Chapter 437 Wind Leaves and Songs! Drama!

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Mu Fan left and left the winner's compound with the black sword and Dong Fangwen. Although this trip to the winner, long before this mission, after what Mu Fan and Ying Zheng said after having dinner with Wang Jiaqi in the courtyard in Tai'an, Mu Fan decided that he just wanted to give the winner an explanation and the winner. An explanation, tell the old man that Ying Zheng is not a promising winner. As he once said, the winner has no loser. Ying Zheng is a free and easy man, but this simple conversation with the winner, the old man seems to talk casually, but he is talking about the secrets of Mu Fan's incom's incom't way. Win Master. Zi can say it so calmly. Mu Fan can see that the winner has a complicated relationship with the Long family. Through this chat, Mr. Ying also completely accepted Ying Zheng and his wife, otherwise he would not tell Mu Fan these in front of them. At that time, Mu Fan could detect that except for them, let alone servants. Even Ying Ying, who is most likely to embarrass Mu Fan in front of everyone, is not present. Is it true that they don't like to meet Mu Fan? I'm afraid the winner did it on purpose, right? In short, this conversation made Mu Fan see the situation of Long Tian at that time and made Mu Fan understand what he should do!

Mu Fan and the other two borrowed a winner's car and went straight to Wolong Village from Jinan!

After Mu Fan left, the size of the winner came from the backyard one after another. Naturally, there was Ying Ying and Ying Zheng's son Ying Xiaodong, who had been taken away by the old man since he was less than half a year old. The family sat in the living room. Ying Zheng's brother Ying Wugang rushed back from the army and looked at the old man sitting in the upper seat without saying a word. He could see that the old man looked good today and smiled, "Grandpa, have you seen him?"

Ying Domineering drank a sip of tea and smiled, "It's not an accident, it's not an accident..."

Ying Zheng smiled and said nothing. Ying Wu frowned and said, "He is that strong?"

"Anyway, I'm not his opponent. As for whether my brain is good or not, I guess Grandpa knows it," Ying Ying interrupted at this time;

Yingwu looked at the old man curiously. Ying was domineering with turbid eyes and looked at the people; "When I saw the boy, he was a little lonely. Later, after Long Xiang's death, he was silent and did not like to be irritable. Now there have changed so much. The Long family has been an inextricable relationship with our winner since ancient times. Well, when something happened to Longtian, he would never let me come forward. After that year, I realized that it was really difficult for him..."

Everyone looked at the old man at this time. At that moment, there was a moment of trance in front of them, and the spiritual pillar of the winner exuded a strong murderous atmosphere all over his body.

Ying Ying was unconvinced and said, "Grandpa, is it worth it for him as a bad person?"

"Isn't it possible?" Ying Domineering looked at Yingying, who could only lower his head and touch his nephew's hair. Win hegemony and sneer: "China has been in turmoil for thousands of years. Although the few ancient families left behind now symbolize the history of thousands of years of the whole China, do you know that they will be so tolerant? After all, it is for the continuation of the pathetic bloodline. The bloodline of our family is too heavy compared with ordinary people. The excessive natural pressure has also doubled. It has flourished and survived, but it has been passed on in one breath. There are too many criticisms in the family, selfishness, utilitarianism, and scattered sand, just like us. Like the tradition of summer, the essence is left, and there is also dross. It is better to say that we are timid than timid! And the only thing that refuses to tolerate is the Long family. In every major turbulent period in the country in history, the people of the Long family were not the first to bear the brunt! This is the bloodline that an ancient nation should have! We are the descendants of Yanhuang and the descendants of the dragon, but we are only inspired when the nation is in danger. Whether it is in troubled times or peaceful times, the Long family has never given up! Living in peace and thinking of danger has been done, but who is safe? Whose danger do you think about? Many people think about themselves, while his Long family thinks about the country! It's the whole nation! I asked myself that I couldn't do it like Longtian and the ancestors of the Long family. You can't do it, but I can make this blood circulate!"

Everyone didn't dare to say anything. They looked straight at the old man who was nearly eighty. The domineering was still vigorous. As soon as the domineering came out, they obeyed!

All the people here dare not dare to come out. They looked at the old man curiously. They smiled indifferently. They walked to the door, looked at the sky outside the living room, stood with their hands behind their backs, and said quietly. "There are many people who slaughter dogs, and their negative intentions are mostly scholars. Those beasts in Yanjing want to make evil. I'm really not afraid of them. ..."

At this time, Mu Fan and the three people who were going to Wolong Village, Mu Fan looked at the hero medal in his hand while driving and laughed, "How many hero medals are there in the winners? No wonder the old man is very old and still domineering! Many people will also be conceited, but they often draw tigers because they don't have enough background. Winning the old man is called real conceit! Domineering!"

The black sword beside him looked sideways at Mu Fan, with a solemn expression and a sluggish tone; "Brother, I miss the master..."

Dongfang Wen in the back seat didn't say a word. He looked out of the window in a daze. The weather outside the window was gloomy, and the black clouds on his head had been going from Jinan to Wolong Village with them.

Mu Fan put away the medal, patted the black sword on the shoulder behind him, and laughed loudly; "I'll be home soon. Can't wait for this time?"

After saying that, Mufan accelerated to Wolong Village. Wolong Village is a small mountainous area called Jilingzi, which is not too far from the coast in Shandong. Shandong is located in the North China Plain, so for this small mountainous area, it is a wasteland that civilians can't rely on for a living. The mountain is not high, but there is a deep valley in it, which is also unknown to outsiders. The Long family has lived for a long time. Even if the urban planning bureau wanted to plan here in the end, no one knows the specific reason. The Long family is like a nomad. It has been around China for thousands of years. Yanjing has also moved to the past for nearly a hundred years. Longtian was born in Wolong Village, but grew up in Yanjing! Among them, the story is only known by the Long family.

But on the way of the three of them, they were landed by a group of people again. At this time, Mu Fan was followed by three cars, which were not close but biting them. Mu Fan ignored it and just accelerated.

At this time, at the gate of an old quadrangle courtyard in downtown Yanjing, a young man in his thirties was squatting and smoking. There were not many quadrangle courtyards in Yanjing, and many of them were destroyed by the so-called planning. This alley was also under planning at that time, but the old man who had withdrawn from politics for many years strangely faced Yanjing rules. After the people in the planning department scolded, and then asked a few people to move their things in from a luxurious villa in the suburbs without saying a word. So far, no one dares to mention the demolition of this quadrangle, and he is naturally Zhu Ziwen, the old Buddha of the Zhu family.

At this time, an ordinary black Audi drove in the alley. After slowly stopping, a girl with short hair came down, carrying a fruit bag and walked towards the door. The young man squatting at the door saw the girl, stood up, and said treacheryly, "Sister Lin, what did you buy for the old man this time?"

The girl smiled, then took out a new orange from the convenience bag and threw it to the young man. The young man took it with his flattered hands, and then wiped it on her body. She didn't eat it and put it in her pocket. The girl who saw this scene smiled and didn't say anything but walked in, but at this time, a middle-aged man in charge of driving walked over. He smiled and said, "Brother Guo, I brought a good cigarette today. Do you want one?"

"I can't afford it!"

The young man looked at the middle-aged man with a good face, and then took out the orange from his pocket and was stunned. The middle-aged man walked in with a wry smile.

The girl was kind. After sharing the fruit she bought with several young people sitting in the front yard at this time, which made the latter happy and walked into the backyard. This time, the middle-aged people did not dare to communicate more with these people, and followed the girl quickly.

When the girl came to the backyard, she saw the old man sitting under the sycamore tree in the backyard, the rattan chair, jumped to the old man, sat on a small bench next to the old man, took out the fruit, looked at the squinting old man, and smiled, "Grandpa, you always dream of Luo Shen again?"

The old man opened his eyes, dotingly knocked on the girl's head, and said with a smile, "You think about some strange things in your head all day long, but you just dreamed of the girl. That's more beautiful than Luo, haha..."

At this time, the middle-aged man walked to the old man and bowed and said respectfully, "Teacher, the action of the Linghu family is not small. In just two days, it was launched. Everyone was hired from abroad and it was very clean,"

"Aw," the old man nodded gently, and then ate a piece of orange peeled by the girl. He looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly, "That boy should be fine, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that those people are weaker. The boy has nothing to do, but I don't know if he can avoid this disaster!"

The girl looked at the middle-aged man curiously. The old man looked at him, and the middle-aged man sighed, "This time, the Linghu family has hired more than 40 mercenaries from Thailand, and their identities have been identified. They are members of the famous iron-blooded club on the Thai border!"

"Ha ha, it should cost a lot, right?" The old man smiled faintly;

"500,000 per person, and it seems that there will be a very generous extra reward for those who successfully block it. Presumably, those mercenaries who have no tasks for a whole year will be as fierce as hungry wolves, so I'm worried..." The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed;

The old man said quietly; "If he can walk to Yanjing alive, he will have a life-saving amulet, and he is only one step away from Yanjing. This step is often a lifetime! As the saying goes, it's good to hone these people and hone him. At least you can see whether he is really capable or in vain. Otherwise, my Zhu family can't stand to take another half a wrong step. It's better to be calm, it's better to be calm..."

"Grandpa, I'm leaving. I have something to do at school, so I don't deserve to eat," the girl fed the old man an orange again, stood up, took the old man's hand and smiled;

When the girl turned around, the old man smiled faintly and said, "Girl, I know that your little boyfriend has something to do with that boy, so I hope you can calm down. I already know something about your little boyfriend. Although I don't have contact with him, I'm sure I don't know him better than you, but Grandpa is still more accurate than you, some From some simple things, you can see that your little boyfriend is good. I don't object to you dating him, but I'm just waiting. Don't be full of grandpa to help him do something. What you do not only can't help him, but it will be unfavorable to him in the future. Grandpa hasn't lied to you, so what I said to you You still have to listen, otherwise he will take a wrong step because of your wrong advice. Grandpa will not show mercy. Do you understand?"

"I know~~~~~ Although I don't like him to go other ways, if he can't catch up with half of Grandpa in the future, I won't walk with him. Grandpa can rest assured!"

The girl curled her lips at the old man, smiled and left happily.

The old man looked at the girl's back, smiled, and then looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly, "You too. Don't deliberately fill me to help the girl. It's still early. Helping more limits their potential. That's not good for her..."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "I see,"

The old man waved his hand and closed his eyes and said lightly, "Go ahead, I want to enjoy this big play slowly..."

The middle-aged man retreated, and the courtyard returned to quiet again. The sky was covered with dark clouds. The wind rose, the sycamore tree shook, a leaf, and a sound seemed to be singing!