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It was hard to say how much courage a girl had. She could fight to the death for a bag of robbers, or she could be afraid of a little cockroach on the ground, but no matter how bold a girl was, in modern times, they were afraid of death, especially in front of themselves.

Hence, if Zhong Yao was completely scared witless like she was now, her reaction would be normal. However, she did not, she was afraid, she was afraid, she was only like a child acting coquettishly in front of the police, her parents, but no one was around, she could actually play on her phone as if nothing had happened.

So we came back less than a day after we'd dispelled our doubts from her.

"I will have my people block the hospital's surveillance, but we cannot rely on surveillance. After all, there are no surveillance in the ward, and we still have to think of a way to send in a monitor," Sun Yong replied.

"How do we send them off? With us making such a ruckus, Zhong Linsheng had sent at least four or five people to protect Zhong Yao. Other than the doctors that they are familiar with, it's certain that they forbade others from getting close.

It was impossible for them to send monitors in right now. With their current defense, it was definitely the strictest.

"It's impossible for us to do that, isn't it possible?" Sun Yong said as he looked in the direction of the Xu Yan family.

"So, you want Xu Yan to help you? "Why should I? I won't tell her. We've only met once, and it was a very humiliating meeting," I said while clenching my teeth.

Sun Yong didn't know, but that matter was also the most embarrassing thing in my life. At that time, we talked about brotherhood, then my friend Wang Dou, that son of a b * tch, stepped on two boats at the same time, and we desperately helped him, then went to the Jiang University s next door, and was pointed at and cursed at by a bunch of girls. I was definitely shameless.

"Beautiful man, I think Xu Yan has a good impression of you. Otherwise, he wouldn't remember you after seeing you once," Sun Yong said.

[Beautiful man, I believe in your evil, is that a good impression? Forget it, I don't want to talk about such a shameful thing, so I can only shake my head.]

"Hey, this won't do, it won't do, what do you want to do, the Pig Slaughtering Knife will kill us once it's recovered, if we go now, it will only cause us to lose face at most. Don't you want to choose one?" Sun Yong was displeased, and said sarcastically to me.

Shame? Losing his life? Isn't this a stealthily changing of concepts? I'm also impressed by Sun Yong.

"Um, should I go find someone else? I've also been studying here for two years, so I'm sure I can find some friends who know Zhong Yao, "I replied.

But it's also very guilty because I'm not someone who makes a lot of friends. Perhaps I know a few people in my school, but this is already a school away, who the hell knows people.

The Zhong Family, after Zhong Linsheng dealt with the company's matters, laid down on the chair and rested extremely tiredly. He was also extremely tired from the matters of the past few days, especially the matters concerning his daughter.

It took a lot of money and connections to make the police stop, so as to not ruin his daughter's reputation. But what was going on today, two men actually lured him aside with the trick of luring a tiger out of its lair, and went in to threaten his daughter. This made him extremely angry, since when was he, Zhong Linsheng, so easily bullied.

He had to investigate and find out where those two came from. If he didn't find out, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. He had quite a few sons, but his daughter was only this one.

"Boss Zhong, Zhong Lin came to find you. He said that he has something to tell you." Not long later, the secretary knocked on the door and came in.

Zhong Lin came? Zhong Linsheng suddenly remembered that this person was his brother from a clan. He had gotten involved with a little relative, and seemed to have become the carriage master of a pig slaughterhouse.

However, Zhong Linsheng rarely saw these relatives, because there were too many of these relatives around him, and they were all here to help out in the autumn wind. Back then, when he started his business, there weren't many people he was willing to lend him a hand, but after he made his move, all of them came to him.

However, these people were completely suppressed by him. At the very most, they would only become middle-ranking officials. The upper echelons would definitely need to have talented people to serve them. Only then would his company be able to develop unceasingly.

"Did he say anything?" Zhong Linsheng asked. He did not really see his, he was afraid of these relatives.

"He seems to have said something about the old man," the secretary replied.

When Zhong Linsheng heard that it had something to do with his father, Zhong Ying, he immediately let him in. He knew that his father was a shrewd person, he would not even tell him the answer to some of the questions, if anyone else could tell him, he would listen too.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he told Zhong Linsheng what had happened to the old man in the past few days. Originally, he did not want to say anything, but the more he thought about it, the more sinister he felt that the old man had become by killing pigs and was addicted to it, killing over a hundred pigs everyday and he was unable to stop him. After killing all of them, he was obviously very tired, but his expression was still very excited.

After hearing what Zhong Lin said, Zhong Linsheng immediately opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief. What, his father went to the slaughterhouse to slaughter pigs again, and it wasn't to the satisfaction of killing one or two, but more than a hundred of them?

"How is this possible?" His first reaction was that Zhong Linsheng did not believe it, he had also followed his father to kill pigs since a young age, and he knew how much strength it would take to kill pigs. A strong man would not even have the strength to kill three or five of them, and that would be enough to kill a hundred of them.

Besides, even though his father had killed pigs all his life, he still occasionally killed one or two. Who knew if he could kill more than a hundred pigs in one day?

Zhong Lai didn't dare to hide it and continued to explain the details, such as how the old man didn't follow the rules and directly stabbed his neck to bleed, didn't receive any blood, how he looked after killing everyone, and so on.

"This, this, this" After hearing this, Zhong Linsheng was immediately dumbfounded. How could his father do such a thing?

Zhong Linsheng's reaction was very fast, and immediately he felt that his father had done the same. Other than his own superstition, Zhong Linsheng thought that this was related to a matter a few years ago, in which he had once gone on a trip, and found a Daoist in a famous mountain to tell him his career, and told him that because his job involved constant slaughter, which was to kill pigs, his family would be in trouble in the next few years, and would have to do many good deeds to resolve this issue.

That Taoist was famous, and then he exposed his family background, so he was even more shocking. He immediately took out a large amount of money to donate to that Taoist and asked for his help, but that Taoist just told him to do more good deeds and to be virtuous.

After returning, Zhong Linsheng remembered this in his heart. In the future, whenever there was a charity event, he would participate actively. Although it was to advertise for his own company, he still paid for it.

"Zhong Lin come, you go back first. Don't spread this out in advance, Xiao Lin, go quickly and tell Master Qian to come to me, I'll go right away." Thinking about this, Zhong Linsheng couldn't sit still any longer.

Actually, from the time her daughter Zhong Yao met with mishap, he had been thinking that perhaps something was wrong with her family's feng shui, otherwise how could there be such a disaster.

The secretary naturally called for someone, while Zhong Linsheng quickly drove back to his house, because he had already confirmed on the way there that his father was still at home.

"Master Qian, Xiao Lin told you about the situation." Standing in front of his door, Zhong Linsheng saw Master Qian and was instantly overjoyed.

"I've said it before. Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid that the old man has encountered some sort of filth. He is constantly slaughtering pigs, and when he kills, a baleful aura is produced that can feed that filth. But karma is carried by your father …" Master Qian narrowed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

"Ah, how can that be!" Zhong Linsheng cried out.

"It's alright. Aren't I here as well? Although I've always been just helping people look at the Feng Shui of the Yin Residence, I can still do it as a mere little brat." Master Qian said with a smile.

Receiving such an answer, Zhong Linsheng was overjoyed, and immediately invited Master Qian in.

Once he entered, Zhong Linsheng saw that his father was drinking ginseng soup. For the past few days, his father had been killing pigs painstakingly, and he would need to drink a bowl of it every time he returned.

Seeing them enter, Zhong Ying rolled his eyes, then stood up and laughed.

The one who started the conversation was naturally Zhong Linsheng. He asked Zhong Ying in a soft voice why did he want to slaughter pigs, and even kill so many of them at once.

"Haha, I've killed pigs my whole life, are you still afraid of those beasts? Don't worry, I'm just enjoying myself, after ten more days, I won't kill any more," Zhong Ying laughed loudly.

"What? Ten days to half a month? No, definitely not. From now on, you are not allowed to go to the slaughterhouse!" Zhong Linsheng said angrily.

Master Qian, who was at the side, also said darkly, "Hehe, evil beast, with the body of the old man, do you really think that my Heaven's Eye can't come out?"

Zhong Ying almost spat out the soup.

However, when he looked at this Master Qian, his heart was filled with anger. To dare bully someone who had just entered the sect with such a high level of cultivation, he was truly bullied by dogs.

"My son, since you don't want me to kill pigs, then how about I kill people?" Thinking about it, Zhong Ying laughed sinisterly.

Zhong Lingshui then watched in horror as his father pulled out a sharp Pig Slaughtering Knife from nowhere and hacked it towards Master Qian.