At six o'clock in the evening, horse country, horse manor.
This manor, which covers a large area and is designed to be similar to Apollo, is also located on the top of a mountain, but it is not as high as the altitude of Chu's base camp.
In addition to three checkpoints guarding the passageway, the Majia manor also built a knife solving pool. All visitors have to put their swords and guns on the pool.
At first glance, it's a bit like Wudang.
At the moment, in a big terrace on the top of a mountain facing a prosperous city, a 60 year old man in white is taking a breath of breath.
He is slender, thin hands and feet, white hair, but sharp features, cheek is red, like drunk Jigong.
The old man in white is leisurely practicing martial arts. The clouds around him are like the breath in and out of his breath. He looks like a great master.
Not far away, standing in a uniform, Ma Chunhua frowned and looked anxious. He seemed to have something important, but he didn't interrupt the old man.
"Ah -"
I don't know how long later, the old man in white sighed and puffed out a cloud of air, then slowly opened his eyes.
At first glance, a pair of deep eyes look dark and empty, just like a black hole, but if you look at them more, you will fall into an endless abyss and cannot extricate yourself.
"Grandfather!"
But Ma Chunfeng didn't care about the old man's momentum. When he saw that he had finished practicing, he ran to him. He was pretty and anxious, but he still kept respectful:
"what did you ask Shen Tu Yuanqing to do? Why didn't you see him all day? "
"I made more than a dozen phone calls, but no one answered," she asked
The old man in white put his hands on his knees in a flat tone: "you don't have to worry about him. He'll be fine. He's just doing something he should do."
"I didn't see him, I couldn't get in touch with him, just because it wasn't finished yet."
"Besides, he is the vice captain of the criminal investigation team, your husband and my grandson-in-law of mabaipao. No one dares to provoke him."
"Just keep busy with your business."
The old man with white hair is Ma Bai Pao.
Ma Chunhua seems not satisfied with the answer: "is there any way to contact him?"
Ma Baipao frowned slightly: "didn't you hear me clearly? He's busy. He'll come back when he's finished. He'll contact you. "
"When you call him now, you're interrupting him."
"You don't have to worry about him."
His tone with a trace of Indifference: "no one dares to attack Ma's son-in-law, and old man Guo dares not do it."
Did not get the information he wanted, Ma Chunhua subconsciously muttered: "no one dares to provoke, uncle and third brother will not die..."
"Son of a bitch!"
Ma Bai Pao's face was cold when he heard the words, and his eyes were sharp. He stared at his granddaughter and said, "how can I talk to my grandfather?"
"Your uncle and third brother underestimated the enemy's carelessness, so they lost their lives by plotting."
Ma Baipao blames Ma Chunhua: "and if we investigate this matter, you and Ma Xiayu are the culprits."
"If you didn't take that boy to the slum and make your uncle and third brother mistake them for you, they would not have died."
"What saddens me most is that you and Ma Xiayu not only watch their family die, but also dare not take revenge afterwards."
He snorted heavily: "you two are really disgraced."
Hearing his grandfather's merciless blame, Ma Chunhua's mouth touched him. There was a touch of guilt in his eyes, but there was also a sense of stubbornness:
"grandfather, the matter is that the uncle and the third brother are responsible for the loss. With the boy's skill, we are sorry, and we can't get justice back."
"We went to the slums with him to accept him. After all, he has eight skills. If he can be used by us, he can surpass the Guo family."
"Think about it. My aunt is still in her forties, and she has been practicing all the time. She just entered the eighth grade at the beginning of the month. That guy is a gifted eight grade in his twenties."
Although she was also angry at Ye Tianlong's coldness, at that time, the Bai Zhen family was humiliated, and she really couldn't do too much.
Ma Bai Pao's voice sank: "whether you have talent or not, kill your uncle and third brother, that's the enemy."
Ma Chunhua whispered: "Xia Yu and I also want revenge, but we really can't fight."
Ma Baipao sniffed: "if we meet in a narrow road, the brave will win. Even if we die, we should show the blood of the Guo family."
"You are weak and become a joke of Malaysia, which makes me ridiculed by Lao Guo."
"If it wasn't for me, I'd be eight and a half grades old Guo had been injured somewhere. I'm afraid that the Guo family would have stepped on your weakness."
When it comes to Lao Guo's injury, his eyes jump for a moment. It's a pity that he was afraid of Ye Tianlong as Ma Chunhua said at that time.
Ma Chunhua and Ma Xiayu both say that ye Tianlong is very powerful. He not only easily kills his son and grandson, but also a master of eight grades.
Ma Baipao believed it, and the Ma family was like a big enemy, because Ma Xiayu said that ye Tianlong wanted to settle accounts with the Ma family.Ma Baipao was worried that he was going to deal with old man Guo. When ye Tianlong, who killed his son and grandson, came to kill him, the Ma family was in danger.
So he has been sitting in the Majia garden, and therefore missed the opportunity to kill old man Guo.
If he exterminates old man Guo, the Guo family will lose its support and will decline. By then, the Ma family will be the only one, comparable to general wengsha.
It's just that the opportunity has been lost, and it's no use regretting it. He can only wait for Taiming to help, but Ma Baipao is dissatisfied with the two granddaughters.
He thinks that they killed their children and grandchildren, and let the Ma family waste their opportunities. After all, ye Tianlong didn't come to the Ma family in the end
"Grandfather, what happened before was that I was wrong. Xia Yu and I are willing to be punished, no matter we think about it in front of the wall or support our aunt."
Ma Chunhua looked at her watch, showing a trace of anxiety: "but now I want to know, what did you ask Shentu to do?"
Today is Shentu's birthday. She and Shentu Yuanqing made an appointment to go out to eat Western food at seven o'clock to celebrate. But up to now, no one has called in.
Ma Baipao's tone was flat: "he went to do what he should do."
"When your uncle and third brother are dead, the strength of the Ma family is reduced, and I miss the chance to kill Lao Guo. I always want to strengthen the strength of the Ma family."
"Otherwise, it's easy to be taken advantage of by the Guo family."
He downplayed relief: "you can rest assured that I did not let him carry out dangerous tasks, just to see a few distinguished guests."
"Today, not only does he have something to do, but Ma Xiangu and they are also busy."
"It's a great day and a day to remember."
"Just stay at home. It's really boring. Just accompany Taiming's eighteen ladies."
Ma Baipao looked at Ma Chunhua and said, "the family is going to be strong and prosperous. As a member of the Ma family, I always have to do something for my family."
Ma Chunfeng said: "yes, grandfather."
"Mr. Ma, Miss Ma..."
Just at this time, a guard of the Ma family rushed over in panic and cried:
"no, coffin, someone sent the coffin..."