C1292
C1292
The Hong Alliance had over a hundred years of history, and the history passed down from ancient to modern, gave the people of the Leng family a spirit of adventure. This was the reason why the developed their family's businesses to all kinds of other fields, of course, the most perfect bloodline among the people of the Leng family was still being the ruler of the underground world.
Ah San came out of the bathroom, wiped his wet hair and looked at the TV screen: "The leader of Leng family is now Lao San!"
Ye Cheng looked at Ah San with a profound gaze. He would not ignore the smell of the blood when entered the room. "Brat, don't come out with so many things. We only came here for two reasons, I don't want to offend the police here!"
"Ah San flattered and laughed. Boss, is that possible? "
Ye Cheng frowned, hehe, this brat is becoming more and more difficult to deal with. " Where did you go last night? The smell of blood was very strong! If you want to come out with something, you have to let me know no matter what.
"Good news!" Ah San curled her lips, laughed mischievously, and then fell onto the bed as she mumbled to herself in a muffled voice! No need to call me to eat anymore! "
F * ck! What the hell, they really thought they were here for a tour! Ye Cheng raised his leg and kicked Ah San's butt! "Who's going to sleep here? Get up and work! What a bunch of things today!"
However, Ah San was as still as a wooden statue, he did not bother to pay attention to Ye Cheng's clamor by the bed, he was even snoring softly, and looked like he was very tired last night.
Ye Cheng curled his lips, picked up his jacket and walked out, to meet up with Qiao Yingzhe and the others in the dining hall.
The news of the hotel manager being killed in the locker room quickly spread throughout the hotel. Not only were the staff members nervous, even the guests had unsightly expressions. The table was piled with food, and the little girl was treated like a princess. From time to time, the little princess would make a ruckus, which would arouse the jealousy of the people sitting at the table.
No one objected as Ye Cheng. She didn't want to be locked in a hotel suite like a criminal. However, her rudeness was unanimously rejected by the other four men, especially after the death of the hotel manager. Although they appeared to be fine, they were already prepared for it.
After breakfast, Ye Cheng brought Peony to the nearby shopping center, buying some toy books for her so that she wouldn't be bored inside the hotel. After he contacted the little miss, he brought the others, but 100 of the peonies were not willing to leave in the middle of the journey. However, the skinny man caught them and made Ye Cheng angry, but since he had restrained himself in the crowd, he immediately decided to go back to the hotel.
Thus, when Fatty Hai and Qiao Yingzhe were planning to make the arrangements in the house, he was very surprised to see Ye Cheng and the others return so quickly. However, looking at Ye Cheng's and Peony's stinky faces, he knew that this brat had gotten into trouble again.
"Skinny, keep an eye on her. If she dares to run again, tie her up with her body." Ye Cheng sat on the sofa and picked up a piece of paper that was filled with rules and regulations, and started reading it seriously.
"Ye, you can't do this to me. I'm going to sue you for child abuse and illegal detention!" The peony was carried into the bedroom by the thin man, and her loud voice lingered in the room for a long time.
"Stop her from talking!"
The fat man sighed helplessly and said: "Boss Ye, this thin man can't deal with the peony by himself, so I'll go help!" He found an excuse to run away, and from the morning onwards, he felt like he was sitting on a nail, and was not afraid of Ye Cheng, but he was afraid of this Qiao Yingzhe. He couldn't explain why, but he felt that being together with him in this room was extremely stressful.
Qiao Yingzhe glanced at Ye Cheng. Let's go! It's eight o'clock now, and we only have four hours. We have a lot of places to go in the morning. "
Ye Cheng was surprised and excited, but he followed along.
Qiao Yingzhe preferred this type of car as he skillfully turned the steering wheel, covering the coastline as he drove towards Tuen Men.
The scenery along the way could be said to be pleasing to the eye. Looking at the endless blue seawater, it felt like his heart had been hollowed out.
At first, he even wanted to get something out of someone's mouth, but Qiao Yingzhe's mouth was as hard as a clam's. Even if he was unable to get anything out of three sentences, he was too lazy to ask. However, the car was driving further and further away, and the city which was about to deviate from its original location entered into the area of cities and towns, and if he continued downwards, he would reach the island. Seeing that fellow not slowing down, Ye Cheng could not help but ask: "Uncle, are we going to the Lone Island to play this game of survival?"
Qiao Yingzhe scoffed, he stepped on the throttle and actually went back onto the bridge, heading towards the island. I also told you yesterday about the distribution of power in Hong Kong. Aside from those unconventional or newly established powers, Leng family is still the ruler of the underground world.
"Qiao Yingzhe, I really don't understand you! "Why?"
"Very simple!" I don't like being manipulated any more than you do. " Qiao Yingzhe snorted, the Birdman should not have become a clan member that was being manipulated! When he was unaware of the situation, he inexplicably became one of the four, and his attitude towards the survival of Bird People Island determined the problem. This kind of threat made him extremely furious, but as the Houyi of Birdman, he had no choice but to listen to the orders of the Patriarch, follow Ye Cheng, and become his helper. He had known about this ever since he first returned to the East China Sea. That was why he had made it so difficult for him to become his enemy.
After a series of bumps, the car entered the fork in the road. After about half an hour, they saw a field and a two-story farmhouse.
"Get out!" Qiao Yingzhe parked the car on a patch of cement outside the courtyard. He chuckled mysteriously, yet he had no intention to get down.
"Alone?"
"Hm!" I'm only in charge of receiving and transporting the guests. As for the rest, it has nothing to do with me, so I'll help you get lucky. "
Why did it sound like a schadenfreude and a provocation to him, as if this ordinary farmhouse was like a den of tigers and dragons?
Pushing open the unlocked door, Ye Cheng rushed in. The room was filled with dust, and a large spider web hung around the room. It seemed like no one had slept here for a long time, and the dust on the bed could already be described!
The first floor of the farmhouse was the living room, the kitchen, and a storage room with a locked door. Ye Cheng took a few steps to reach the second floor. There were all sorts of rooms and public bathrooms in the study, although the layout of the rooms were simple, but the facilities were very complete, just like the living room on the first floor that was covered in thick dust. With each step, a footprint could clearly be seen.
No one lives here at all!
Ye Cheng curled his lips. He left the main bedroom on the second floor and went to the balcony to look at the mountain peaks in the distance and the world that was surrounded by fences. In the master bedroom, there were also the master's and mistress's clothes hanging in the closet. Various toys were scattered around the children's room, and the room was also filled with thick dust.
Lighting a cigarette, Ye Cheng sank into deep thought! There were traces of life in this farmhouse, but that could only mean that someone had lived here before. Looking at the lively farmland, Ye Cheng had his first question. Who was taking care of the farmland? Second, the tractor parked in front of the yard. The oil stains on the engine were still fresh and smelled of engine oil.
Back inside the room, Ye Cheng casually pushed open a bathroom door. The water pipe was covered with a layer of water droplets, it was very moist here, the faucet's switch was nimbly turned, the water was clear, the Vast Furnace and electric currents were all in their normal usage range. Finally, Ye Cheng left the house and went into the courtyard.
Other than the thick dust, everything else was still normal. There was definitely someone living here, but where was the human?
Ye Cheng turned his head to look at Qiao Yingzhe who was in the car, he was just making a phone call, and upon seeing him, he deliberately turned his head to pretend that he did not see anything, humph, the scent of a conspiracy! After walking around the field, he did not discover anything. As he was walking back, he noticed a strange footprint in the corner of his eye. He squatted down to draw on the brush, and a crafty smile appeared on his face.
He slowly took out his phone and a small flame appeared in his right hand. He shouted towards the empty farmland, "You old geezer, get out here right now!"
This voice was filled with absolute confidence, and could be heard from several kilometers away. After the voice dissipated, only the sound of the wind responded to Ye Cheng.
"Very good! If you don't come out, don't blame me for being impolite! " As he said that, Ye Cheng walked into the field. A stalk of corn had begun to expose a beautiful red flower that was as beautiful as blood. Ye Cheng chuckled coldly, and the flames instantly burned this red flower to ashes. "One!"
Three ? Seven ? After exterminating more than a dozen of them consecutively, a black figure suddenly scuttled out of the fields, and a cold light swept across the bottom of Ye Cheng's hand to save the seventeenth red flower. Stinky kid, you have to compensate me! " Shi Bihua squatted on the ground, carefully protecting the multicolored flower, and fiercely glared at Ye Cheng who had a face full of treachery.
"Hello, Martial Uncle!"
"Okay, motherfucker. Not good at all. Did you bring the alcohol?"
"Ugh!" Junior master, I don't remember what grandma looks like, if you want to see her, please greet her on behalf of the disciple.! " Ye Cheng retreated back as soon as he finished speaking. Ye Cheng's grandmother had long died eight hundred years ago, this did not mean that was dead.
However, Shi Bihua was too preoccupied with his own heartache that he did not react. By the time he figured out the meaning behind his words, Ye Cheng was already standing far away, grinning foolishly at him. Stinky kid, you are f * cking living more and more. Didn't Old Lin teach you how to respect your master? "
"My master only told me to run when he sees you!" Ye Cheng walked to the front yard of the house with his hands behind his back. Actually, when he stood on the second floor and looked at the farmland, he already felt weird. It was not the time to harvest corn. A person's memory flashed through his mind. In such a place like this, a person couldn't live without corn all year round. If he didn't eat the whole thing, how would he live? When he opened up a stalk of corn, he found a reason that could cause corn to go against the will of the heavens, and only his martial uncle could do such a thing.
Shi Bihua shouted as he rushed towards Ye Cheng. He kicked towards the back of Ye Cheng's back, but Ye Cheng moved a few inches to the right as if he had grown a pair of eyes, avoiding the sneak attack!