The winter sun rises into the clouds, and there is not much warmth on people. While the city gradually stirs up the bustle this morning, the Cheng family condenses a strange atmosphere in the villa area east of the city. The bodyguards in groups of three or three patrol the villa around the villa as if they were facing a great enemy. Inside the building, the old man and a group of martial arts people sat silently in the hall.

When! When! When! When! When!

Occasionally, the clocks on the wall sounded the heavy sound of the time.

Most of them are Xia Yi. Whether they met in the martial arts hall two years ago or during the two years, the other party left their names on the wanted order and ran to the island country Tokyo to destroy them wantonly. Now the other party is coming. This kind of strong pressure is different from the grudges between ordinary people on weekdays, which makes people feel suffocated.

No one knew that things would develop like this. It is unknown what the other party would do when he came over, but it would never be solved so easily. Cheng Chuannan, who caused trouble, was locked upstairs and was not allowed to come down; Ma Lin, who could be considered a lawsuit, had no news now; and the old man was sitting on the sofa and was terrible silent.

Only the sound of the pendulum echoed little by little in the living room.

But at this time, Cheng Chuannan still vaguely heard from the upper floor, roaring and cursing, slapping the door with a loud bang.

"How do I know who he is? There are so many people on the street, how do I know who can't mess with whom? Cheng Guangen, please let me out!!"

Cheng Chuannan, who was locked in the room, slapped the door for a while, kicked it hard, lit a cigarette, sat next to the window. Compared to his grandfather's high-level anti-counter, he couldn't feel that the person was powerful last night.

As for news, wanted orders, Cheng Chuannan rarely pays attention to it. After all, he still has many fun things to do, racing, going to nightclubs, hooking up with beauties, etc.

While Cheng Chuannan was standing in front of the window and cursing, a van outside stopped. The person who got out wanted to enter the villa and was driven away by the martial law bodyguard.

A moment later, there were patrolling people passing by on the iron railing on the side. Three figures flipped down with long weapons. When the bodyguards there walked away, Green and Yellow Hair followed behind the boss with cloth souls.

"What the hell is going on here? It's the same as martial law."

"Who knows what rich people think and what important guests they may be receiving."

"Short a few words, give the things to Prince Cheng, and the three of us brothers are about to make a name for ourselves!!"

Hongmao said, looking at a window on the second floor, patted the weapons in the hands of the two people behind, walked over with confidence, and shouted to the top in a low voice: "Young Master, the three of us have brought you good things--"

In life, even if the quagmire is still gritting your teeth and stepping on it, a man and a real man raised his hands and never returned. Finally, it is time for his three brothers to turn their fortunes. At that time, he will make a name for himself, stand up, return home in glory, look like a tragic person...

Anyway, the past is complete.

The three of them looked at the closed room window and the winter sunshine reflected on the glass. They thought of this, and their faces were filled with longing without realizing it.

Above, the window on the other side of the second floor opened with a bang.

Cheng Chuannan looked at the three people standing over there and looked up, and directly smashed the lighter in his hand and landed on the red-haired forehead: "What are you looking at my grandfather's room? Take me here!"

"Here's here!"

The three of them hurried over there, and before the patrol bodyguard came, they put down their weapons, intertwined their arms, stretched them out under the window.

The next second, Cheng Chuannan jumped straight from above, landed on his arm that was intertwined into a net, and rolled on the ground with the three of them.

"Go away, is your car outside?"

"Yes, it's just a van."

Cheng Chuannan hesitated for a moment, but gave up his plan to ride in that kind of car, and took the three of them quietly across the other side of the garden, where there was a blue Porsche.

When he opened the car door, he noticed that the three of them were holding a slender knife, "Where did it come from?"

"It's the place where the young master asked us to go to the place where the birds were snatched. Unfortunately, the man was not here, the birds... I guess he left with that person. We and our group could not just leave, smashed and smashed the house, and took the things together."

The red-haired man excitedly took the weapon inserted into the scabbard and held it in his hand: "Young master, look at you, isn't it cool?"

"It's rare to see how long it is. That man named Xia Yi actually has a hobby of collecting weapons." Cheng Chuan's male lead stood on the ground with a long sword, roughly estimating the height.

When he reached out to pull out the hilt of the knife, the red hair on the opposite side suddenly froze and turned his head to look at Green and Huang.

"Xia Yi... What a familiar name."

Then... the whole person was fixed on the spot, and the two brothers on the opposite side opened their eyes wider and wider. Just as Cheng Chuan took out a small piece of the handle of the knife, they all shouted: "I'm a sage--"

"What are you yelling about? I'm worried that my old man won't hear it or why..."

The moment the cold knife face turned around, there was a loud bang on the front door of the villa facing the iron railing gate.

The iron door flew and fell.

In a black Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle, the driver who was pressed against his waist was heard by a sound next to him saying, "Drive directly!" Then, he gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator.

The engine roared and roared, and the four-wheeled wheels were scrambling to the iron railings one by one. The rough and powerful car body rushed directly to the villa, scaring the bodyguards around them to disperse.

The flower beds along the way were cracked and splashed everywhere, bricks were broken, and the turf was connected to the soil. The goddess was knocked to the front of the car like a flower scattered, and was knocked all the way, scattered everywhere, or hit people, rolling and screaming on the ground.

The group of people in the villa hall heard the sudden sound and stood up. The old man stood behind the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the car driving over without blinking.

It was not until the marble pillars under the eaves stopped suddenly.

The car door opened, Xia Yi, in a suit, walked out of the car. Someone rushed over nearby. Before he could speak, he was grabbed by the figure who was moving forward, stopped and continued to walk towards the villa ahead. The man's head was knocked against the mottled scratches and the sunken front of the car and fainted on the ground.

Everyone was watching. Some bodyguards wanted to rush up and surrounded them, while the other people stood there and did not dare to move. They suddenly rushed into the villa, just like acting in a movie, making them feel terrifying, and their eyes looked at the old people in the villa lobby from time to time.

The latter raised his hand and told the people in the martial arts hall not to do anything randomly, and tried to keep themselves calm, and saw the figure pushing open the glass door and coming in.

He said in a deep voice: "Xia Yi, there should be other solutions to this matter. You don't want to kill yourself indiscriminately. You are wanted by the police again, right?"

Xia Yi's steps did not stop from getting off the car to entering the villa. When he passed by the old man's shoulder, he coldly swept the people around the hall.

"I only want Cheng Chuannan today. If you have nothing to do with it, get out!"
Chapter completed!