Seeing that Ning Ji was so sure that he couldn't produce evidence, Zhang Wanlin laughed back. When he was about to say that he didn't need evidence to do something, the system was triggered again! "Dip! The host gets a copy of the bedroom monitor presented by the system, which contains evidence of Lan Xiangyang's murder with synchronized audio and video. Please make the host choose one of the following three choices."
[Option 1: Shoot the surveillance directly on Ning Ji's face, and shout at him, "Who said I have no evidence?
What Lao Tzu has is evidence" gains five points of intelligence increase.
] [Choice 2: Destroy the monitoring evidence, give Lan Xiangyang to Ning Ji, and Xiang Ning Ji is soft, and gains the supernatural ability to protect water, your combat power in the water will increase by 10%.
] [Choice 3: Kill the three Ningji masters and disciples directly, and get a copy card, you can copy everything in the world, including yourself! With three choices, Zhang Wanlin can naturally see that the rewards for the second and third choices are more generous, but Zhang Wanlin has his own rules for acting, and will not destroy his moral bottom line for these benefits.
First, let him surrender Lan Xiangyang, who repeatedly wanted to kill him. This was impossible, so he passed the second one. As for the third, killing the three masters and disciples of Ning Ji, it was even more impossible.
Not to mention that Ning Ji didn't offend him, so he was obviously to trouble him, but after seeing the Dongyang thief, he chose to fight the Dongyang thief. Even if he was lost, he would rather die than retreat.
This arrogance alone is the person Zhang Wanlin admires. How could he kill such a person for profit?
Of course, if Ning is extremely stubborn and keeps trying to take Lan Xiangyang away, he will not hesitate to clean up the opponent, but taking his life is far from that point.
"I choose one."
After some thinking, Zhang Wanlin made his choice indifferently in his heart.
"Congratulations, your intelligence has increased by five points, and your current IQ is one hundred and twenty-one, which has reached the outstanding category. Keep up the good work."
The system encourages Zhang Wanlin very humanely.
Zhang Wanlin felt that the upgraded system was very different from before, and he became more happy.
But he also knew that it was not the time to be happy, he had to let Ningji give up, only Ningji gave up and gave up taking Lan Xiangyang, this matter would not go to extremes.
Because he really didn't want to fight this arrogant man, no matter if the winner was him or not, he didn't want to fight this one.
So Zhang Wanlin directly took out the USB flash drive with bedroom surveillance video from the storage ring, and slammed it into Ning Ji's face as required by the system.
"Who said I have no evidence?
I have evidence! "
After Zhang Wanlin yelled, the USB slammed into Ning Ji's face, who was caught off guard.
At this moment, the two disciples of Zeng Qi were dumbfounded, and Ning Ji was also dumbfounded. He looked at Zhang Wanlin with a shocked expression on his face. His hands gradually became fists. When he was about to make a move, Zhang Wanlin spoke again: " Want to do it?"
"Haha, Senior Ning Ji, before you do it, I suggest you look at the things in this USB flash drive. This is the evidence you want in your heart. Don't you take the opportunity to ruin it, so you can offend your nephew?"
Zhang Wanlin's ridicule made Ning Ji's angry head gradually return to clarity. After a cold snort, he finally picked up the USB flash drive on the ground and said to Zhang Wanlin: "Bring the computer."
Without Zhang Wanlin's order, the housekeeper threw the laptop in Zhang Wanlin's bedroom at Ning Ji. After Ning Ji took it, he directly inserted the USB flash drive and started to check the surveillance video.
The surveillance video in the USB flash drive is exactly what Lan Xiangyang and Xie Yue did after they broke in, including Zhang Wanlin's humiliation of the two until they left the house and they were all in the USB flash drive! "Senior Ning Ji, are you still planning to take Lan Xiangyang away?
If you still want to take it away..." While Zhang Wanlin was talking, the Thousand Chance Umbrella was blocked in front of him, "Then I don't need to be polite. "
Ning Ji looked at Zhang Wanlin with an ugly expression, and was speechless for a while. At this time, Lan Xiangyang, who was desperate for life, finally took a sigh of relief and asked for help from Ning Ji: "Uncle Master, save me..." Batch! I kicked your grandson to death."
Ning Ji didn't hit a place with anger, lifted a kick and kicked heavily on Lan Xiangyang's lower abdomen, kicking him directly to vomit blood and fainted again.
So Ning Ji threw the computer along with the USB flash drive to the housekeeper, and then said to Zhang Wanlin: "I don't care about these messy things. Just do whatever you want. Goodbye!"
After talking about Ning Ji turned and left, Zeng Qi and the two rushed out to follow the master when they saw it. Obviously, Ning Ji had no face to continue living here. They were brothers and naturally they had to follow and leave.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Wanlin said to the steward on the side: "Steward, you can protect your side by these three people in the past two or three days, in case that mysterious Oriental master does them."
"Yes."
The butler got the order and immediately put down the computer, then turned and left Jinshui Pavilion.
Immediately after Zhang Wanlin sealed Lan Xiangyang's whole body with silver needles, he threw him into the attic and put him under house arrest.
As for Xie Yue, who was in a coma in his room, he was not going to be under house arrest. He decided to knock her down and force her to tell all his secrets.
Especially the mysterious person who hurried away when he saw him come out, Zhang Wanlin always felt that this person retreated a bit inexplicably.
Why can a master who can calmly attack the Eighth-Rank Martial Saint Ningji meets Zhang Wanlin so scared to escape?
This is unreasonable, unless the person is afraid to recognize him! And for fear that he would recognize his identity and belong to Dongyang, the only person Zhang Wanlin can think of and know is Oda Zhihui. Is that person really Oda Zhihui?
"Oda Zhihui, will it really be you?"
Zhang Wanlin touched his chin, and felt that things were a little strange.
If it was Oda Zhihui, he would not hesitate to lose a ninth-ranked martial arts master of the East to get close to himself, what is it for?
"I am afraid that the only thing I can make him covet so coveted is Longevity Pill, right?"
Zhang Wanlin thought about it, and thought of what Oda Zhihui needed urgently, and probably only this pill to change his fate.
While Zhang Wanlin was thinking, Xie Yue, who was lying in his bed, finally woke up, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move a bit.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Wanlin standing not far away thinking about the problem, and hurriedly asked excitedly: "What do you want me to do?
If you are a man, give me a good time, don't torture me tortuously! "