Even Yang Fei didn't expect that behind the Alliance of the Gods, there was such a behemoth as the Seven Heavens Guild hidden.This is no longer as simple as a simple dispute between underground forces, and it is definitely not simple to completely destroy the Seven Heavens Society.However, the revenge of the evil dragon brothers cannot be avenged.The murderers of the Alliance of the Gods, Yang Fei will definitely not let go.Yang Fei originally had to kill Chu Liang, but at this moment, he learned such shocking news from his mouth, and Chu Liang was bent on dying, Yang Fei didn't bother to deal with him.He looked at Chu Liang lightly: "I won't kill you, but I want you to turn yourself in." ”"Hermes wants to kill you, you can only save your life by hiding in the heavenly hell."
Chu Liang was extremely surprised: "You......
You don't kill me?
”Yang Fei sneered: "My hands are never stained with the blood of sluts.Chu Liang bowed his head deeply and sighed.The old man glanced at Su Su: "Su Su, you send him to surrender to the State Security Bureau." ”Su Su nodded and looked at Chu Liang calmly."
Let's go, Yang Fei is right, you can only survive in Heavenly Hell, and the Chu family has no ability to guarantee your safety at all."
Chu Liang nodded: "So, can I go back to the Chu family?"
”Su Su shook his head, escorted him, and walked out of the small building.This battle was extremely tragic, Yang Fei and the old man were injured, and the treasures and antiques in the quiet room were damaged a lot.Yang Fei and the old man cleaned up together.The old man looked at a torn picture of a lady on the ground, his face was gloomy, and he was dumbfounded.Yang Fei was a little strange, the old man was a broad person, and he didn't bother with these mundane things.Damaged antiques, priceless, much more precious than this painting.But the old man didn't take a second look, but at the moment he was gloomy for this painting.The old man picked up the picture of the lady with pity and gently smoothed it.His eyes looked at the beautiful woman in the picture, and his face showed a rare hint of love.Yang Fei wondered in his heart, peeked in, and saw that on the picture of the lady, a beautiful and vulgar beauty was dancing with a sword.The painting is laid out in ink, ethereal and handsome, and the woman is as beautiful as the Nine Heavens Chang'e.Even if Yang Fei doesn't know calligraphy and painting, he can see it.Although this painting has a long artistic conception, full of aura, and has a great atmosphere, the technique is not excellent, and it is not a famous painting.Moreover, the sword-dancing woman in the painting, Yang Fei seems to have seen it somewhere, and that amazing feeling has always haunted his heart.The old man smoothed out the picture of the lady, found that it was incomplete, and stared blankly before he let out a sigh.Yang Fei couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Master, is this painting very important?"
”The old man nodded: "Well, it's not important to draw, what matters is the person who painted it, and the person who painted it." ”Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Yang Fei deeply."
These two people are not only important to me, but also to you."
Yang Fei's heart was pounding, as if a big secret that had been a long time was about to be solved.He looked at the old man expectantly: "I was very kind when I saw you, are you my relative?"
”The old man glanced at Yang Fei deeply, and the meaning of love in his eyes was even stronger."
There are some things that are not right at the right time, and saying them will not help you.""
What you have to do now is to do your duty, protect this country, and at the same time cultivate martial arts.""
One day, when you are really strong enough to accept the truth, come to me again."
Yang Fei was dumbfounded, and tears flowed into his heart."
Nima, give me this hand again?
These old monsters are more difficult than the other. ”However, if the old man didn't say it, it was inconvenient for Yang Fei to ask further.Whether it is Uncle Fu, or the old Taoist, Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and others, they may all know Yang Fei's past to a greater or lesser extent.But they seemed to have a unified opinion and resolutely did not tell Yang Fei's life experience.Yang Fei himself also felt a special place in himself.The handsome man who has been appearing in his sleep is not something he imagined out of thin air.Perhaps, he played an extremely important role in his own life.The old man was silent, and Yang Fei was also silent.This feeling is not abrupt, but has a tacit understanding and intimacy between relatives.The old man was wounded, cleaned up for a while and then lay down on his chair to rest.Yang Fei was meticulous and sorted out everything and returned it to its original place.As for the broken walls, broken antiques, they can only be disposed of by the workers.The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Fei with a smile, his eyes full of strong family affection.At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the steps were gentle, walking very slowly.Both of them were martial arts masters, and they both felt it for the first time, and Yang Fei made a preliminary judgment based on the footsteps."
A man, about 1.75 meters tall and weighing 80 kilograms, walks steadily, is not in a hurry, his toes are outward, and he walks in a figure-eight step."
When the visitor came to the door, he did not move, but stood respectfully outside the door and waited.The old man frowned, obviously already knowing who was coming.He said to Yang Fei lightly: "You go and send him, I don't want to see him." ”Yang Fei nodded and walked out of Feng Mingxuan.Outside the small building, under a ginkgo tree, a man was waiting respectfully.The man was in his fifties, his body was slightly fat, his face was Chinese, and his hair was already slightly gray.There was a majestic and powerful aura of a superior on his body, which made Yang Fei couldn't help but squint his eyes.The official power is like the sea!
Yang Fei has seen many big leaders, some are approachable, some are reserved, and they have a self-respecting identity.The only thing that is the same is that there is a majestic aura in each of them.However, the momentum of those so-called big leaders is simply insignificant compared to this person.It's like the difference between a novice and a Buddha.Although this person is respectful and low-key, the aura revealed by him is overwhelming.Even a peerless powerhouse like Yang Fei seemed to have to listen to him.The man heard the footsteps, looked up, and was about to say something, but his eyes widened in astonishment."
Evil child, why are you here?"
Yang Fei saw this person's face clearly, and he was also very shocked.This face appears on CCTV every day, delivering important speeches, and every word and deed is the focus of media reporters.Yang Fei never thought that he would meet such a big man in this place.What's even more outrageous is that he actually knows himself and calls out his nickname in one bite.Yang Fei looked at him stunned, and only said something after a while."
The old man is resting, and he said he didn't want to see anyone."
The man nodded and smiled."
I'm much more relieved that you're here, the old man should be in a good mood."
Yang Fei nodded, and the momentum that the man invisibly exuded made him unable to speak fluently.The man seemed to care about Yang Fei and looked at Yang Fei with a smile."
After the evil dragon accident, we have always cared about you, and I saw you today, I am very energetic, so I can rest assured."