The villa in the forest is hazy under the moonlight, with an antique fragrance. There is a bamboo curtain hanging at the entrance of the main hall. There is no light inside or outside. Only the faint moonlight enters through the gaps in the bamboo curtain. ◎Literature Museum r />

On a rattan rocking chair in the hall, Bai Lu Tang, wearing a white long gown, was lying quietly on it, holding a folding fan in his hand and putting it on his abdomen. I don’t know if he was asleep.

The cell phone on the small coffee table next to it was buzzing and the eyelids in Bailutang moved slightly in the darkness. She slowly reached out and took the phone and opened it. There was a text message inside, saying that Yue Yue and his son had been caught by Jueyun in Lei Xiong Sect.

Bai Lutang stood up, strode to the door, and stopped behind the bamboo curtain again. He slowly pulled open the folding fan in his hand. When the folding fan was swaying gently, his eyes swept back and forth through the gaps in the bamboo curtain.

"Han Lifang...Lin Zixian...Lin Zixian..." Bai Lutang shook his head slightly after muttering the name of "Lin Zixian".

He turned around and walked to the rocking chair with a calm face. He lie down on his chest with a folded slit and closed his eyes again, and seemed to be drowsy again. However, he could clearly see the eyeballs under his eyelids rolling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At the beach pier, Qiu Jian drove to the beach. The car stopped and went out. The father and son got out and took out a bag from the trunk.

The surroundings are quiet and you can see the lights of the distant city. Here you can only see the hazy lights from the distance.

The waves slammed the coast, and a row of cargo ships were docked on the shore.

Qiu Jian turned on the flashlight and walked one by one at the cargo ships docked on the shore. Qiu Yirong followed his son nervously.

"Old Hei, Lao Hei!" Qiu Jian shouted as he walked.

A "crack" came from a distance. The father and son looked and saw a fire that seemed to light up between the two cargo ships in front of him. It seemed that someone was lighting a lighter. The flames turned off as soon as they lit up.

"Dad, ahead." Qiu Jian turned around and said, and the two father and son walked over quickly.

When I walked up to it, I saw a small cargo ship between the two cargo ships, and there was a person sitting on the ship smoking a cigarette with his back to his two people.

"Old Hei, I'm here." Qiu Jian shouted, and the flashlight shone on the man's back, but he found that the other party's figure seemed to be incorrect.

Suddenly, a sound came from a row of cargo ships docked on the shore. The lights on the cargo ships lit up, and several searchlights on the gantry cranes on both sides lit up, shining here together. The lights on the pier instantly seemed like day.

The father and son were in a panic under the sudden dazzling lights and looked around in panic.

A group of people came to the darkness behind him and surrounded the two of them. People stood on the bows of cargo ships, each with guns in his hands.

The smoker on the small cargo ship also stood up and turned slowly to look at the father and son.

Seeing this person's appearance clearly, Qiu Yirong's face changed drastically, and he said with a tremolo, "Tang...Mr. Tang!"

This person is no one else, but one of Lei Xiong's confidants, Tang Zhongyun, who is in charge of Lei Xiong's personal soldiers.

"Butler Qiu, are you here too?" Tang Zhongyun sneered, staring at Qiu Jian with a pale face and asked lightly: "Qiu Jian, you father and son go out to sea with bags at night. Where are you going?"

Qiu Jian's eyes rolled sharply. Just as he was thinking about the reason, he saw two people behind Tang Zhongyun mount a man out of the cargo ship and walked to the bow and threw it away.

"Well..." The man fell to the ground and let out a painful groan, curled up with his body that had been beaten to the point of being bloody. He covered his cut-off wrist and could imagine how painful it was.

Although this person was beaten so badly, Qiu Jian still recognized the other party at a glance, just to pick up the "Lao Hei" who was about to accept him.

Qiu Yirong's Adam's apple moved with difficulty and looked at his son in despair. He seemed to be saying that he had already told you not to do anything randomly. Who is Lei Xiong? Do you really think Lei Xiong is a vegetarian? He is the person who stepped on the bloody corpses of many people?

Looking at the man curled up on the ground and struggling slightly, Qiu Jian's face was ashamed. Nothing was used to say now. It was obvious that he wanted to catch him and get the stolen person. It was useless to say it out loud. His head was buzzing and messed up.

He didn't even see where this area was. This area was the core territory of the South China Gang. Once he had his eyes on him, he wanted to escape from the sea? He had already figured out the people you might contact, and he had cleaned up the people who were picking you up before you even came.

Tang Zhongyun glanced at the two of them coldly, bounced the cigarette butts away, and said indifferently: "Take it back!"

As soon as the person moved, who would have thought that Qiu Jian let out a muffled groan, a blood flower splashed on his head. When he fell to the ground, a blood flower splashed on his chest. He was instantly shot by the killer hiding in the dark twice.

Tang Zhongyun and others quickly fell down to avoid risks. He looked up and shouted loudly: "Find out the person for me!"

A group of people quickly searched, but heard a sound of motors coming from the sea in the distance, and a speedboat quickly broke through the waves.

Tang Zhongyun, who jumped up, angrily said: "Chasing me!"

Three speedboats were quickly rushed out of a row of cargo ships, ready in advance just in case, and quickly turned with waves on the sea, chasing towards the speedboat that was already invisible.

Looking at Qiu Jian who was twitching slightly on the ground, Qiu Yirong was a little stunned. The bag in his hand fell to the ground and suddenly lay on his son's body shaking and crying, "Ajian, Ajian, my athlete..."

Qiu Yirong's mood is imaginable when he loses his son and is the only son. He is suddenly in trouble before his eyes.

Tang Zhongyun, who jumped off the boat, walked over with a gloomy face. Longtou asked him to do this little thing in person, and he was also imaginable.

Bang! Qiu Yirong, who was crying in his son's body, was slashed at the back of his neck by Tang Zhongyun, who was stroking, and fainted directly.

Pushing away Qiu Yirong, Tang Zhongyun grabbed Qiu Jian's body and looked at it. The killer's shooting skills were very accurate. He hit the vital point with two shots. He widened his eyes and died with his eyes open. Qiu Jian was so dead that he could not die again.

He threw Qiu Jian's body on the ground, Tang Zhongyun looked around the night coldly, took a deep breath of bloody air, and quickly took out the phone...

Under the statue of the ancestor of the South China Gang, the incense and candle shaking in Juyi Hall, Lei Xiong still leaned on the dragon head throne and pretended to sleep. His whole body was shrouded in the shadow of the backrest, making it difficult to recognize his true face. The seats of the two rows of big shots below were empty, and he was the only one sitting here high, which gave people a gloomy and depressing feeling.

"Master Protecting the Seal" Chen Yizhou walked in again and walked aside and whispered: "Master Xiong, something happened to Zhongyun."

"Hmm?" Lei Xiong immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight, "Let him run away?"

"No, Qiu Jian was shot and killed by a killer who was ambushing in secret." Chen Yizhou replied.

Lei Xiong raised his hand and touched his hair, which was as short as a steel brush, and his breathing was a little heavy, his eyes flashed coldly and said, "Let me find a doctor for rescue immediately."

Chen Yizhou was stunned because he didn't understand what he meant, and explained in detail again: "Qiu Jian was shot twice, one shot in the head and the other shot in the heart. He was dead and he couldn't change his way and saved him again."

Seeing that he misunderstood his meaning, Lei Xiong shook his head slightly and said, "No matter whether he is dead or alive, he must seek a doctor to rescue him and try to let the killer kill him again. Do you understand what I mean?"

After being stunned, Chen Yizhou suddenly realized that this was to make the killer mistakenly think that Qiu Jian was still alive. Since the other party was going to silence him, as long as he knew that Qiu Jian was still alive, he might come and kill him for the second time. He nodded immediately and said, "I understand, let Zhongyun deal with it!"

After he quickly left, Lei Xiong sighed, took out the private phone in his pocket and dialed a number.

In his situation, things shouldn't have developed like this. He had long noticed that there was something wrong with Qiu Jian and wanted to slowly let the forces behind Qiu Jian surface, see who is behind Qiu Jian and how many people are involved in it, and then take targeting measures. After all, some people are not something he can provoke at will. For example, the intervention of official forces, he needs to grasp the degree, and the boss is not that easy to be a boss.

Who would have thought that Lin Zixian suddenly made a fuss and overturned the chessboard without warning. Regardless of whether you are the official power, that guy was just trying to make a tough move and completely disrupted the situation, forcing him to continue playing with Lin Zixian.

Moreover, Lin Zixian also threw Jueyun to help him. What does this mean? Isn’t this encouragement to let go and do it boldly?

After Lin Zixian's sudden trouble, Lei Xiong is now ready to wash the South China Gang. If the matter is clear, he will not let anyone in doubt go. For people like him, blood flowing is better than leaving hidden dangers.

In the seaside villa in Donghai, on the big bed in the master bedroom, two bare bodies were wrapped around under a quilt.

Qiao Yun, with a sweet face, snuggled up under Lin Zixian's arms with a scattered look, holding the man's strong chest, and smelling the male aura emitted from the man's body.

The several times she released last night made Qiao Yun sleep sweetly and slept in her dreams. This was the life she really wanted.

Unfortunately, there are always people disturbing the beautiful dream. The phone on the bedside table was buzzing. Lin Zixian opened his starry eyes almost reflexively, illuminating in the darkness. He went to the side and took the phone in his hand.

Seeing that it was Lei Xiong's phone call, he wanted to get out of bed and go out to answer the phone, but from Qiao Yun's changing breath, he realized that the woman had woken up and seemed to be pretending to be asleep.

Lin Zixian thought about it but did not deliberately avoid her. He lay on the bed and connected, "Hey! Uncle Lei."

Lei Xiong sighed: "Something happened to Qiu Jian. When he ran away, he was shot by an ambush killer and shot two shots into the vital point. He was already dead."

He also felt a little regretful, because Qiu Jian was the object Lin Zixian appointed to ask him to dig deeper, and he did not help him with this.

"Die?" Lin Zixian frowned and said, "Uncle Lei, it doesn't matter if he dies. The news of Qiu Jian's death is blocked immediately. I will ask the doctor to rescue him. He said that he is not dead yet. The killer should confirm again and let the "crazy monk" wait for the rabbit!"
Chapter completed!