Chapter 1917 The evil star that should not be provoked
In the night, a private plane slowly took off from the airport and merged into the vast night.
At this time, Ying Wenshan was lying on the special bed with a pale face, with several chains wrapped around his body.
Two bodyguards in black sat next to the bed, staring at Ying Wenshan without blinking, as if he would turn into a 96 butterfly and fly away at any time.
"Have you seen enough?" Ying Wenshan slowly opened his eyes and said with a little dissatisfaction: "You can let me go."
One of the bodyguards shook his head and said cautiously: "Young Master, you must get to the place to let go. This is the eldest lady's order."
"I didn't talk to you." Ying Wenshan rolled his eyes disdainfully, "That woman pretended to be so disgusting. Don't ask her in front of me."
"Young Master, this is also for your safety." Another bodyguard pursed his lips and persuaded him when he heard this: "Let's do this, we will let you go in another hour, how about it?"
Ying Wenshan opened his mouth and cursed: "Don't let go of me anymore, I'll kill you two later."
The two bodyguards were speechless about this irritable young master, and could only think that he did not exist and ignore all his requests.
"Qin Qiji, what are you waiting for?" Ying Wenshan suddenly yelled, "If you drag it on, I will beat you up later."
The two bodyguards were first shocked, and then they felt confused. This was the plane flying into the air, and it was impossible for others to suddenly appear.
"I said, Master Ying, why are you so anxious? Isn't it difficult to wait until the plane lands stably before talking?"
In fact, there was indeed one more person, and it was a very strong young man wearing a tight black leather jacket and leather pants, with a proud look and a lazy tone. As soon as he appeared, he reached out to hold the heads of the two bodyguards, and suddenly exerted force, knocking the two bodyguards fainted, and then untied the rope on Ying Wenshan's body.
"What are you talking about? Why did you come so late?" Ying Wenshan didn't appreciate it at all, but his tone became even more impatient. "A little later, I really want to send it home to apologize to the old man." Then he asked, "Where is the medicine?"
"It's still so urgent. Don't drink all the medicine here at once. It's better to divide it into three times..." The man in leather smiled and took out a small porcelain bottle as big as a thumb from his pocket and threw it to Ying Wenshan.
Ying Wenshan directly uncovered the bottle cap and drank it all in one go: "Don't you think it's a big deal."
"You are really a waste of resources. This magical medicine is just like this one in my hand." The man in the leather looked sad, "If it weren't for you... Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about it with you. In short, let the plane return to Dijing first."
"You don't need to remind me. The captain is mine." Ying Wenshan sat cross-legged on the bed in an extremely strange posture. After a few minutes, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a few wisps of turbid air, restoring his original spirit. "Damn, that smelly woman really wanted to ruin me. If I hadn't been prepared, he would have succeeded this time."
The man in leather chuckled and said, "She is your sister and is also the only spokesperson in China at present. You'd better not to offend her."
"Hmph, I'm just the deputy sect leader of one of the four sects, and my eyes are raised to the sky." Ying Wenshan thought of Ying Xiaoyue's words and deeds, but he was still angry: "I seized my little mistakes and beat me to death. I don't have such a sister, and she is not worthy of being the deputy sect leader of [Nantian Gate]."
The man in leather shook his head and said solemnly: "You are wrongly blaming him for this. What you did is not a small mistake, but a bad star that you shouldn't be provoked."
"Sha Xing? You are too proud of that boy." Ying Wenshan disagreed. "At best, Xia Tian is the level of our superior generals of [Heaven Palace]. If you don't use despicable means, it will be no problem for me to take him down."
"Young Master Ying, you are too arrogant to yourself." The man in the leather dress did not mean to give Ying Wenshan any face, and directly expose it: "You are not even as good as a general in the heavenly world now, and you dare to say such big words. I might as well tell you that Duomingguang, a king-level, was kicked out by Xia Tian in one encounter. What kind of thing are you?"
"Duomingguang fought with Xiatian? He lost? I don't believe it!" Ying Wenshan showed an unexpected expression on his face. After hesitating for two seconds, he shook his head and said, "Master Duo is born with divine power. He fought for our Heavenly Palace countless times and has not lost a single defeat so far. How could he lose to Xiatian?"
"This is what I saw with my own eyes." The man in leather said coldly: "That Xia Tian was indeed not an ordinary person. Not only was his strength unfathomable, but the women around him were all masters. Whether it was Yi Xiaoyin, Ning Ruirui and Zhao Qingqing, it was difficult to deal with."
"Who is this summer?" Ying Wenshan instantly remembered Ajiu. Although he did not fight with Ajiu, he clearly felt that her strength was definitely not low.
"For nearly twenty years, we have been developing overseas and have little knowledge of domestic information." The man in the leather clothes showed a strong look of fear in his eyes: "And there are very few people who know about this summer. The information on the surface has long been deleted completely. We have also purchased information on Xia Tian at a high price on the dark web, but those who are very good at using the underground Internet are so scared that they dare not show up when they hear Xia Tian's name."
"He is really that powerful?" Although Ying Wenshan still felt a little unbelievable, this also aroused his fighting spirit. "It's better to be true, it's not worth it for me to come to the country. Maybe there will be unexpected gains at that time."
The man in the leather clothes knew what kind of virtue Ying Wenshan was and directly reminded: "Remember your purpose in coming to China, which is also the reason why we help you. If there is a mistake in the plan, we will be dragged down by you."
"Qin Qiji, your courage is getting smaller and smaller." Ying Wenshan couldn't help but sarcastic, "I don't have the style of fighting generals before, I scared you to this in one summer."
"Because I have seen what it means to have heaven beyond the sky." The man in leather did not respond to this provocation method and said lightly: "In the past, I was just a frog in a well. I always felt that I was invincible in the world. Later, I met a real master, and he beat me up with no resistance while chatting and laughing. The gap between me and him was the natural barrier."
Ying Wenshan became a little interested: "Who is the master you are talking about?"
"His name is Nie Zixiong." When the man in leather said this name, he looked extremely serious. "Don't think about recruiting him, because he is an immortal and cannot be recruited by anyone, and I don't know where he is."
"That's a pity." Ying Wenshan sighed regretfully.
The man in leather clothes didn't say anything. Xia Tian gave him a similar feeling that day, as if he would die without a burial place as long as he had a slight movement, and there was no chance of survival. This is the real reason why he was so afraid of Xia Tian, but he didn't say anything to anyone.
Not long after, the plane returned to the airport in Dijing. The two of them got off the plane, changed into a rather low-key car, and rushed to a villa in the suburbs.
At this time, the villa was brightly lit, and several men and women of different ages were quietly waiting for the return of Ying Wenshan and Qin Qiji in the living room.
"A few of you are here, that's great." After Ying Wenshan came in, he immediately sat in the main seat, "It can save a lot of time, let's start right away."
One of the young women wearing a modified long-colored long Hanfu dress smiled and said, "Young Master Ying is a little too anxious. He called us here and didn't say anything, but just shouted to start, what do you want us to start?"
"Little slut from the Su family, since you are here, why should you pretend to be garlic?" Sitting opposite the woman in the long skirt was an old woman with crane hair and chicken skin. She seemed to be unable to stand the woman in the long skirt, and she couldn't help but say a word.
The woman in the long skirt pressed her eyebrows and glanced at the old woman: "Who are you calling a little slut? Old Woman Qian is so old. Be careful of the retribution of God, so that you can send a black-haired man with white hair."
"What did you say!" The old lady with a cane poked on the ground: "You slut, say it again!"
A handsome young man sat next to the old lady in chicken skin. At this time, he said, "Everyone should be calm, please listen to what Mr. Ying said."
There was another middle-aged man with a expressionless face, hunched over and his head lowered, as if he was not interested in anything.
"I am not interested in any grudges between you." Ying Wenshan's face was cold and his tone was quite gloomy: "But it's better not to ruin my major affairs, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
I have to say that Master Ying still had some intimidation, and the woman in the long skirt and the old woman calmed down.
"Okay, since everyone wants to do big things, it's easy to do." Ying Wenshan continued: "I came to China for two things, one was to accept all the forces of the South Heaven Gate, and the other was to get a secret recipe for rejuvenation. Both of these things require everyone's cooperation, especially the first thing, Ying Xiaoyue had long been blinded by her own desires and was no longer suitable to be the deputy sect leader. As the descendant of the Ying family, I must correct the chaos. But this first thing can be done after the second thing is completed. On the surface, you must fully cooperate with Ying Xiaoyue's plan to wipe out the Shuangyue Island, but after getting the secret recipe, you must hand it over to me. Do you understand?"
Several people looked at each other and obviously understood that this was a struggle for power and profit within the Ying family, and they kept silent at the same time.
The man in leather clothes glanced around and said, "Young Master Ying is Master Ying's only son and is also the most optimistic disciple of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace. You'd better make a choice carefully."
The others couldn't help but smile and say polite words at this time, but they just must support Ying Wenshan.
"Okay, I don't expect you to really help me wholeheartedly, as long as you don't cause trouble for me at that time." Ying Wenshan never thought that these people would be obedient, as long as they watch at that time.
"By the way, there is another third thing, this is my personal matter. Can you help me or not?" An idea suddenly flashed through Ying Wenshan's mind, "Before doing those two big things, I want you to take action and help me kill someone."
Everyone was shocked, and it was obvious that such so-called irrelevant private matters were the real test.
The woman in the long skirt covered her lips and chuckled: "We are the best at killing people. I wonder who Young Master Ying wants to kill?"
"This person is called Xiatian." Ying Wenshan said lightly.
The middle-aged man who had been silent and hunched back suddenly raised his head, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, his voice as if it was coming out of hell: "Who do you say, kill?"