Against the current Hengdao

Young Master You was frightened all the way back from the police station, all the eyes gliding past the car window seemed to be pointing at him, recognized his face, and spat at his face with a long mouth that was enough to shine like gold.

In the end, You Haodong had nowhere to go and ran back to his own mansion, still wanting to ask his father for help.What he saw was a table of untouched cold soup and cold rice. In the past, the high hall was full of people, but now no one cares about a table of good food.When he was proud and domineering in the past, those friends, buddies, the flatterers who made him look down the most, probably heard the rumors in the circle, and now none of them showed up. Not a single mouse crossed the border.

After all, Mr. Mai is a celebrity, and this is a big scandal known to all the old and young, women and children.

The thousand-year-old pines and cypresses in the mountains stretch out their vigorous branches, like a giant dragon stretching out its sharp claws to punish rape and eliminate evil in the hazy and rainy sky, and clean out all kinds of imps in the world.The vermilion temple gate, set against the background color of cold wind and loess, is as dazzling as blood, making people with remnants even more frightened.

When You Haodong stepped through the threshold of the inner courtyard and rushed into the nunnery, scattered raindrops followed his footsteps into the cold floor of the room.His father, Lao Tzu's pale face and eyes were blank, sitting cross-legged on the futon for Zen meditation, he just pressed the phone call button.

"Dad, me, this time, someone was trying to mess with me and deliberately posted that video on the Internet... Can someone delete the post, Dad? Delete all the content on the Internet and all the messy revelations?" Mr. You usually does things. I am used to being tough, but at this time the thinking is still to defend the mouth of the people head-on, and pile up sacks to block where there is a flood.

"Everyone who should have seen it has already seen it. Is it still useful to delete posts and block water?" You Jinglian said hoarsely.

You Haodong is young and energetic and wants to save face. This time he has lost his face, but he is absolutely unwilling to admit it: "Who the hell did it? Who was trying to plot against me on that boat and on the island? Watanabe Yangshan or Yan Xiao did it?!"

You Jinglian's eyes were like a bottomless abyss, and he shook his head at his stunned young son who was still in the dark: "Dongdong, your simple head, do you think this is just a colored video? This lead is going to burn my whole family. For the death of Mai, the shit is all on your head."

When You Haodong defended in every possible way, the veins on his neck twitched violently: "Why do you pinch me on the head? I didn't kill anyone, and the murderer is obviously the second bastard of the Jian family!"

You Jinglian said hoarsely and tremblingly: "But you are the one who is being scolded all over the outside, and everyone points out that you are the 'murderer'!

"Dongdong, do you think that Mai Yunliang is a third-rate little star with no power, no power, no support? He is not, there are people behind him, and there are big people behind him who provide him with expenses and blood, and feed him all the year round. I keep this high-end pet of the upper class, and make him famous in my spare time, purely for viewing and entertainment, and only occasionally call for favors. Normally you people don’t respect him, make fun of him, you can play with him casually, but now you put The crotch molestation pet that people have carefully raised for more than ten years has died! Can this matter be exposed? It cannot be exposed..."

You Haodong was stunned, he had been ignorant and fearless for these years, and he had never heard of the twists and turns in the middle.In panic, he secretly weighed the importance of his father's words, but still held a trace of luck and reluctance, his eyeballs were bloodshot.

What kind of big shot?

Is that kind of big shot something that small fish and shrimp like you can get?

It is impossible for a yellow-toothed junior like Mr. You to know the secrets of those circles that have been rotted away after aging and fermentation in the big wine vat. But some people know that You Jinglian knows that there is such a "circle". Moreover, he didn't just know... 15 years ago, he was a small staff member in another province. How could he quickly climb the ladder and become a marquis?Naturally, he tried his best to make money to "offer treasures". He also did unconscionable things, and he ruined other people's children to offer treasures to win the position... Guilt, sin.

Now that he has made a big mistake and fired this fuse, You Haodong is like becoming the center of a circle on the target and a piece of fish on the chopping board.For those who are really high-ranking and powerful, if they want to mess with you, want to crush you and kill a few people in your family, it is as easy as crushing a few ants. They only need to wink slightly and send the group of live Yakshas in the inspection team to Take a stroll around the resort of Jinmen, and you can raid your home and wipe out your whole family.

"Who started this matter, who wants to cheat you, who wants to mess with our family, I have already guessed..." You Jinglian had a sallow face, holding a white porcelain statue of Guanyin in his arms, like a newborn delicate baby The baby, more like holding his lifeline, wished to go back to 15 years ago overnight. At that time, he hadn't taken any risks, hadn't been rich and prosperous, hadn't been extravagant and lustful, and hadn't fallen into the embarrassing situation where he can't find his way back today... Now , I really can only ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to bless and cross the catastrophe.

You Haodong didn't believe it: "Watanabe Yangshan is that fake Japanese devil? He recorded a video on the island to blackmail me!"

"Watanabe Yangshan is about to fall into the ground, he's a fart." You Jinglian murmured with a pale face, "It's the eldest son of the Ling family, it must be him, it's Ling He who came to seek revenge."

You Haodong was completely puzzled, he and Mr. Ling only met each other, how could he offend him?Why is Ling He chasing him so fiercely and planning to plot against him?

Thinking of those unsightly videos, thinking of the savage public opinion scolding him to pieces, his reputation is ruined and he cannot hold his head up in front of people for the rest of his life, Young Master You gritted his teeth: "Is that the male goblin who hangs out with Yan Xiao? ...I peeled his skin!!"

You Jinglian jumped up from the futon to take his son down, and he was already prepared, he had already planned it well.The man shook out a stack of fake documents and boat tickets from the suitcase: "Dongdong, don't go to that goblin to make trouble again, that person is a vicious snake! You, you leave tomorrow night, here is the boat ticket. Airport The customs will definitely be intercepted, the sea is the loosest, we have a special pass for Linwan Port, you can take this boat to the Yokohama Port first, and then transfer to Vancouver, our family still has a few properties there..."

"Father!" You Haodong's golden head was shining brightly in the dark room, his eyes were like a fierce bird of prey, "What are you going to do if I run away? Am I the kind of cowardly bastard who just runs away when disaster strikes? ? I won’t run, I can’t spare them!!”

……

You Haodong and the second bastard of the Jian family are two types of characters with completely different temperaments. At such a critical moment, You Gongzi unexpectedly burst out with a bit of toughness and bloodiness of a tough guy.He won't run away in battle, he also wants to seek revenge, why did you set up such a vicious scheme to frame me, I will catch your surname Ling and come back and ask clearly.

The pattering raindrops hit the vermilion mountain gate, and the raindrops dripped from the wooden gate with tears, like strings of bright red blood.

With seven or eight bodyguards, Mr. You drove straight to Yan's Villa in Linwan New District.

Mr. Yan's residence is not kept secret, and it is easy to find it if you check the address carefully.You Haodong is not looking for Yan Xiaodao, he is here to arrest Linghe.

The car was in a hurry because of nervousness, or maybe because of the anger in it, it pressed the curb when turning, and the tires made a sharp noise and hit a bunch of sparks.The clump of sparks followed the car body all the way across the boulevard, and crashed into the path facing the gate of Yan's house.

The main road in front of the villa is obviously closely monitored by cameras, and the electronically controlled gate cannot be opened without closing the inside and outside.Therefore, when Mr. You arrived with a speeding car, the people in the building also quickly noticed the abnormal movement here.

It so happened that Yan Xiaodao was not at home at this time.

Yan Xiaodao was still stuck in the expressway from the city to the beach in the evening, moving slowly in the sea of ​​cars returning home from get off work.The dazzling lights of traffic lights in front of him made him tired and numb.Those rays of light quietly turned into a blurred light and shadow in his eyelids, dimming with the rainy sky.He didn't answer his cell phone after it rang twice, he didn't want to hear that blunt Fengfeng came to report to him, "There's another big gossip on the Internet."

Gunshots rang out in the villa area.

You Haodong couldn't break into the front yard at all at that time, so he took out his pistol and hit the electronic door lock in a hurry, but failed to open it after two shots, at this time the yard started to fight back.

This kind of blatant provocation has already reached the top of the mountain, how could the younger brother of the Yan family let his cottage fall, it would be too embarrassing for the boss.

The siren at the door blared loudly, and You Haodong slammed a shuttle of bullets on the white marble exterior wall of the villa, letting the stone debris and sparks splashed up to strengthen the troops on his side.

This is the densely populated Linwan New District, and the police will arrive at any time. Of course, Mr. You didn't really want to kill people and set fires when he arrived here.There is a gun case in the trunk of his personal car all the year round, and he engraved the sign of "coming here" on the wall of Mr. Yan's mansion, which is a sign of provocation and venting anger.It was precisely because no one in the front yard was stupid enough to stand up and make a living target for him that he dared to blatantly shoot cold shots.

He also found out that Yan Xiaodao was not at home, so he took this opportunity to draw his salary from the bottom of the pot and arrested Ling He.

Kuanzi and several brothers guarded the main entrance, and a precise burst of fire hit the stone pier at the gate, temporarily forcing Young Master You back to the back of the car.Yang Xifeng made several phone calls, but his boss didn't answer the phone!

This kid Yang Xifeng was very shrewd, he immediately thought of Young Master Ling who was still living in the basement.Although the couple quarreled, they might get back together again after the rain, and sooner or later they would move back to the master bedroom upstairs. That's my elder brother's beloved sweetheart.

Yang Xifeng carried a heavy baseball bat, and was very determined and righteous to act as a personal bodyguard for Young Master Ling.

He just opened the small narrow door in the basement, and he was so frightened that he almost slipped back and fell on the stairs!

Mr. Ling's tall, broad-shouldered and long-legged figure appeared from behind the door. A huge black figure was cast by a small lamp on the side wall of the stairs leading to the underground.It was this black shadow that looked like a big cat climbing up that frightened Yang Xiaodi, thinking that there was another person in the house, what the hell.

There was no anxious expression on Ling He's face, he was lifting weights lightly, and the two points in his eyes shimmered sharply and delicately, examining the situation around the living room.However, this person was still restrained by the injured, leaning on the wall, one step, one step after another, slowly moving up the steps and stepping out of the basement.

Hearing the gunshots outside, Ling He lowered his eyes and glanced at Younger Brother Yang's impatient and stupid look.There is a considerable difference in height between the two, and he used to always sit, so that people around him rarely realized the sense of distance and intimidation formed by such a strong contrast.

"It's that guy named You, who came to our door and fired a sniper! I'm afraid he will come in..." Yang Xifeng was waiting to show his merits, and said, "I'm afraid he will come in and hurt you, Mr. Ling, quickly hide in the corner of the basement and I will protect you ", his eyes slipped to the long legs of Ling He's lower body, and the words of those scorpion stings were all blocked in his throat by the incredible scenery in front of him.His mouth was open enough to fit his own fist, and this time it was the hell.

"What are you doing with a baseball bat? Are you hitting You Haodong with a baseball bat?" Ling He rolled his eyelids and choked on Fengfeng.

Ling He glanced at the window in the living room, and then at the upstairs: "Mr. Yan has a gun, right?"

Yang Xifeng was still in shock, and wanted to call Kuanzi and the others over to gossip, my bastard, come and see this person!

Yan Xiaodao's family must have hidden guns, there is no doubt about this.

The fragmentary memories that he had chewed and relished countless times flashed through Ling He's mind, and when he thought of a trivial incident on Iru Island, he directly ordered: "Go and bring me your elder brother's shotgun."

Yang Xifeng: "..."

Yan Xiaodao was only 1 minute late, and the unusual gunshots hit his eardrums when he turned into the gate of the community, and he was caught off guard.

If the sound reaches the ears of ordinary people, it will be a few firecrackers. Although the timing of the firecrackers is not right, ordinary people can't think of those without experience.However, the direction of the sharp gunshots woke Yan Xiaodao suddenly, and suddenly thought of what might happen, his car quickly crossed the green belt and jumped onto the private path leading to the gate of the villa.

He slammed the steering wheel, causing the body to swing 90 degrees with the inertia, and rushed out like a wild horse sideways, crashing into the second car that attacked the gate of his house.The black car was driven by its buttocks, stumbling and sparking all the way, and plunged into the neatly arranged holly bushes!

The license plates of those vehicles have been covered, but the logos of imported luxury cars have exposed the deep-rooted self-awareness of the class, and they do not hesitate to drive good cars when doing this kind of thing.Yan Xiaodao also caught Young Master You.

The next second, "bang", it was a very explosive sound.

A cloud of elegant blue smoke rose from a window on the second floor of his villa, and the smell of fireworks slowly floated in the air with a gust of wind.

Shocked, Yan Xiaodao sat on the driver's seat with his back bent, lowered his head subconsciously to dodge.

When he raised his head again, the front tires of Mr. You's car in front of him exploded perfectly, turning into a pile of scrap metal and rubber.A strong and pungent burnt smell wafted out, similar to the smell of the old-fashioned popcorn tin box in the old city.

The bullets from the shotgun were powerful enough to penetrate the iron sheet of the carriage, but they did not hit anyone. A precise shot punctured the tire, causing the sneak attacker to jump into the back of the car in panic.This group of people must feel deeply that this trip is inauspicious. They must have not checked the almanac and worshiped Guanyin before going out. Isn't President Yan not at home...

Yan Xiaodao didn't see clearly the figure hidden behind the cloud of green smoke, who fired this shot?

But those people in his building could see clearly who fired the shot.

At that time, Ling He didn't need others to help him, so he went up to the second floor by himself enduring the piercing pain in his feet, and found the best position, which was the window of the bathroom in the guest room, just facing the visitors in front of the door.

He used to sit in front of the sink in this small room, commanding Xiaodao to wash his hair shamelessly, because at that time he still had paralyzed legs as a good shield, and he could play tricks with Xiaodao as he wanted.It is a pity that there is no such excuse anymore, and with the two of them's temperaments, they would not be tired of playing tricks with anyone in the first place.

Yang Xifeng propped himself up with both arms, jumped into the attic on the top floor, and found the rectangular gun case hidden by his boss in the cracks of the dusty attic.But he didn't even know how to load the magazine, so he could only hand the gun with the magazine to Mr. Ling in a trembling manner.

Ling He combed his long hair into a neat ponytail, and hid himself sideways by the bathroom window. However, when he lowered his head, the hair curtain on the side of his forehead still actively escaped from the bondage of the hair rope, and hung obliquely to block his narrowed eyes... ...No matter how much you pretend, you can't stop this healthy body from being full of energy and thick hair at a critical moment. Every strand of hair on the top of his head is eager to try.

Ling He's lips are very thin, and when aiming, his lips are subconsciously closed so that he can't let out a breath, as quiet as a sculpture.The slender and powerful figure is very cold, and there is a tense and murderous aura in the quiet atmosphere where the needlepoint can be seen falling to the ground...

He moved his crosshairs disdainfully across You Gongzi's blue-gold bald head, aimed at the front tire of the noble car, and blasted it with one shot.

Then it moved laterally again and aimed at the rear window of the car.Before firing the gun, Ling He looked up to make sure that there was no one in the back seat of the car.A pair of wonderful eyes were slightly raised like a picture, with a calm expression on his lips, and then he lowered his head to aim, and another shot blasted through the rear window.

……

Killing a chicken is actually a sledgehammer.

This is a semi-automatic high-end shotgun with a 0.31-inch large-caliber bullet, which can be carried to the African jungle to fight wolves, tigers and leopards.

The two cars turned around in unison, pulled their heads out of the holly bushes, and drove away in a hurry.

Ling He put down his spear, and gently shook his slightly stiff arm.He had been confined in the building for two months and hadn't been able to walk and exercise. The large-caliber shotgun was really heavy, and his arms were tired.

Yang Xifeng took the gun back dumbfounded, and leaned back slightly, showing a worshiping posture like a clay sculpture or wood sculpture.

"The gun is not bad. Let me tell you, brother, it should be maintained and oiled." Ling He glanced at Younger Brother Yang from behind the hanging hair curtain, and explained calmly, "I used to live in a small town where it snows all the year round at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. , I have shot several bears. The bear’s skull is very thick. The head is a butterfly bone and has a slope. It is difficult to shoot at the center of the eyebrows from a hundred meters away. Sometimes it takes five or six shots in a row until the prey vomits blood Until you can’t move. This gun is good enough for everything, it’s really a pity to use it to hit that lost dog!”

"..."

Yang Xifeng was dumbfounded not only by this marksmanship!