Against the current Hengdao

Yan Xiaodao received an ordinary message from Qi Baoshan that evening, asking him to come to the city the next afternoon.Yan Xiaodao thought that his godfather might want to interrogate the gossip about Mai Yunliang's case again, or give him other orders, and it was normal for his godfather to give him various instructions.

Near noon, the police also released a case-closing draft on their official Weibo account, the content of which was roughly consistent with what Yan Xiaodao knew.All platforms and channels are naturally full of mournful and sympathetic voices, relentless verbal criticism, wailing for the dead and doubts about the police's conclusions. All kinds of voices are intertwined.But these excitement will subside after a few days, let everything return to the right track and return to calm, let ordinary people have an outlet for the anger accumulated over the years by the rich and powerful, and wait for the Sri Lankan people to go. No one will mention that name frequently in the future.

Yan Xiaodao stuffed some food into his belly at noon, and came out with a bag of ten buns when he passed by an old shop in the city.Seeing the tempting aroma coming from the nearby window selling sugar-fried chestnuts, he thought that his godfather also loved the soft taste of sugar-fried chestnuts, so he queued up and bought another pack of chestnuts.

He himself is not so fond of stir-frying chestnuts with sugar. He likes to drink a sip of wine with clear seafood, such as the cold clam meat and jellyfish skin that Qi Baoshan used to make for him in the past.

Qi Baoshan is not the only one who likes chestnuts, a certain student studying abroad also likes to eat chestnuts prepared by local methods, Yan Xiaodao thought of his beloved Mr. Ling, and carefully peeled a few chestnuts, thinking that they were peeled for Linghe, and doing it for himself. Linghe ate.

Arriving at Qi Baoshan's mansion in the old concession in the city, Yan Xiaodao knocked on the door and found no one there. It was strange that there was no one in the house when he took out his spare key to enter.

His godfather is very interesting. He left a note for him in the living room where he usually listens to cross talk, tunes, and peels chestnuts and clam meat. It is an ordinary pen handwriting, saying that he will come back in the evening and ask Yan Xiaodao to clear the porch first. The few pots of seafood at the bottom were cleaned up, and the godfather was going to hold the spoon for the feast in the evening.

You specially called me all the way to clean up the seafood for you?

Yan Xiaodao does not hesitate to spare a lot of energy to work for his godfather, but it is extremely inefficient to assign him to do anything related to cooking, and it is better to let Kuanzi or Fengfeng do it.

The corridor is too quiet, and the driver's bodyguards are all thrown out?Yan Xiaodao sat on a small stool and fought hard and arduously with the dozen or so lively lobsters and sea crabs, feeling more and more that something is not right today.Master Qi left him here, where did he go?

He took out his mobile phone and looked, today is the seventh day of the lunar new year.

Looking through his mobile phone schedule, there is no special mark.

The lobster really didn't know how to clean it, so he had no choice but to call the only brother in his family who could make do with the kitchen: "Hello, Hiroko?"

It was Yang Xifeng who picked up Hiroko's phone: "Ah...Brother."

Yan Xiaodao: "Eh? You, what are you doing?"

Yang Xifeng: "No reason, just teasing a dog."

Yan Xiaodao: "Are you free? Where's Hiroko?"

Yang Xifeng: "Oh... big brother... he's gone out."

With Yan Xiaodao's keenness and Fengfeng's inflexibility who really doesn't know how to cover up and lie, he already heard something strange: "Why did Kuanzi go?"

Yang Xifeng actually asked him back: "Brother, why did you go to Lord Qi's place today?"

"I'm asking you something!" Yan Xiaodao complained, "Master Qi asked me to peel seafood for him at home, how do you get this pile of lobsters? Are you going to knock him out with the back of a knife?"

Yang Xifeng gritted his back molars, and explained the reason in ink: "Brother, Kuanzi was called away by Master Qi just now, so I was also puzzled, I thought you were with the boss, but you just walked away, and his old man walked away." Here we go, with a lot of people!

"But they didn't enter the house. I saw the boss in the front car from a distance from the window. I called Hiroko and our other two brothers and drove away with them.

"Before he left, he asked to put down his mobile phone, and he was not allowed to take it with him, so I answered your call for him."

"You fucker didn't say it earlier?!" Yan Xiaodao became angry immediately, and a line of blood on his scalp turned scarlet.

"I ordered you not to talk nonsense, brother, I dare not say..." Younger Yang was wronged again, every time he encountered splint gas, he wanted to get down on the ground and do fifty push-ups and then eat the two bowls of dog food in the corner I really envy the days when Master Xiong and his daughter-in-law pretend to be silly, show off, eat and drink, and don't have to worry about it.

Yan Xiaodao woke up after picking up the phone, kicked the basin of seafood, and poured half of the basin of water on the porch!

This is very wrong.

Lord Qi took away all the manpower and bodyguards in the house, and probably also brought people from the group, and even secretly transferred Hiroko who was beside him.

The three brothers that Lord Qi called away temporarily were the three most capable of fighting around Yan Xiaodao.

And all of this is hidden from him, deliberately dismissing him in advance, sitting here peeling some seafood, just killing his time by pinching the watch.

Even mobile phones are not allowed to be carried, which is the way to do big things, because people talk too much and carry mobile phones easily to leak information.

But after so many years, what kind of work does Lord Qi need to hide from his godson?

Never, not only should it not be concealed, such things as fights are usually handled by Yan Xiaodao alone, at least with the lead car.

Yan Xiaodao wiped his hands and put on his suit again, subconsciously touching the row of blades on his waist with his fingers.His face was so dark that it looked like a cloud had come down from the sky, and the feeling of being deliberately kept in the dark made him angry!

Of all the situations he could think of, there was only one possibility for Qi Baoshan to take so many people out on errands but conceal him, and he was determined not to take him alone!

Linghe.

Yan Xiaodao's car merged into the vast sea of ​​cars between the sky and the earth, and the sun jumped into the clouds in front of his eyes through a layer of front windshield. Stretched but still trying to hide the truth.

Master Qi didn't answer his phone, intentionally or not.

Yan Xiaodao didn't know where to look for it, and he went for a drive around the places he could think of in vain, and suddenly realized that he didn't even know where Ling He might appear, and whether there was anyone around him who could protect him!

He crossed the line and pulled over, stopped at the emergency parking belt of the viaduct leading to the Linwan Economic New Zone, slammed his palm on the steering wheel, and burst out cursing.Countless cars whizzed by on his left side, crushing his chaotic mood due to concern.

Yan Xiaodao thought that his guess and judgment were correct, but he was helpless.

He took out his mobile phone to check the calendar again. Unfortunately, he has always lived a rough life. He usually does things with his brain instead of detailed itinerary records. Anti-disadvantage.Now I really can't think of where would Qi Baoshan take so many people on such an ordinary day?Could it be that Ling He also made an appointment with his godfather without telling him?

Yan Xiaodao let the car merge into the traffic flow again, and the right lane was actually occupied by several funeral teams from nearby villagers.The villagers held up the banners and wailed all the way, throwing paper money wildly, and they were not afraid of danger on the bridge where cars came and went. From the viaduct to the river, there was a very careless celestial girl scattering flowers.Yan Xiaodao glanced at it and felt that it didn't look like a funeral. It was a unique custom in the local countryside during the Ching Ming Festival every year. The relatives, old and young, of the whole family took a car and carried sedan chairs to the hillside by the sea, facing the boundless sea to pay respects to the deceased relatives. .

It's Ching Ming Festival, and it's time to accompany his mother up the mountain to pay homage to the dead two paralyzed husbands and the unlucky disabled brother.

Large pieces of circular paper money floated into the air from the zenith, and there were also foreign banknotes made in the style of US dollars, with the words "Mingguo Tongbao" and "Yincao Hell Bank" written on them, and they were stacked in large bundles on the beach. incinerate.Many men, women and children, old and young, carried large strings of gold, silver and aluminum foil ingots and calves, and walked on the asphalt road leading to the beach, singing popular local folk songs.There is a famous scenic spot in the port nearby, called Chaotouji, a huge blue-black reef standing on the shoal facing the wind and breaking waves... This scene is so familiar and impressive, as if I have seen it before?

White flags fluttered by the seaside, and the soul-calling team occupied the focus of the city in this annual solar term, waving ghosts and wolves all the way through the city.He had seen such a scene last year. He also took this road to the beach at about the same time last year. What did he do then?

Yan Xiaodao finally remembered.

Last year, I made a special trip to accompany Qi Ye to the seaside and hillside at about the same time of the year, which seemed to be the seventh day of the lunar new year, and the itinerary was quite confidential, only bringing him and a driver.That day, he parked his car at the exit of the tunnel near Chaotouji, and Qi Ye went to an old building above Chaotouji. It is said that he was meeting with an extremely important guest, and he was not even allowed to accompany him to drink.Qi Baoshan stayed in that building for a full four hours, and only left late at night...

Yan Xiaodao had never thought about plotting against his godfather before, so he didn't doubt him in many things, only being a loyal follower, never meddling in other's affairs.This is also the most basic ethics of doing things next to the big boss. If you meddle too much and talk too much, you won't want to do it in the future.

It's just that many things are different now, and he has also become sensitive and suspicious. After he has his own place, he finally starts to be wary of Lord Qi.Qi Baoshan actually came to the beach to meet people on this day every year, but he only brought his personal bodyguards with him every year, and he didn't want to pull a big banner like a tiger's skin with all his belongings. This posture was like going to fight a battle between Pingjin and Tianjin!

Yan Xiaodao drove across the viaduct, took a shortcut and went straight to the direction of Chaotouji scenic spot by the sea.

Today is cloudy and cloudy, presumably it will be a dark, windy and starry night for a month.Dark clouds rolled towards the line of the sea and sky, and the waves on the ocean surface rolled out a suffocating dark color.

Yan Xiaodao stopped Qi Baoshan's convoy near the entrance of the tunnel.

He was driving very fast alone, and Qi Ye probably brought people to gather in other places to discuss things and was delayed, so he was blocked by him here, which was unexpected.

Yan Xiaodao chased the cars all the way, he recognized all the cars under his own group at a glance, no one would want to step on him without telling him!

One of his cars was like a wild horse running wild, its exhaust mixed with violent sparks. It aimed straight at Qi Ye's car, pinned the front of the car to the front of the car, and made a bold and reckless act that would be slapped on the board. Something, let go of his godfather's car.

Several bodyguards accompanying him put their hands into the pockets of their suits, ready to take out the things. Inside the car window was Qi Baoshan's shocked face stretched into a black rock, while outside the car was Yan Xiaodao's stern face, holding the car door with both hands in a desperate posture.

Qi Baoshan stopped the bodyguard who made any moves with his eyes.For his godson, he loves him very much, and he is unwilling to use force to fight against both sides.

"What's the matter?" Qi Baoshan got out of the car by himself, "Just tell me what you want, Xiaodao?"

Yan Xiaodao knew he was wrong, but he never backed down: "Godfather, where do you want to go today? Can you not go?"

Qi Baoshan looked at him in amazement, and at that time his heart was also swinging from side to side: Does Xiaodao know something?How much do you know?How much truth did Ling He reveal by breaking the agreement between the two parties?

Qi Baoshan said without hesitation: "I'm going to meet some people at the beach, why are you stopping me like crazy?"

Yan Xiaodao asked: "Who do you want to see?"

Qi Baoshan's face turned cold: "Xiaodao, you are too presumptuous."

Yan Xiaodao: "I'll go meet the person you want to meet for you, okay?"

Qi Baoshan: "..."

Yan Xiaodao's posture and momentum today are to stop his godfather and resolutely refuse to let him go.He also understood that as long as Qi Baoshan was stopped, the other subordinates would naturally be unable to do anything.

He stood in front of the car and pointed to Hiroko, the three brothers, and others sitting in a certain car. The meaning was very obvious: None of you move today without my permission!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they really didn't dare to disobey Yan Xiaodao, but they couldn't disobey the big boss.

Qi Baoshan's eye sockets were sunken suddenly, his eyeballs were slightly protruding, and his delicate and gentle face showed a hint of ferocity: "Xiaodao, are you fucking going to rebel today?!"

Yan Xiaodao has suffered from insomnia and lack of sleep recently, two dark circles appear under his eyes, and he is carrying it hard in a state of deep physical and mental exhaustion.A strong wind blew past the entrance of the tunnel, and his body stood firmly in the wind.He shook his head: "Godfather, I'm afraid that you will be in danger if you go out today. I don't want anyone to have an accident...I will go for you if you want to go out; I will see for you whoever you want to see."

Qi Baoshan looked at Yan Xiaodao in surprise, pondering whether these words were true or false, Xiaodao's confession, was he really thinking of him or for... who?

Lord Qi really expected that today's situation was dangerous, and he would never take risks and suffer losses, so he pulled away the brigade, but even he himself didn't know where the danger would ultimately come from. Did Yan Xiaodao know?

The seventh day of the lunar new year is the day that Qi Baoshan and his old acquaintances, brothers of the opposite sex who made a fortune together from a poor family and had kowtowed their heads and spilled blood, agreed to meet every year.The four of them would rent the Tide Watching Villa for this night every year for a secret meeting. They would not disclose outsiders, and they would never bring any entourage.

It's already 15.

Year after year, the so-called "friendship" formed between brothers for mutual benefit and collusion has long been unable to withstand the erosion of the years, and the sudden exposure and fermentation of old cases overnight .Nowadays, everyone is rich and prosperous, rich in family wealth, surrounded by wives, concubines and children. They have long since lost their original loyalty and courage. Split each other's friendship and shake their minds.

Between Qi Baoshan and You Jinglian, under such a state of restraint, jealousy and suspicion of each other, there was a discord between face and heart, and it was completely messed up by Ling He.

Qi Baoshan has been cautious for half his life, never taking any risks or putting himself in danger, and [-]% of the time he went to the meeting today was cheated and attacked, he didn't want to go to the meeting in the first place.He doesn't trust anyone, neither Ling He's promise nor the other three who keep secrets from each other.

Qi Baoshan stretched out his arms and returned to his usual gentle expression: "Xiaodao, come, come back with me, we are not going anywhere today."

Yan Xiaodao still poked: "I'll go for you, is the Chaoguan Villa on Chaotouji right?"

Qi Baoshan frowned suddenly: "I'm not going! Xiaodao, come here and come home with me!"

Qi Baoshan stretched out a big hand to him, but Yan Xiaodao strode back and turned to get into the car.

He suddenly remembered something, turned around and opened Qi Baoshan's driving door, took from the back seat the navy blue cotton double-breasted jacket his godfather often wore, took off his black suit, and put on this blue jacket.

Qi Baoshan was shocked, he really loved and cherished the knife.He has selfishness, and he also has jealousy, but in this life, when his own son and godson are combined, only Yan Xiaodao is left as a caring and reliable person.

Qi Baoshan rushed forward to stop him, and shouted: "Xiaodao, why are you crazy when you come back!"

Yan Xiaodao got into the car and started the engine. With determined eyes, he pressed the edge of the window and said to Qi Ye, "Godfather, don't worry! On the table in your house, there is a bag of your favorite Zuixiangyuan sugar-fried chestnuts. It's me. I just bought it, and it can be softened after being baked in the oven, so go back quickly..."

Qi Baoshan's heart trembled, he watched Yan Xiaodao fly away in a daze, then turned around in a circle and kicked hard on the granite wall at the entrance of the tunnel.He fears that his godson will know the whole truth one day, but he never wants to see Xiaodao get into trouble.

……

Deep in Yan Xiaodao's heart, there are two people that he can't stop caring about for the rest of his life, and he must protect them.To Qi Ye and to Ling He, whether he emphasizes loyalty, filial piety, benevolence or righteousness or tells the love of his children, it is his emotional debt.In any case, he didn't want these two people to have the opportunity to meet today, and he must "make trouble" from it.

He immediately dialed Ling He's number, but as expected, Ling He refused to answer.

He sent a text message and asked directly: [How are you going to deal with Lord Qi today?What are you doing! 】

He then sent again: [Can you stop? 】

These are two harsh words of temptation.If he guessed wrong, Ling He's temper that does not suffer will definitely scold him back.

But Ling He didn't reply, and didn't give him a word, Yan Xiaodao thought that his guess was correct.

No matter who the mysterious distinguished guest that Lord Qi met at Guanchao Villa every year in the past, the person he will meet at Chaotouji today must be Ling He!And these people must have some connection that he didn't know yet.

In places that Yan Xiaodao couldn't see, the inspection team armed with Shangfang's sword also started a vigorous and resolute network collection operation that afternoon.

Several people in formal attire who were completely unfamiliar in the local area suddenly appeared at the internal regular meeting of the city hall with serious faces, blocking the passage of the gate.In the venue, the leader who was about to give a speech and the clerks who were drinking tea and sleeping all sat frozen on the spot, not daring to hum, and panicking.The inspection team ignored the obstruction of the security guards at the venue and walked around but found no sign of Adjutant You.

The investigation team member asked: "Did he ask for leave today?"

The top official nodded and answered, not daring to look directly back: "I didn't ask for leave, I should have come to attend the meeting."

The investigators asked: "Where is the person? Are you at home?"

The senior official rolled his eyes and made up his mind, and whispered in his ears: "There is a Tanju Temple in the suburbs with a lot of incense. I heard that he rented a residence there and even named him a monk. How many of you Go there and look for it?"

The inspection team took control of all the yamen of the city government, blocked the information for investigation, and the black and white impermanence immediately cast a large net, and quickly went straight to the Tanju Temple in the remote suburbs.However, after chasing to the monastery, they searched the living rooms of the lay disciples up to the bottom, temporarily detained and interrogated several people, but did not find You Jinglian's whereabouts—this person ran away!

The scattered wooden fish cassocks, daily necessities, and the broken white porcelain statue of Guanyin all show that this person was in a hurry when he was about to leave, like a bereaved dog.

……

At the same time, the passenger terminal near the Linwan Deep-Water Port received bustling tourists from all walks of life as usual in the evening.The tops of the towering street lamps on both sides of the plank road are lit, illuminating the road leading to the vast sea.At least two passenger ships are unloading people. After a simple cleaning, they will be filled with passengers and set sail again. The destination is Yokohama Port across the ocean.

There is no rain in the sky yet, but in the inner world of some fugitives who are as frightened as a bird, it is already cold and rainy, although the surface is still strong and calm.

On the long road leading to the ferry terminal, there was a man who did not drive a car and walked long distances on his legs to avoid being seen.Due to many years of sitting in the office and lack of exercise, I suffered from neurasthenia and arteriosclerosis. I prayed to Buddha and changed my career to become a vegetarian, but I couldn’t cure this problem of copper stench. This journey was quite difficult, and I was panting all the way. I accumulated it over the years His outfit and capital were all destroyed by his escape.

However, if they didn't run away at this time, their family would be finished.

This man was wrapped in a long poncho to cover his head, face and figure, and he was carrying a migrant-style woven bag. He was dressed in a shabby and low-key manner like a cleaner that can be seen everywhere on the pier, but he was holding a ticket for a first-class sleeper in his hand.

The crowd in front gradually became denser, forming at least three split queues near a ticket gate in the unique Chinese queuing method, with passengers shouting in front and crowding in back.The first-class passengers who were hiding under the poncho hesitated a little, and frowned in disgust, but they had no choice but to let their bodies merge into the rushing crowd.He has never queued up for many years. He never needs to queue up for whatever he does in the local area. Every time he is picked up by a special car driver, and the leadership channel leads directly. How has he ever seen a queue?

For so many years, I have been desperately drilling up and down, making money and collecting money, for what?Isn't it just for the sake of becoming a master one day!

Not reconciled, really not reconciled.

Obviously before he got to the window, a man dressed as a ticket inspector suddenly put his shoulders and stopped him: "Sir, where is your ticket?"

The person under the poncho just touched his pocket with his fingers, when he took out his pocket and brutally snatched his documents and tickets.

The ticket inspector sneered: "Sir, this ID card of yours, the photo is of yourself, and the name, place of origin, date of birth, and home address are all wrong, right? Which police station's internal staff took advantage of the fake ID for you?"

The fingers under the poncho froze, and the cold air rushed from the soles of the feet through the tailbone to the top of the head.

The ticket inspector said: "Secretary You, where are you going? You are not going to Yokohama, but to a certain detached villa in a row of a certain row in a wealthy neighborhood in Oak Bay Heights, Victoria, Victoria. Am I right?"

You Jinglian's eyes widened in amazement, his lips trembled and he lost his voice completely. He didn't expect that before he escaped from the border, the other party even knew exactly where his overseas properties were settled, and the details of the deposits in European bank accounts must have been found out long ago. ? !The money and real estate can't be kept, so why should he run away?If you go out, you will quickly become a big fat fish that can't jump out of the fishing net on the overseas list of most wanted corruption suspects!

The dark green poncho on his body was originally a protective color for deliberately hiding from the public eye, but now it makes him scream and no one responds.Passengers rushing to check tickets at the pier were not noticed at all, and suddenly one person was missing in the line ahead.You Jinglian was covered by several unidentified people, dragged up and dragged, and disappeared in the port where sporadic raindrops began to drift without anyone noticing...

It’s over.

Is it the inspection team's magical soldiers who descended from heaven and raided Linwan Port?Is it the group of green-faced Yasha and black-faced Baogong who eat people without spitting out their bones and are ready to eat him alive and do not hesitate to dig three feet into the ground to find out a confession? ...

You Jinglian was wearing a black hood, his body was dripping wet, and he was slammed onto the old floor that smelled like agarwood.He was still in a state of confusion with his eyes darkened, he didn't know where he was, and thought he had entered the interrogation room of the investigation team.

His hair was branched like a bunch of ridiculous chicken coops, and there was no arrogance of a big boss on his shoulders. He swept around in horror, and the brass Russian-style chandelier above his head suddenly lit up, hitting a beam of light that pierced people's hearts. Above his head, the little ghost hiding in the dark corner has nowhere to hide.

You Jinglian finally understood, no, this is not the site of the investigation team or the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, isn't this the top floor of the former Republic of China Guanchao Villa on Chaotouji?

Today is the seventh day of a certain month, and he knows very well that tonight was originally the annual private meeting of the old ghosts, but how dare he show up?

Who kidnapped him here?Is it Qi Baoshan?still……

Walking out of the attic, a long and tall man walked out. Half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the top of the spiral staircase, and his face could not be seen clearly, but it could be seen that this man had his long black hair neatly tied behind his head, and he was extremely imposing. Good, in a suede waistcoat, breeches, and boots.

The personable hunter did not speak viciously or show his teeth and claws, but elegant and deep. Those words gathered under the Roman castle-style giant stone dome, with a deafening echo.

The beautiful man said: "Master You, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect to reunite with the old people in this tide-watching villa today. Hehe. You four old Jianghu who have seen the wind and waves are really good at picking places. After all these years, it turns out It is on this tidal rocky beach with beautiful scenery facing the sea that you come and go secretly, secretly conspiring and plotting, and a nest of snakes and rats join forces! Today, I copied your lair after all the organs were calculated. How about uncovering the past and having a pot of tea with me, the son of an old friend, to reminisce about the old days?"

The tall and straight man lowered his chin slightly, held the metal gun barrel with both hands, looked down at You Jinglian from a height, and aimed the gun at the center of his eyebrows.

You Jinglian's yellowish face turned white in an instant at the gunpoint, and his cheeks sunken and collapsed at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye, changing his appearance, but he successfully recognized the person in front of him, Ling He.

When Ling He stepped out of the shadows, his appearance was very handsome. The mixed-race eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and handsome, and his hair was not messy at all. Under the light of the gently flickering chandelier, half of his profile showed the perfect lines that only sculptures in the Renaissance era could have.A pair of phoenix eyes have the color of smoke and charm, but at this time there is no charm, but a sharp momentum from top to bottom, the sharp engraved lines on the bridge of the nose and the corners of the mouth make this person's whole face burst out with a look of persecution and crusade momentum.

I'm afraid You Jinglian still hasn't figured it out yet, how did Mr. Ling know his escape schedule in advance, and intercept him from the pier so precisely?He and his son took two passenger boats, one in front of the other, and he thought it was foolproof to deceive others.

The ticket was secretly offered to him by a business "boss" a few days ago.But You Jinglian didn't think about it, his family has fallen into such a field, and no one else can hide. In the past, I gave you some money in exchange for benefits. Your big tree has collapsed, and no one will be able to protect you. The mud Buddha!

The person behind the scenes who gave him the boat ticket was the one who raised a gun and blocked him in the tide-watching villa tonight for trial.

If Mr. Ling wanted to let this man escape, he could let him escape tonight; if he wanted to stop him, he could stop him at any time.You Jinglian's whereabouts, including the whereabouts of his only baby son, have always been in Ling He's hands.

"Your Excellency, does this staircase look a bit creepy? Don't be afraid, let's talk about how you have been promoted to the ranks over the years, step by step, calling the wind and rain, and finally fell into such a desperate situation where there is no escape. Right?" Ling He saw You Jinglian's face turned pale with fear, and a hearty smile appeared on the corner of his lips, which hit the opponent's vitals.