Chapter 462 The New Owner

Kunming, Yunnan, Xishan Scenic Area.

Just after dawn, the thin morning fog has not dissipated, and the eyes are extremely long and comfortable. The smoke and waves of the 500-mile Dianchi Lake are vast, and the water and the sky are the color of the sky. Between the verdant lake, there are three villas next to each other, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The style is elegant and staggered. It looks like a high-end sanatorium or tourist resort, but there are eight eye-catching words "private residence, no visit" on a warning sign near the intersection, which well highlights the wealth and status of the owner. It also adds a hint of mystery to it.

Today, this mansion is hanging high. Although there is an endless stream of people sent to it, everyone's expressions are extremely solemn. Yes, this is Zou Changlong's mansion in Yunnan. Although Beijing is the headquarters of the Zou family, because Zou Changlong and his wife and children were all killed in Yunnan, the mourning hall was set up here. Of course, this also has another implicit meaning. Compared with the feet of the emperor in Yunnan and Beijing, the environment is undoubtedly much more "loose". When fighting with the Lu family, at least you don't have to have so many taboos in Beijing.

Entering the gate of the Zou family, first of all, there was a porch. A white-haired old man was holding a brush to register the guests who came to mourn. The old man, surnamed Zhang Mingjingzhi, has been a three-generation housekeeper in the Zou family. He is highly respected. This time, he came specially from Beijing to hold the funeral.

"FUCK, there are so many people coming early in the morning, rushing to be reincarnated!" A bodyguard muttered in a low voice. Zhang Jingzhi frowned and looked back, but did not scold. It's no wonder that everyone complains. As soon as Zou Changlong has an accident, most of the family has been killed in Hong Kong, resulting in an extreme shortage of manpower. Coupled with funeral condolences, an accident has happened in the capacity of Zou Changlong. Whether in Beijing or Southwest China, anyone with a little head and face will naturally be present to worship, only The delivery is enough to make people tired of the skin. Because of this, even his 70-year-old housekeeper had to drag his body to register in person. Basically, as long as the Zou family could still breathe, they were restless.

Zhang Jingzhi's handwriting is a good handwriting, and the small regular script is neatly ironed, and the back of the paper is transparent, which is not inferior to a famous calligrapher at all. After a satisfactory glance, the old man put down the wolf and rubbed his slightly sore wrist. He was about to take a breath when he heard a calm voice saying, "Excuse me, I want to give Mr. Zou Zhuxiang."

Zhang Jingzhi raised his head and only stood a man and a woman standing in front of him. The woman was 30 years old. She was ordinary in appearance and dressed in ordinary clothes, but there was a special coldness in her eyes. The man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was full of spirit. He felt like a student. He could raise his hands and feet, but there was a faint Calm and sophisticated that is not commensurate with his age.

From the appearance, both of them are ordinary and can't be ordinary, but Zhang Jingzhi couldn't help but move. He has been the housekeeper of the Zou family since he was 30 years old. He has seen countless people for decades, and he rarely goes astray. These people who come to Zou's family to mourn today, those who look extremely flamboyant in luxurious clothes are often the little shrimps that can't get on the table, or the toads at the bottom of the well have not seen the sky, or they don't have much confidence in their hearts, so they can't wait to be as eye-catching as flamingos. On the contrary, those who are low-key and restrained are the overlord who can't guarantee it. Of course, Zhang Jingzhi will not understand this truth. So it's almost an intuition that has been cultivated for many years. Four big words immediately popped up in Zhang Jingzhi's mind: the person who comes is not good!

However, all red and white happy events come as guests. Although Zhang Jingzhi muttered a little in his heart, he still bowed politely and said, "Unfortunately, the owner of the family is deeply grateful to you two people. I don't know what you two call?"

The energetic-looking young man smiled and said nothing, and the woman said, "The surname is Li, and the name is Wei Dong."

"Li Weidong? Er, the name, it seems, seems..."

Zhang Jingzhi picked up the pen and suddenly felt that the name seemed to be extremely familiar, but suddenly he couldn't remember where he had heard it. Basically, everyone has had such a time, that is, for something that is particularly familiar, such as a song, a sentence, a person, obviously in his mind, but sometimes he will suddenly be inexplicably stunned, even if you pat your swollen thighs and rack your brains, you can't remember. The reason why Zhang Jingzhi was stunned at this time was by no means that he was old and confused. In fact, from top to bottom, I'm afraid no one will believe that the "murderer" would come to the door in such a situation, and there were only two people!

Seeing that Zhang Jingzhi was a little stunned, Li Weidong smiled and asked, "What, what's the problem?"

"Ah, no, no, Mr. Li has been looking forward to it for a long time. I'm sorry, please inside!" Zhang Jingzhi was a little ashamed of his rudeness. He picked up the pen and wrote the other party's name on the paper. Li Weidong's three words fell to the last stroke. Zhang Jingzhi's face changed sharply. Ah, he fell on the chair. A bodyguard next to him asked him strangely what was wrong, but Zhang Jingzhi's beard was shaking, pointing to the name he had just written, and he couldn't say a word.

"Li Weidong, what's wrong? This old man...Li Weidong!!!"

The bodyguard dug a strange cry, turned around and chased after Li Weidong. He stretched out his hand to take out the guy in his arms. Unexpectedly, he got angry in a hurry. He put a hole in his suit with a bang, and it was lucky that he didn't shoot himself.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the huge Zou family immediately blew up. Those who came to mourn were certainly shocked. They quickly dodged aside and prepared to watch strongly. The bodyguards rushed to the guys. Although most of the Zou family had killed the provincial port at this time, after all, it was a big family that had been inherited for a hundred years. The power was not so huge. There were at least a hundred left-behind bodyguards alone. People, a black hole in the muzzle of the gun, if they shoot together, it is enough to tear Li Weidong and Pei San into pieces!

Suddenly it calmed down, and I only heard bursts of rapid gasps. No one shoots, not because they don't want to kill Li Weidong. Just as no one believes that the murderer will throw himself into the net, no one will believe that Li Weidong's trip is as simple as coming to Shangzhuxiang because of his conscience.

"The surname is Li!" Zhang Jingzhi roared angrily. It was really a shameful thing that he wrote down the name of the murderer with his own hands and couldn't think of who the other party was. Damn, you are good enough! It's not enough for you to kill my wife and young master three, and you have to kill my family's head. My Zou family can't wait to eat your meat and skin, break your bones and ashes. How dare you send it to send it to your door today! Don't say that we don't give you a chance to talk, boy, you're bullying me. There's really no one in the Zou family, so are you here to demonstrate on purpose?!"

Facing countless muzzles, Pei San was still expressionless, with his hands in his sleeves and standing quietly behind Li Weidong. Li Weidong smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't be so excited. As I said, I'm here to give incense. As for the fact that I am the murderer of the family, it's okay, as long as you can show the real evidence. But if you wrong a good man to let go of the real murderer and do something that hurts the enemy, do you think Mr. Zou will feel at ease if he has a spirit under the spring?

"Bullshit! When we are all fools, how can we believe your nonsense? Zhang Jingzhi laughed angrily. He stretched out his hand and pointed to Li Weidong tremblingly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your surname is Li, you are really not ordinary shameless. Everyone knows that you are the culprit of my family. Why do you have the courage to commit murder, but you don't have the courage to admit it? Let me tell you that this is not a court, and we don't need evidence! Today, even if you can live the dead, we will use your head to pay tribute to the master and kill!"

"slow down!" Li Weidong shook his head, took a deep breath and said, "Well, I said I'm here to give incense. If you don't believe it, then I can only tell the truth. In fact, I'm here today to inherit Zou's property. Listen, I, Li Weidong, want to take over the Zou family. This is not asking for everyone's opinions. Whether you agree or not, from today's stepping into this door, this house, this land, every piece of air here, including each of you, has to change your surname Li. I am your new owner!"