At this time, there were four or five policemen standing at the door. They were knocking with pistols in their hands, followed by a column of heavily armed special police, looking around vigilantly.

"Hello, please open the door! Mayor Chen has called us just now. Will you cooperate with our work? Here is my certificate."

The leading policeman took out the police officer's card from his coat pocket and shook it outside the door. What seems like a superfluous act, such an exaggerated and public action, will it be someone else except the legal law enforcement department? But the procedure of this step cannot be omitted.

"Well, we can't open that door. Someone will open it later?"

Qin Xiaoshuang said nervously. She saw such a big battle for the first time.

The middle-aged police officer outside the door has an unhappy face and can't open the door? He would never believe such a reason: "this female classmate, you should believe us. There are no such bold bandits in the world who dare to pretend to be us in broad daylight..."

"Well, I really can't open the door..."

Qin Xiaoshuang's words haven't finished yet. Ling Feng has come from behind in one step.

"Well, Xiao Shuang, leave it to me."

Ling Feng didn't know where to find a suit. He wore it outside with his bare arms. He pressed and twisted an insignificant decoration on the wall, and the door of the villa "creaked" opened.

"Sir, can you tell me in detail what happened? Although Mayor Chen has said hello, the impact of this incident is too bad. Other residents in this community are rich people, so we must give them an explanation."

The middle-aged man said, waving his hand to the armed police around him, who immediately poured in.

"I understand, but can you be careful not to destroy too many items?"

Ling Feng frowned and looked at the actions of these armed police. They were quite rude. Some people entered the house and didn't know what they were searching for.

The four women looked at these wolf like armed police with some fear and leaned closely behind Ling Feng.

"Hehe, come on, little brother, have a cigarette."

The middle-aged man handed Ling Feng a cigarette, looked at no one around, then lowered his voice and said, "Ling Feng, right? I'm Mayor Chen's man. The impact of this matter is too bad. Mayor Chen told you not to interfere. Everything is in line with the rules. This can make others unable to grasp the pain. Specifically, you can call Mayor Chen."

Then the middle-aged man looked at Ling Feng meaningfully and handed him a reassuring look.

Ling Feng listened to Mayor Chen's arrangement and looked at the police outside. To his disappointment, Chen Yajie didn't come.

"OK, you are free."

Everything is going on in an orderly way. Where Ling Feng can't see, the Zhao family's base camp is in an antique capital quadrangle.

In middle age, Zhao you, who has always been dignified and has a family, knelt on the ground in embarrassment. Quite a lot of Zhao family men, women, old and young were gathered around. An old man with silver hair sat solemnly in the imperial chair.

"Zhao you, you have disposed of all the property under your name. Is there nothing to explain?"

The old man picked up the simple tea lamp beside him, took a sip, and glanced at Zhao you kneeling on the ground. Zhao you was out of breath because of his feeling of not being angry.

Zhao you had long been prepared to face family criticism, but when he really faced the old man, the cold sweat still wet his back.

"Father, you'er is a little reckless this time, but for his sake, you can get rid of his punishment..." a hale and hearty old man with gray hair bowed to the silver haired old man.

"If it hadn't happened for a reason, do you think he would still appear here intact? This is the son you taught? There are no rules at all?" the silver haired old man raised his hand and interrupted him.

The old man with gray hair was scolded by the old man in public, and his face was a little ugly.

"Grandpa, I don't think I did anything wrong. I think you know everything clearly. Feng'er is your great grandson. He's dead. He's dead! What can I do to avenge him?"

Zhao you saw that his father, who was over sixty, was a little embarrassed in public, and immediately argued loudly.

The silver haired old man stared at Zhao you. Zhao you's voice became lower and lower. Finally, only he himself could hear it.

"I never said that this revenge would not be avenged! The blood of the Zhao family will never flow in vain! This is clearly written in the Zu Xun. Even if it is me, I will not violate it! But..."

The voice of the silver haired old man is sonorous and powerful. It doesn't look like an old man nearly 100 years old. His tone is full of decisiveness and iron blood! Suddenly the words turned again.

"However, the dead are dead, and the living still have to live. Zhao you, your family's property has been sold off and hired the killer of the crane organization. Are there no people in the Zhao family? Do you still have a family in your eyes? Do you think the Zhao family has no ability to avenge you'er?"

The cup in the silver haired old man's hand landed heavily on the armrest of the master's chair. About five seconds later, the whole cup was evenly broken into pieces. The tea fell to the ground with a crash, but strangely, no drop fell on him.

"Grandpa, you mean!"

Zhao you raised his head fiercely and looked at the silver haired old man with an excited look.

The silver haired old man said faintly: "Feng'er is my direct descendant of the Zhao family even if he doesn't keep up with the others. The iron guard of the Zhao family will go out and Zhao you will be responsible for this. After finishing the work, he will go back to the family ancestral hall to receive the punishment. The family hasn't come to sell the property yet! In addition, feng'er doesn't like the little girl named, so let the girl bury feng'er. I'm tired..."

The silver haired old man said that, stood up, walked towards the inside, and immediately a younger generation came forward to help him.

"Cousin, this time, feng'er can also smile. The iron guard of our family has the lowest strength, which is also the peak of Qihai territory, but it is the most elite force in our family." a man of Zhao you's age nearby said in a rather sour tone.

Zhao Tiewei has always been in the hands of the family owner. He collects a large number of orphans for training every year. He is most sincere to the family.

Zhao you reluctantly arched his hands. He didn't have much. He knew that the iron guard of the Zhao family was the coveted power of the rest of the family. This time, he was taken charge of by himself. The owner of the family had more or less comfort in it.

"Father..."

The gray haired old man patted Zhao you on the shoulder: "your grandfather has a cold face and a hot heart. Because there are too many people in the family, he has to keep his dignity all the time. He is also very sad about feng'er."

"Father, I know."

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