Chapter 569

Although the phone hung up.

But Jin Zhiming is standing in front of Ling Feng, trembling, at a loss!

"You can go now. Remember what you said!"

Ling Feng is slowly stand up, no longer go to see Kim Chi Minh!

Jin Zhiming suddenly woke up and quickly leaned over: "yes, I'm leaving. Tomorrow I'll go to the Qinghai mountain temple in Kyoto to become a monk!"

And Ling Feng's side is already complete, there is no echo.

Jin Zhiming left in a hurry. His old life was saved, but he was shocked and hurt on his shoulder.

Jin Zhiming also knows that he may not have many years to live!

But Yan Family's matter he already was completely unable to intervene, after all present situation is him, cannot protect oneself!

But when Jin Zhiming came home, he saw that Yan Yulong was already in front of his house!

This can't help but make Kim Chi Minh's face change color.

"How dare you come to me? Do you really want me to take this old life? "

Jin Zhiming couldn't help but scold.

But Yan Yulong quickly bowed: "grandfather Jin, you misunderstood that someone wants to see you..."

With that, Yan Yulong raised his hand and opened the door beside him.

I saw a foot sticking out in Kyoto old cloth shoes.

When the ground is settled, a leading crutch emerges!

"Old man?"

Jin Zhiming opened his eyes a little bit, and then hastened to help!

I saw an old man come out of the car. This man is the ancestor of Yan family, who is nearly 20 years older than Jin Zhiming!

It was also the year that Jin Zhiming was recruited into Yan's family!

If we can say how Jin Zhiming can achieve such a martial arts level at this age, it is entirely because of the cultivation of this old man!

In Jin Zhiming's body, Yan family does not spend less money.

It's just that later people were very respectful to Kim Chi Minh, and they didn't know much about the details.

However, the appearance of this ancestor, even Jin Zhiwen, is just a thug bodyguard, bowing respectfully.

Yanzu's name is nearly 120 years old, which is definitely the longest lived of ordinary people in Kyoto who have not reached the land immortal realm.

"Lao Jin, how is the injury?"

Yan Zuming's face was full of smiles. Under the folds, his eyes could hardly be seen.

Jin Zhiming can put on airs in front of other people, but he can't put on airs in front of this one.

"The injury is OK, the other side is merciful! Otherwise, I'm dead now! Old man, why do you come here in person? "

With that, Jin Zhiming took Yanzu's name to his villa.

The name of Yanzu waved his hand: "no, I won't go up. Lao Jin, when I heard that you were injured, I knew it was not easy!"

"Well, it should be said that the young man is not simple. The strength of martial arts is the only thing I have seen in my life!" Jin Zhiming sighs inexplicably.

Yanzuming's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Oh? Then my Yan family has really caused a disaster this time? "

Jin Zhiming nodded solemnly: "old man, this matter must be treated solemnly!"

"Well, well, I'm just coming to see you today. Alas, the younger generation are all frustrated. You've retired. I'm sorry that I've made trouble of you for this matter."

Yanzu's famous sayings are also full of some apologies.

Jin Zhiming shook his head with a bitter smile: "don't say that, old man. Everything I have today is given to me by the Yan family, but... I can't work for the Yan Family in the future! Alas

"Oh? Lao Jin, you want to... "

"Yes, sir, I have vowed in front of that young master that I will become a monk tomorrow and never ask about the world again!"

Jin Zhiming seems to have seen through all the ups and downs of life and death.

After a dismal smile, he arched his hand slightly to Yanzu's name: "thank you here, master. The Yan family must treat this matter seriously. This man really can't be an enemy!"

"Well, old Kim, I believe what you say!"

Yan Zuming nodded and waved his hand to Yan Yulong: "Yulong, send your grandfather Jin up and take the healing medicine with you!"

"Yes! Grandfather Yan Yulong supports Jin Zhiming upstairs.

But Jin Zhiming is constantly telling Yan Yulong not to provoke Ling Feng, and never to do anything in the future.

At the moment, Yanzu's name had returned to the car, and gave a cold order to the driver in front of him: "drive!"

"Yes The driver was driving with a cold complexion.

Not long after the car left, the driver said in a cold voice, "Mr. Yan, just let the boy go?"

Yanzuming shook his head: "Lao Jin's words don't seem to be a joke. This son can't face to face!"

"I'm going to kill it. If people don't die, I won't return!" The driver said in a cold voice, full of confidence.

Yanzuming's eyes brightened slightly, but then he said coldly, "it's not urgent. We still have time to see something about this young man. Lao Jin is dead, and some people can't sit still more than us!"

"Yes

Fifteen minutes later, Yan Yulong came down from upstairs. His face was a little pale. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiped his hands.

I just got in the car and left.

And behind the villa, bedroom bed.

Kim Chi Minh was lying on it peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, Jin Zhiming's body has gradually lost its temperature. In a short time, some body spots began to appear on his body.

Yes, Kim Chi Minh is dead.

The fatal wound is the wound left by Ling Feng on the shoulder. It seems that there is golden sore medicine on it, but there is nothing else in it, which is unknown.

The next day, it was clear and bright.

Ling Feng drove Ling Xiaoran to school early in the morning.

After yesterday's event, Lingfeng in the kindergarten also said hello. Here, similar things will never happen again.

This, Ling Feng is relatively at ease, after all, here also arranged other people to guard.

It's just that Lin Siqi is obviously very worried.

"Ling Feng, why don't I stay at school with Xiao ran? I consulted in the kindergarten just now. There is a kindergarten teacher's job here. I want to have a try."

For Ling Xiaoran, Lin Siqi almost devoted all her energy and time.

But Ling Feng shook his head: "this is not good for Xiao ran. She always wants to contact everything. If you feel bored, you can find a job. It's better to find a job in Kyoto, but try not to be too tired."

"Well... OK." Lin Siqi can only compromise with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng seems to hear that Lin Siqi's mood is a little low. It's just like the thing that Ling Xiaoran was bullied yesterday. It's Lin Siqi's responsibility.

"In fact, you don't need to work, we will live in the house here in the future. If you can take care of everything, that's great!"

Lin Siqi's pretty face flushed slightly: "I can do these things when I come back from work. I always have to make some money."

"You don't need to make money, I'll support you!" Ling Feng suddenly made a promise.

Lin Siqi's heart trembled wildly, clenched her lower lip, lowered her head and could not speak at all.