The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 119 The Old Farmer in the Southwest Mountains

In a quiet courtyard.

There are no buildings around this courtyard, surrounded by dense trees, the environment is very quiet.

There are many checkpoints set up outside the courtyard, and each checkpoint is guarded by four people in plain clothes.

There were cars driving towards the courtyard without stopping, but they were blocked back before reaching the courtyard, and only a few people entered the courtyard.

In the backyard of the courtyard, the old man who was rescued by Wang Chen last time was sitting on a rocking chair, looking at the lotus pond not far away without a trace of waves.

"dad."

The woman stood behind the old man, gently massaged his shoulders, and called him softly.

"Why are you more anxious than me?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the woman with a smile, and said angrily.

There was a slight hint of coquettishness on the woman's face, how could she compare with him, he has gone through so many things, and he has already reached the point where he is as stable as Mount Tai.

I am different, I am still young now, and I have experienced the fewest things in the family, and I have not yet reached the point where my heart is like water.

"Hey, Mr. Ling didn't know to call me when he arrived in Minghai City, so I can go pick you up."

At this moment, a pompous voice sounded, the woman turned her head slightly and said with a smile, "Xiaodao is also in Minghai City."

"Hey, Aunt Ling Jing is here too."

Wang Dao, who walked into the courtyard led by the wolf king, held Xiao Yao's hand, and couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Ling Jing.

Ling Jing couldn't help smiling, and looked at the little demon with a look of scrutiny in her eyes, and finally said helplessly to Wang Dao: "You brat, you should stop messing around, don't care about it, we old people can't see it." It's over."

"One last time, this is the last time."

Wang Dao smiled awkwardly, held Xiao Yao's hand tightly, and gave her a reassuring look.

Xiao Yao's expression was very calm, and she didn't feel embarrassed, but she was curious about the so-called love in her heart.

"You."

When Wang Dao walked up to her, Ling Jing couldn't help but tap his forehead lightly, then smiled and said a few words to Xiao Yao.

A few minutes later, she said to the old man who hadn't spoken all the time: "Dad, I'll go and see if the result is out."

Elder Ling who was sitting on the rocking chair nodded, closed his eyes and said, "Okay, by the way, don't tell your second sister about this matter."

Ling Jing paused slightly, nodded and left.

Wang Dao's eyes flickered twice, but he didn't ask too much, he pressed his hands on the rocking chair, looked at the old man with a slight bow, and asked with a smile: "Old Ling, why don't you feel relieved, you want to come and see for yourself? "

"Brat, you should call me Grandpa Ling. Is the feeling that I carried a gun with your grandpa all those years ago only worth calling me old Ling?"

Ling Lao raised his hand and patted Wang Dao's head with his backhand, smiled and looked at Xiao Yao, and finally said quietly: "Little girl, please be careful, this little bastard is very kind, but he is very caring."

Xiao Yao looked at Old Ling with a dazed expression, unable to hear clearly what the old man said.

She knew this old man. She had seen this old man appear on TV when she was a child, but at that time this old man was already an unreachable existence.

She didn't expect that she had the opportunity to meet this old man today, and the old man took the initiative to talk to her.

"Grandpa Ling, be more considerate, little demon, she hasn't seen much of the world."

Wang Dao patted Xiao Yao's hand to make her relax a bit, then said to Ling Lao with a smile.

Of course, Ling Lao didn't care, he looked at the lotus in the lotus pond with his slightly cloudy eyes, and said with some concern: "Xiao Dao, you shouldn't take that task, even if it's you, the chance of dying is at least as high as 60.00% over five."

"Grandpa Ling came to Minghai City to persuade me, right?"

Wang Dao glanced at Xiao Yao, seeing that her expression was still calm, he smiled slightly and said to Ling Lao.

Old Ling shook his head. He lightly stroked the armrest of the rocking chair and said with half-closed eyes, "No, I just came out to relax because I was bored in the capital. Your grandfather told me to persuade you when I saw you."

Wang Dao was relieved when he heard this, he let go of the little demon's hand, walked to the lotus pond and looked at the lotus inside, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Grandpa Ling should know that although Xiao Dao is a dude, But what you say and what you do is always the same.

What's more, does Grandpa Ling think it's okay if I don't go?If I go, the chance of surviving is about 30.00%, but the others are close to death, and the Dragon King and others cannot leave, so I have to go.

Could it be that the life of my king is life, and the lives of other comrades-in-arms are not life?I have never been more noble than others, and I am also just carrying a head on two shoulders. "

"You already have five points of your grandpa's demeanor."

When Ling Lao heard Wang Dao's words, he couldn't help showing a look of relief in his eyes. In this day and age, there are very few people who want to find old guys like them, let alone young people like Wang Dao. Even less.

Xiao Yao's eyes also fluctuated, she looked at Wang Dao's back with a slight strangeness.

"I can't compare to grandpa, and I did this just to not embarrass my old Wang family."

Wang Dao shook his head, squatted down, picked up a pool of water from the water, and suddenly revealed a guilty smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm just sorry for my love."

"Admiration!"

Elder Ling sighed with emotion, the color in his eyes seemed to be telling what memories he was caught in.

Tread
The sound of footsteps came, and Ling Jing, who had left just now, was running towards here with a few pages of paper in her hand, her expression was very complicated.

"Dad, the result..."

She trotted to the old man and said out of breath, but she hadn't finished speaking, and the paper in her hand hadn't been handed to the old man. The wolf king who had been staying next to Ling Lao took out his mobile phone and looked at it, with an instant expression became gloomy.

The old man stopped Ling Jing's words, he turned his head to look at the wolf king and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ling Jing and Xiao Yao also noticed the strangeness of the wolf king, they looked at the wolf king suspiciously, and Wang Dao also turned his head to look at the wolf king quietly.

The wolf king glanced at Wang Dao and Xiao Yao, came to the old man's side, put his mouth close to his ear, and said softly with a look of worry on his face: "The news just came that Ling Long's eldest son, Your grandson was assassinated."

Hearing this, the old man's body froze suddenly, and the twilight energy in his body radiated from his body undisguisedly.

He was absent-minded for a long time, with tears in his eyes, and asked in a trembling voice: "Who... who did it?"

"The old farmer who came out of the mountains in the southwest."

The wolf king hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ling Jing twice, and then said softly again.

boom--

The old man slipped from the rocking chair and fell to the ground. With trembling lips, he said in a choked voice, "The old farmer has held back his anger for nearly 25 years. He wants to..."

Without finishing a sentence, the old man passed out all of a sudden, and the people in the courtyard immediately panicked.

(End of this chapter)