
"Well, that's right. After all, we have promised before that those who are on the list will not be moved. The Lin family is one of them.
But the problem now is that we have been framed! The Lin family may have caused the incident themselves, and they want to pin it on us to compensate! Do you really think we are fooling you?" Huo Daodao, a man with disheveled hair.
"Then respond directly and truthfully?" Asong asked.
The two of them are responsible for the entire tribute payment of Tan Yang, so they can make the decision on this matter.
"To be honest, we need the trust of these local rogues." The man with shaggy hair walked down the stone steps and passed by the cell doors, inspecting them carefully.
"The key is to find the guy who dares to frame us."
"How to find it?"
"Of course you can't find the rubbish on the official surface. If you want to find it, you have to go to the gray surface." Asong said calmly.
"Grey Face? You mean the Black Ten Sect?"
"Well, the Black Ten Sect is the leader of Tanyang Road and occupies more than 40% of gambling houses, brothels and Lelou. It is said that it is also involved in the induction door." Asong explained.
"Just those white men with golden hair and red hair who believe in messy gods?" The man with loose hair didn't believe it.
"It's them. If you want to find someone, no one in Tan Yang is more professional than them. Even if you can't find anyone officially, you still go to them."
"Okay, then what should we do?"
"I'll just come. The Black Ten Sect has always wanted to pull a line from our side and above. Give them a chance this time, and they will work together on their own." Asong said.
"Also, I heard that Tan Yang has a guy who specializes in selling information. What is his name? Dog King?"
"The Red Dog King."
"Then let's investigate together."
"good."
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Outside Tanyang City, Huaiming Town.
Zhang Rongfang led more than a dozen members of Team 9 through the deserted streets, carefully bypassing several balls of cow dung on the ground, and came to a courtyard with three small buildings.
Faded festive Spring Festival couplets were hung on the courtyard door. Various graffiti were written on the door with lots of charcoal pens.
Zhang Rongfang motioned to Chen Hansheng who was standing aside to knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a vague echo of space inside the door.
No one answered.
hiss.
Zhang Rongfang's ears suddenly twitched and he took the lead in drawing the sword.
The others followed suit and slowly drew their swords.
Zhang Rongfang made a gesture, and the team members behind him immediately dispersed and surrounded them.
Bang!!
In an instant, he rushed forward and slammed his shoulder against the door through his leather armor.
The door panel was knocked open with great force, and the two people inside roared and rushed out with knives.
The two machetes, still with silver reflections, slashed hard at Zhang Rongfang's head and shoulders.
Dang Dang twice.
Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and swept across. Now he could use the power and speed of the third level.
It was effortless to deal with these two ordinary strong men who didn't even have any rank.
When the blades collided, the two men suffered severe pain in their wrists and the blades fell to the ground.
"Take it!"
Two team members stepped forward and firmly held them down, forcing them to the ground and preventing them from moving.
The rest of the people rushed into the courtyard.
A group of people suddenly rushed out of the yard, all wearing black shorts and holding sticks, knives and guns.
Immediately, people on both sides got into a fight and a melee broke out.
A strong man with curly hair and a golden beard, holding a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, rushed out wearing a full set of gray leather armor.
Zhang Rongfang took the lead to greet him.
The two men slashed at each other with their blades, and with a bang, the blade of the waist knife in Zhang Rongfang's hand actually cracked and had a gap.
He was startled, avoided the opponent's round shield attack, and fully deployed the Smoke Step.
The speed and strength of a strong man are about level three.
After fighting Zhang Rongfang for more than a dozen times, he found that his men were being cleared out quickly.
He immediately became a little anxious. Sword and Shield began to attack crazily regardless of defense.
Under this violent attack, Zhang Rongfang avoided the blade just right every time.
Gradually, the many techniques of the Spiritual Snake Movement that I have learned these days came to my mind.
The accumulation in this fierce battle quickly turned into inspiration.
Unknowingly, a new line of skills slowly appeared in Zhang Rongfang's attribute column: Spiritual Snake Movement (Introduction).
If he is aware of it, all the body movements and footwork in his mind will instantly merge into one, forming a fuzzy overall field.
At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.
Zhang Rongfang took three steps in a row, turned three times quickly, and slashed with his blade.
laugh!
The blade passed across the strong man's neck.
A touch of blood flew up.
The strong man stumbled forward, clutching his throat and refusing to close his eyes.
Clang.
Zhang Rongfang sheathed his sword and looked calm.
There was a time when the third grade still needed him to look up to.
But now, it is just dead wood under the knife.
At this time, the rest of the team members have basically cleared the field, and except for the leader, no one can fight.
Everyone began to loot these three small buildings without restraint.
Soon, Zhang Rongfang found several booklets, a secret book, and some money and treasures in front of him.
He didn't look at any other booklets, but picked up the secret book.
"Tarahan Sword and Shield".
The text inside was a bit obscure and mixed with some foreign languages, and Zhang Rongfang couldn't understand it either.
It's just that... this sword and shield technique seems to be a third-level martial arts that can break through the limit three times.
Rank three is already quite rare.
He carefully put away the secret book, took half of the money, and then motioned for everyone to divide the rest.
Now that the Lin family and Hai Long are in conflict, the truth will certainly not be hidden for long.
Even if the Lin family believes that it was Hai Long who did this, Hai Long will never tolerate being framed.
They will definitely take action.
Therefore, he must always be prepared to prevent danger.
Although Zhang Rongfang doesn't think anyone can find him.
"Captain, this person... doesn't seem to belong to Hai Long..." At this time, Liu Han came closer and reminded in a low voice.
Zhang Rong did not change his tune.
"Whether he is or not, it says yes, that is." He picked up a pamphlet, which contained all the accounts of buying and selling girls from good families.
Regardless of whether these people are Hai Long or not, they deserve to die.
"withdraw!"
After handling everything, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to signal for evacuation.
A group of team nine members were about to leave carrying large and small bags of things.
Suddenly, a large group of people came outside the door.
This group of people are all white people with pale skin.
Some of them had big beards, some wore white turbans, and some were holding two scimitars.
There was a large group of people, at least fifty or sixty people, all wearing black shorts.
This type of clothing was originally worn by dead people, but now it is worn by them as regular clothes.
"You killed Allahbi who believed in the Ten Karma Heavens! In this territory of our Black Ten, you killed our dearest brothers and sisters!"
A white-haired old man wearing a black robe and holding a dragon-headed cane walked through the crowd step by step and walked to the front, staring at Zhang Rongfang.