Chapter 12

It has been half a month since Huang Hao's death, but his body is still not buried in Huang's manor. Huang Congjiang wants to catch long Aotian and scrape thousands of swords in front of Huang Hao's spirit. But since the first World War on the campus of No.1 high school, the Huang family has never seen long Aotian again. Huang Congjiang knew that long Aotian lived in Wenjia manor and sent many people to stay outside the manor. However, long Aotian never asked about his love for the manor, and these people did not dare to cross the thunder pool.

After Huang Hao died, Huang Congjiang didn't go to work because of his sore throat. That day, Huang Congjiang was sitting in his study. His family secretary, Xiao Zhang, was sorting out the books on the desk. As usual, Huang Congjiang had already pushed Xiao Zhang down on the desk to discuss the meaning of life. But today, Huang Congjiang was not in the mood for how Ren Xiaozhang made a show in front of him. He finally waved his hand to let Xiao Zhang go out. Outside Lin Yi saw Xiao Zhang come out, followed by Xiao Zhang, went to Xiao Zhang's room

After Huang Congjiang drove Xiao Zhang away, he thought for a long time and finally got through a phone call: "Hello, I'm Huang Congjiang!"

At the other end of the phone, he was surprised and then said, "what can I do for vice mayor Huang?"

"Long Aotian, you dare to kill my son, to prove that you are a hero! What kind of hero are you now hiding in Wenjia manor? "

Yes, Huang Congjiang is calling long Aotian. As the owner of the Huang family and vice mayor of NY City, it's not surprising to find long Aotian's mobile phone number. Huang Congjiang wants to stir up long Aotian, but long Aotian doesn't like him at all.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm a hero or not. If vice mayor Huang is a hero, he can come to Wenjia manor to catch me. I'm waiting for him at any time."

"You"

"What are you doing? If vice mayor Huang has nothing else to do, I'll hang up. I'm very busy and have no time to talk nonsense with you! "

"Du, Du, Du" long Aotian hangs up. Huang Congjiang is so angry that he jumps and shakes his hands. He takes the quick acting heart saving pill from the table, pours out a few pills and swallows them quickly.

Huang Congjiang's heart just calmed down. Suddenly, his mobile phone rang again. Huang Congjiang took it over and looked at it. It was strange that there was no number on the screen, just a string of asterisks. Huang Congjiang pressed the answer button, and a magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone: "are you Huang Congjiang?" This voice is processed, and it can't distinguish men, women, old and young at all.

"I'm Huang Congjiang. Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Was your son killed by long Aotian?"

"Yes

"Die if you die!" The caller said it very easily, as if it was not a human but a mouse who died. Huang Congjiang was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"What do you mean?"

"My meaning is very simple. I don't want you to trouble long Aotian any more!"

"Why should I listen to you?"

"You won't listen to me. I promise you won't live tomorrow morning! Don't take me for a joke With a strong sense of lethality in his words, Huang Congjiang almost threw his mobile phone away.

"Give you thirty seconds to think!"

Now Huang Congjiang is almost desperate. He is thinking, I investigate long Aotian. He has no background. Who is calling? Still so mysterious!

"Twenty seconds to go!"

Ten seconds, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three

"I, I promise!" Huang Congjiang compromised“ Good. Tomorrow morning's 7:00 morning news, I hope to see you explain to the people of the whole city that your son died of illness, and that a funeral will be held this Friday. If you don't see you on the news, you know the end

！”

"Doo, Doo, Doo," the mysterious man hung up.

Huang Congjiang slumped in his chair, tears streaming.

In Wenjia manor, Wen Jiandong, long Aotian and Wen Jiaxin are having breakfast. The morning news of NY city is on TV. Wen Jiandong, a soldier, has the habit of watching the news. He used to watch the news in the morning, middle and evening. In the past, the army watched the news of the imperial court. Now he is back in NY. He cares more about the local dynamic situation.

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared on the TV screen, a closer look, it is Huang Congjiang. Wen Jiandong felt very strange, so he heard Huang Congjiang say in a sad voice: "Dear citizens, I'm Huang Congjiang, vice mayor of the city. Not long ago, my son Huang Hao died of illness. I'm very sad. This Friday, I will hold a funeral for my son at home. I hope people from all walks of life will be present to express their condolence. Thank you Huang Congjiang said, leaving the camera, the news continued to play.

Huang Congjiang's words made the three people watching the news very strange. Wen Jiandong asked, "Ao Tian, what do you think of what Huang Congjiang just said?"

"Uncle Wen, you'd better talk about your opinion first!"

"I think there must be a conspiracy here. Huang Congjiang is very crafty. He will never let you go like this!"

"Uncle Wen, I don't think so. Since Huang Congjiang dares to say that in the news, he won't trouble me any more. At least, I won't be bothered openly. "

"Yes, he won't trouble you openly, but I can't guarantee that he won't send someone to assassinate you! It's easy to dodge an open gun, but hard to defend a covert one! "

"I know! But hiding here is not the way. I can say that Huang Congjiang will never let me go. I can't hide here all my life! "

"So it is! What are you going to do with Aotian? "

"I want to go back to school. After all, I'm still a high school student!"

Wen Jiandong thought to himself that high school students are the first to hack people at school with knives.

"I don't agree with Aotian going back to school!" Wen Jiaxin, who has not spoken for a long time, has spoken.

"Why, Cathy?"

"It's too dangerous to go back to school. Huang Congjiang won't let you go!"

"Then what? Can't I hide here and be a turtle all my life? "

"It won't take a lifetime. When Huang Congjiang dies, you can go back to school!"

"Poof --" after hearing Wen Jiaxin's words, long Aotian just took a sip

Porridge suddenly spray out: "cough, silly girl, Huang Congjiang is 45 years old this year, I am 18 years old, that is, he lived to 60 years old and died, at that time I was more than 30 years old, the school still want me?"

Wen Jiaxin also laughed. Wen Jiandong said, "don't do this. I'll send someone to inquire about the situation. If what Huang Congjiang said is true, you can go back to school."

Long Aotian nodded and agreed. After dinner, Wen Jiandong sent people out. In the afternoon, these people came back. Huang Congjiang did withdraw all the people who killed long Aotian. Now he is busy arranging his son's funeral. Despite this, Wen Jiandong is still not at ease, he called Yang Shuai over: "Yang Shuai, you have to follow Aotian, responsible for protecting the safety of him and Jiaxin!"“ What about you, the owner of the house? "

"I'm fine. What can I do if I stay at the manor every day? I'm old now, but ordinary people are not my rivals! "

Yang Shuai doesn't refuse any more. To be honest, Yang Shuai also wants to follow long Aotian. He has a feeling that following long Aotian is more promising than following Wen Jiandong.

The next day, before long Aotian and Wen Jiaxin go to school, Wen Jiandong gives long Aotian a silver pistol for a rainy day.

Back at school, long Aotian surprised the students, some of them

Some of them are afraid of admiring and worshiping long Aotian. They are afraid that one day long Aotian will not like them and will chop them with a knife. Long Aotian and nothing happened, as usual, how to class on how to class. That afternoon, Ma Jian, Qiao Feng, Wang Libin and Gao Yang will also be at the school. These four people have been living in Qiao Feng's home for half a month. Long Aotian asked Qiao Feng's father Qiao Hanfei to help them train them. Now they are much stronger than half a month ago.

Soon to Friday, Huang Hao's funeral was held today. Long Aotian didn't attend class. He called Ma Jian, Qiao Feng, Yang Shuai, Wang Libin and Gao Yang to the playground and said with a smile, "let's go. I'll take you to a big event this morning."

"What's the matter?" All five asked.

"Go to Huang Hao's funeral!"

"Brother, don't you have a fever?" Ma Jian touched long Aotian's forehead.

"Go, brother, it's normal! I want to sing Zhuge Liang's filial piety to Huang Congjiang! I'm like Zhuge Liang. You are Zhao Zilong, my five tiger general! But Huang Hao can't compare with Jiang Dong and Zhou Gongjin! "

"Really?"

"Go, if any of you are afraid, you may not go!"

"Brother long is not afraid, neither are we!"

After discussion, six people left school without iron and took a taxi to Huang's manor. Huang Hao's funeral was very lively, which can be said to surpass the wedding of ordinary people. People from all walks of life, including senior government officials, business tycoons and underground tycoons, came to mourn. Wang family sent Wang Yujie and Wang Shuangjie to mourn, Wen family sent Wang Qiang, and Zhenxing group also sent representatives.

Suddenly someone yelled: "long Aotian comes to mourn!" Hearing this, everyone present was shocked. Although Huang Congjiang said that his son died of illness, many people understood the truth.

Huang Congjiang's eyes are red when he hears that long Aotian is coming. Behind him, the elite of Huang family take out their guns and aim at the six people of long Aotian. Wang brothers and Wang qiangfu in the crowd naturally put on the gun.

Long Aotian didn't care at all. Holding his head high, he went to Huang Hao's spirit, ordered a stick of incense and bowed three times. Then he came to Huang Congjiang and said politely, "Uncle Huang, my name is long Aotian. I'm Huang Hao's best friend before he died. Now that he's gone, I'm very sad. But I can't come back to life after death. I hope uncle Huang will have a good time." Although long Aotian's voice is not big, people present can hear it clearly. Many people secretly admire long Aotian's courage and insight. It's to offer condolence to Huang Hao. It's obviously to hit Huang Congjiang in the face in public.

Huang Congjiang wanted to shoot long Aotian to death at this time, but he didn't do it. He really wanted to do it. He was the vice mayor

No one will be convinced again. Huang Congjiang suppressed his hatred and said to long Aotian, "Aotian, thank you for coming to Huang Hao's funeral. You can rest assured that I will take care of myself!"

"That's good. I have something else to do at school, so I'll go first!" Long Aotian then nodded to the people present and turned to leave. The whole process, out of the presence of people to see, in huangjiazhuangyuan a very hidden place, there is also a person to see, looking at the performance of long Aotian, he nodded with satisfaction, long Aotian left, he also drifted away.