"Really, do you really think so?"

Then Shan Yufeng turned to look at him. His eyes were as indifferent as ink, but very sharp, as if he wanted to see through the secret of people's heart.

Yuanye restrained his eyes that he wanted to avoid. He knew that once he showed a guilty look, Shan Yufeng would target him.

"Of course, if it weren't for the old chief, I would have been an orphan. Let alone the position of lieutenant general, I'm afraid I don't even have enough food and clothing for three meals. Yufeng, you won't understand how special your grandfather is to me. I'll never forget his kindness in my life."

The middle-aged man is very sincere when he speaks, and every expression is in place. Shan Yufeng can't find the trace of his lying at all.

Or, in his heart, he didn't want to believe that Yuanye would kill Grandpa, so he ignored very small details.

"Uncle yuan, I believe you."

Hearing the speech, Yuanye smiled, put his hand on his shoulder and said sincerely: "Yufeng, sitting in our position, there will be many enemies. They will always try their best to pull us down from the high position. Uncle yuan has experienced more than you. If you encounter anything in the future, you can tell me."

Shan Yufeng didn't answer immediately. He just looked at him silently and nodded after a few seconds: "OK, I will."

Nodding, Yuanye let go of his hand from his shoulder and turned to look out of the window: "the scenery here is really beautiful, but it's very cold at high altitude. We should be careful in everything."

"Yes, uncle yuan."

After the two separated from the tower, the black Aston Martin was immersed in the dark, like a flash of lightning, leaving only a black shadow on the road and then disappeared.

Shan Yufeng's speed is very fast, but his thinking is clearer than at any time.

Can he believe uncle yuan's words?

If what he said is true, the murderer deliberately turned their eyes on him in order to alienate their relationship. If it succeeds, isn't the murderer very proud?

Or maybe this is just uncle yuan to get rid of his crime

Just then, a strange phone call came in. He answered suspiciously, "hello."

"Hello, Mr. Shan. I'm a Yun. At three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, brother Bai will meet you at Mingshan tea house in the suburbs."

After receiving an unexpected call so late, Shan Yufeng tightened his eyebrows: "why should I go?"

A Yun calmly replied, "brother Bai wants to make a deal with you. It has something to do with Li Jie."

“……”

"I think Mr. Shan shouldn't be afraid of brother Bai?"

Hearing the speech, the handsome man raised his eyebrows: "it's no use for me to stir up the method. Tell Ji Bai that I'll go."

When the task was completed, ah Yun hung up.

Shan Yufeng was still meditating and found that his mobile phone rang again. He immediately put Bluetooth in his ear: "Kong Zhen, how about finding Li Qiang?"

There came the voice of Kong Zhen: "boss, someone grabbed in front of us and took him away quietly!"

Thick eyebrows frowned. Shan Yufeng pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "keep looking."

"Yes, I see."

When the phone hung up, the black Aston Martin pulled over slowly, held the steering wheel with both hands, and his face was heavy.

As soon as Li Qiang disappeared, Ji Bai called to meet him. Should he have taken him away?

This opponent is really strong and smart. They all thought of looking for the real Li Qiang.

With his lips closed, he restarted the car and disappeared at the end of the night.

Black Lincoln came home. The driver opened the door and stepped out of the field. However, he didn't enter the house immediately, but looked around before entering the house.

There were two seven or eight year old children in the living room. When they saw him, they knelt on the ground.

The middle-aged man glanced at them lightly and asked, "has the task been completed?"

One of the boys said, "my task is completed. The man died of heart disease. No one will doubt that he killed him."

The corners of his mouth were cold. Yuanye touched his head with satisfaction: "very good." this is the reason why he trained child soldiers. People always think that children are weak and will not turn their goals to them at will. Therefore, Yuanye feels very smart to use these children to achieve his goals.

At this time, another boy knelt on the ground trembling and said, "I, I didn't finish the task."

The smile on the middle-aged man's face gradually put away and looked at him more coldly: "Oh? Why."

The boy kept trembling: "she, she is pregnant..."

"So you don't want to start?" hearing the other party's voice without emotion, the boy's face was gray. He knew that the more this tone was, the more angry the host was.

Just then, Yuanye's foot stepped on his hand. The dull pain made the boy cry. He felt that his palm was going to be broken!

The boy who finished the task stood beside, his face pale and wanted to help him, but he knew that if he opened his mouth, he might not be able to help his partner, but would hurt him even worse.

Click wipe——

The sound of broken bones came. Only a tragic cry made the injured boy faint.

Yuanye raised his feet without expression and said, "see, the task can't be completed. It's him who died." then he raised his hand and two men came in to take the unconscious boy away.

The anger seemed to dissipate. The middle-aged man looked down and raised his trembling chin, tempting him: "don't worry, Xiao Wu. As long as you are obedient and complete my task well, I won't treat you like this. On the contrary, you will have the glory and wealth that others don't have, you know?"

The boy called Xiao Wu was scared silly. Unexpectedly, Xiao Qi died like this. He suddenly wanted to go home, but did he have a home? No,

"Yes, yes!"

Satisfied, Yuanye let go of his chin and turned upstairs.

Until it was determined that his figure was gone, Xiao Wu quickly turned and ran outside the gate. He saw a bullet shot through Xiao Qi's head. He stared at him in horror and despair

Little five was stiff and wanted to cry but couldn't cry.

He wants to be a Junior

In the study, Yuanye opened the safe and took out a pendant. Whenever it was late at night, he would take it out to remind himself that he was just taking revenge for his parents.

But——

Clenching the pendant with his fist, he thought that he had killed his most respected mentor with this hand. His heart was very painful and contradictory.

He's not wrong, he's not wrong!

Pendant, pendant

The other half is in Shan Yufeng's hands. He must find a way to get it!

At 3 p.m. the next day, black Aston Martin stopped at the door of Mingshan tea house on time. A tall figure stepped out of the car and looked around.

The environment here is pleasant. If Ji Bai hadn't asked him to come, Shan Yufeng thought he would like the silence here.

Noticing his figure, the staff of the tea house smiled and approached: "Mr. Shan? This way, please."