The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 59

  Chapter 59 Face Slap (one more)

Ran Bowen is a very cautious person. He divided the Qinglong seal into two, half of which he kept, and the other half. According to her speculation, he should have given it to someone he trusts very much. This person, Yu Jiang, was undercover by his side for a year. Not found.

  The outside world knows that Ran Bowen has no heirs. In fact, he once had a marriage, but was killed by an enemy when his wife was pregnant with Liujia. Since then, Ran Bowen seems to have changed and began to secretly deploy, recruit troops, and cultivate killers.

But according to Yu Jiang's observation and speculation, Ran Bowen had a lover who gave him a child, just to prevent the tragedy from happening again. He protected his lover and child very well. The outside world still doesn't know how much he is. None of the relatives knew anything.

  The other half of the green dragon seal should be in the hands of Ran Bowen's lover.

   "Then half of the green dragon seal, did your mother give it to you?" Zheng Qing asked.

  Ding Jing is immune to this title, "She is dead, what do you think?"

  Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and cursed: “Nighthawk, the thing that crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, one day, the old lady will take his skin and twitch his tendons, and then slash him to relieve his hatred.”

  "Everyone has their own standpoints, it is meaningless to be right or wrong. He is wrong and should not be deceived."

  A cold light suddenly burst out from the bottom of Mingjing's eyes, murderous intent and undercurrent, and instantly converged in calmness.

   "Then what should we do now?"

  The light in the mirror flickered slightly, thinking of the last assassination of An Zhi Tinglan.

  Mrs. Jiang, what role did you play in things twelve years ago?

   "What clue did Ran Tengxiao found?"

  Zheng Qing frowned: "I'm not sure. I didn't pay much attention to Ran's family and Qinglong's association before. I would have collected more information on Ran's family if I knew it, so that my eyes won't be blackened now."

  Mingjing said: "No problem, give me your tools for disguising."

  Zheng Qing gave her a dubious look, touched the trunk, and brought a black duffel bag.

   "It's all inside, what are you going to do?"

  Ding Jing opened the zipper, inside it was a complete set of tools, including a wig and a night gown.

  Mingjing took out the tools and started to apply makeup skillfully in front of the mirror, and put on foundation, instantly covering her fair skin into khaki, and her whole temperament dropped by a lot.

  Zheng Qing's mouth opened wider and wider, and finally he could put an egg into it.

   Put on a short wig, put on a night gown, and button up the duck tongue cat.

  A thin and calm boy was born.

Zheng Qing looked at the boy in front of him incredulously. His skin was healthy wheat, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a tall nose, and his jet-black eyeballs were shining and energetic, like the brightest star in the night sky, obviously still that face, but The feeling is completely different, the whole person is reborn, as if the effect of regenerating bones.

  If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would be unbelievable.

   "Could it be possible that the craft of disguise can be inherited?"

  Ding Jing put on a mask, "You wait for me here."

  When she had finished speaking, she was about to push the door and get out of the car. Zheng Qing suddenly grabbed her hand: "Ding Spiegel, let me go, I have experience."

  Ming Jing looked back at her, her dark eyes gleaming dimly in the dim car, "My revenge, I want to personally retaliate."

   What surprised Zheng Qing even more was that even her voice changed.

  The words pushed the door and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

  The suffocating tranquility of a room, with a faint smell of blood drifting away.

  The man sits on the futon, with one hand lightly buckled on the table, and the other hand is turning the wine glass. His handsome face has profound features and sharp features, like a sword with sharp edges.

  In the box, there is a man standing on the left and right, bowing their heads respectfully.

  In front of the table in front of the man, there was a man covered in blood lying in front of the table. The slight ups and downs of his chest proved that the man was still breathing.

   "Ten minutes have passed." The man said quietly, taking a sip of his drink in a leisurely manner.

   Ye Jian drew out the dagger, squatted in front of the blood man, and cut off the opponent's right middle finger.

  The only **** left in his right hand are thumb and index finger.

  The man yelled out of the pain, and he twitched.

   "You kill me." The man said desperately.

   "No, no, I like torturing people. Don't you find it interesting to watch him die a little bit in despair?"

   "You are a pervert..."

  The man frowned: "Yu Noise, since you don't want to say it, I don't want to listen anymore. Cut off your tongue and take it back to soak in wine."

   Ye Jian pinched the opponent's chin, and the tip of the knife approached.

  The man's pupils reflected the tip of the knife, and he was already exhausted physically and mentally after some torture. Finally, he collapsed and shouted: "I said, I said everything."

  The man on the main seat snorted, "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry."

   waved his hand, Ye Jian put away his dagger and retreated.

  The man slowly said: "But I have one condition, letting go of my family. They are innocent, otherwise I will not let you go if I die."

   "It depends on your sincerity."

The man slowed down and said slowly: "Twelve years ago, Ji Chang betrayed Master Wen. Over the years, he hid a lot of evidence in his hands. He went to Beijing with evidence, and Master Wen led people to catch up and arrest him. The son used it to threaten him. Who knows that the intelligence was wrong and the wrong person was arrested. That kid..."

  The man coughed violently as he spoke. In the silence of the room, his cough was particularly harsh.

After waiting for a long time, he continued: "The kid's identity is amazing. Master Wen was trapped in Kyoto. The kid saw Master Wen's face. Master Wen wanted to kill him in order to avoid future troubles. Who knew that Yu Jiang suddenly turned back. When Master Wen didn't pay attention to killing Master Wen, Yu Jiang wanted to kill me too, but my heart grew on the right side to escape the catastrophe, and then I hid incognito."

  The man squinted his eyes: "Do you think Yu Jiang was trying to save that child?"

   "No, she was originally an undercover agent." The man said categorically.

   "Why are you so sure?"

   "Because Master Wen said to Master Wen before he died, I can read lip language, I saw it."

   "What did she say?"

   "She said she would use Ran Bowen's head in exchange for freedom."

   "Where is the Qinglong Seal, she took it away?"

  The man's pupils suddenly tightened, "I...I don't know."

   "It still doesn't seem to work." Ran Tengxiao sighed.

   "Uncle is dead, it's useless for you to keep this secret firmly, it's better to let the Azure Dragon Society be in my hands and carry it forward."

   "We once sweared in front of Master Wen, never betrayed, I have already broken the oath."

   "So, now that you have been a perfidious person, why bother to guard the bottom line hypocritically. Tell me, I will let your family live a better life."

  "Dad, help me." The boy's cry for help came from next door, and his mouth was quickly covered, only the sound of Xixiyan's struggle was heard.

  The man climbed to Ran Tengxiao's feet and kept kowtow: "Master Xiao, please let me go. He doesn't know anything."

   "I just gave you a chance."

  The man gritted his teeth, "Yu Jiang took away the green dragon seal of Master Wen."

   "The other half, who did the uncle hand it to?"

  The man hesitated, and the boy next door cried for help again.

  The man stood there with his head, and said desperately: "Lord Wen's lover."

  The man raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Why didn't I know that the uncle still has a lover?"

   "Master Wen protects her very well. Every time I see her, I go there alone, so I only know that this person exists, but I haven't seen her."

   "You still haven't told the truth."

   "Master Xiao, what I said is true. I only know this. I didn't lie to you." The man slammed his head.

   "In this case, you can trade that woman for your son."

  Ran Tengxiao got up, walked slowly outside, walked to the door, and glanced back at him: "In three months, if I haven't seen that woman, you can prepare a coffin for your son."

  A group of people huffed and left. The man knelt on the ground, holding his head in his hands, grabbing the ground with his head, and wept in despair.

   "Master Wen, I'm sorry Shouchang."

  On the roof, a dark shadow lay there quietly. For some time, it almost merged with the night.

   Waiting for people to walk away, he leaped to the backyard lightly, and turned around, a tall man stood there and asked, "Who are you?"

  Ye Jian coldly observed the young man on the opposite side. He was dressed in black, thin and tall, with the brim of his hat pressed very low, looking quite mysterious.

  The boy crooked his neck, a simple gesture, for some reason, gave people a very evil feeling.

   "Passerby." A very cool young man's voice, but his Mandarin seems not very good, with a little awkward accent.

   "You can't walk today." Ye Jian moved his hands and rushed up with his fists.

  The young man dodged like a dragon, and Ye Jian sighed from the bottom of his heart. With such a beautiful posture, he knew that this young man was not easy, so he became more serious.

  After a few rounds, he didn't take advantage of it. Instead, the opponent stepped on his shoulder and kicked a dog shit.

   Falling to the ground awkwardly, he turned his head incredulously, and saw that the young man folded his arms, his chin slightly raised, his eyes gleaming under the brim of his hat, his brows arrogant, his right hand clenched a fist, his thumb pointing down.

   "It turns out that the subordinates of the Blue Dragon Club are so embarrassed, it's really embarrassing."

   Ye Jian finally found out what was strange about his accent. This is the accent that foreigners usually use when speaking Mandarin.

   "You... where did you come from, don't you want to die?" Ye Jian rubbed his **** and got up, this young man's skill is really evil.

  In the blink of an eye, four men emerged from the darkness, all of them tall and sturdy.

  The young man raised his eyebrows, hooked his fingers, and said arrogantly: "Let's go together."

  The four people looked at each other and felt that they had been greatly humiliated. They rushed up together from four directions.

  Four four to fight one, and he was still a thin young man. It was not glorious to win, but this young man was too arrogant and couldn't bear it.

  In the darkness, a pair of eyes watched all this with interest.

"Hall Master, this young man is too self-reliant. Feng Yu Lei Dian is a master selected by the hall master himself. It is difficult for me and my senior brother to deal with one. The four of them are going together. It is too much for this kid." Ye Shuang said angrily. .

  The man raised his eyebrows: “Don't speak too early, be careful of slaps.”

  Yeshuang looked at it again, and saw that the young man was able to do a good job surrounded by four people. Although he did not lose the wind, he did not take advantage of it, but it was incredible.

  The wind is very good at close attack, is good at speed, the rain is gentle, the palm is soft, the water can't move, the thunder mountain moves like thunder, swift and vigorous, the electro-optical offensive is swift, and kills in one blow.

  The four have their own characteristics, complement each other but are short. They are all masters when they are separated. Together, no one can beat them.

  This is the greatest hero of the Azure Dragon Society's rise, and it is also the sharpest sword in Ran Tengxiao's hand.

However, at this moment, the weak and windy young man flickered and moved, as agile as a dragon, only that she seemed to be covered with eyes all over her body, accurately predicting the electric light's sneak attack behind her, jumped up, her legs curled up. Dianguang's hand, while patted the left and right hands on Fengji and Yuxing's shoulders respectively, their bodies rolled in the air, and the three of them were thrown out at the same time. The moment they landed, they slipped from Leishan's crotch and climbed onto his back flexibly. With knees on both sides of his ribs, he clasped Leishan's throat with one hand, raised the dagger with the other hand, and paused in front of his eyes.

  Everything happened between the electric light and flint, the fast speed can almost only see the afterimage, and everything has settled.

   "Papa." In the darkness, there was a loud applause.

  A man stomped out from the darkness, looking at the young man with interest: "Nice skill, I wonder if you are interested in coming to work under my hand?"

   Ye Shuang exclaimed: "Hall Master, the origin of this kid is unknown, just in case..."

  Ran Tengxiao ignored her, only stared at the boy, with a tone like a big bad wolf who coaxed Little Red Riding Hood, "You can think about houses, cars, women, wealth and power, as long as you want, I can satisfy you."

  The young man jumped off Leishan, disdainfully said: "Who is rare for these."

   "Then what do you want? As long as you say it, I will promise you."

   "I want to kill you, do you agree?" The young man Jie Yao's eyebrows were extremely cold and harsh.

   Ye Shuang shouted: "What nonsense the brat is talking about? You're tired of living and crooked."

   Ran Tengxiao smiled and said, "As long as you give me a satisfactory reason, I can think about it."

  The young man snorted coldly, "You guys in the Blue Dragon Club are nothing to say. You are his nephew, so definitely not good."

   Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Do you know my uncle?"

  The young man was silent, and then said viciously: “Ran Bowen perfidiously killed my dad. He is dead, but he still has a son. If you are in debt, I must kill his son.”

  The whole yard became very quiet in an instant, Ye Jian lowered his head silently, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning slowed down even his breathing, Ye Shuang's eyes widened in surprise.

  In this suffocating silence, Ran Tengxiao smiled and asked very tenderly: "Who is your father? How do you know that my uncle has a son?"

  The young man looked a little annoyed, "Why should I tell you that you are a perfidious person like Ran Bowen, so I won't be your running dog."

   "You seem to have misunderstood." Ran Tengxiao said.

   "I don't care about any misunderstandings. Anyway, you are Ran Bowen's nephew, that's correct. When I find Ran Bowen's illegitimate son, kill him, I will come to you to settle the account."

  The words fell on the wall and disappeared into the darkness.

   Ye Jian was about to chase it subconsciously, and Ran Tengxiao said, "Don't chase."

   At this moment, a man walked out behind Ran Tengxiao, who was 1.75 meters tall, very thin, with a face with Chinese characters, with introverted eyes and shrewdness.

   "Ji Chang has a son who was sent abroad by him since he was a child. Counting his age, he should be this old."

Ran Tengxiao glanced at him: "Is he Ji Chang's son?"

Lin Feng frowned: "Every word of this young man is guiding us. If it weren't for a true young man's mind, it would be too terrifying to act at this age. If he is Ji Chang's son, his appearance this time is to avenge Ji Chang. As for As his confidant, the secret of Master Wen's illegitimate child, it is impossible not to know this secret, everything makes sense."

   "Jichang's son?" Ran Tengxiao rubbed his chin and suddenly smiled.

"interesting."

  "But we still can't take it lightly. Yu Jiang is a lesson from the past, and the hall master should ask someone to check it abroad, just in case."

  Ran Tengxiao nodded: "If he is really Jichang's son, it can be used by us."

  Ding Jing got off the car and walked slowly to the living room.

  Just walked into the living room, and suddenly the light turned on.

  Zhu Shaodan walked over with his arms dangling, looking up and down the mirror.

   "Look at what time it is? A girl's family came back so late, is it fair to say?"

  Ding Spiegel discovered that there is a kind of person who looks human but can't understand people, such as Zhu Shaodan in front of him.

   "So what?" Ming Jing asked faintly.

  Zhu Shaodan sneered: “I have an entrance guard at my home. I won't come back before 8 o'clock in the future, so let's sleep at the door.”

  Ding looked at him in the mirror, and Zhu Shaodan's heart was a little hairy in his calm eyes. He straightened his chest and held his head up to conceal him: "What are you looking at? Look at it and dig out your eyeballs."

Ming Jing said lightly: "Since you hate me and I hate you, then we both look at each other and don't care about each other, but you want to hang around in front of me. You either owe it or want to cause me. Attention, you can choose by yourself."

  It seems that Zhu Shaodan said incredulously: "In order to get your attention? Who gives you the confidence?"

  "Then don't look for a sense of presence in front of me." Without looking at him again, he stepped upstairs.

  Zhu Shaodan pointed to her back and turned around in place: "Say that I was to get her attention? What's a joke?"

Zhou Ma smiled and said, "Little Master, I think what the lady said is reasonable. You don't care about her. You pick it up first every time. From outsiders' eyes, it's not because you want to attract her attention. Huh? If a person hates another person, he will never say a word to him. Even seeing it will be an eye-catcher. Why would he not sleep at the door most of the night just to say a few angry words, you say right?"

  Zhu Shaodan jumped his feet: "What do you know? I will never like her. Just wait and see, hum."

   Zhou's mother looked at the teenager running away from the back, shook her head and laughed: “It's really a child's character.”

   "Sister, that woman actually said that I was deliberately attracting her attention. It was too much."

  Zhu Shaodan suddenly pushed the door and walked in. Zhu Xiangxiang hurriedly hid the phone and frowned at him: "Why don't you knock on the door?"

  Zhu Shaodan scratched his head: "Oh, I forgot. Besides, what secrets are there between my sister and brother? Are you doing anything bad behind my back?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang's eyes were flustered, and he quickly moved his eyes away: "What are you talking about? We are all grown-ups, do you know whether we are married or not, let alone we are not related by blood yet."

  "Don't you think of me as your brother?" Zhu Shaodan said unhappy.

  I wish Xiangxiang a choked, pursed lips: "I didn't mean that."

   "That would be fine."

Zhu Shaodan's eyes rolled and he pulled Zhu Xiangxiang's sleeves: "Sister, my buddy will have his birthday next week. As a good brother, I have to give him a birthday present, but now I don't even have the money to eat. You can lend me a little. Money, I will pay you back when I have money and leave."

   "No, I promised Mom, I can't give you a dime."

   "It's fine if we don't let our mother know, let's secretly, I promise that we won't let the third person know." Zhu Shaodan raised his hands and swore.

   Zhu Xiangxiang shook off his hand and said helplessly: "Okay, I will give you the money, but you remember, don't let mom know."

   "Hmm, thank you sister."

  Zhu Xiangxiang took out his mobile phone, and the page was a chat interface. Zhu Shaodan glanced at it, and Zhu Xiangxiang quickly switched the screen and clicked on WeChat to transfer the change to him.

   Zhu Shaodan asked curiously: "Sister, who are you chatting with at so late?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang stiffened, and said indifferently: "A classmate, ask me a question."

   "Male or female?"

   Zhu Xiangxiang gave him a white look: "You are sick."

"I'm afraid you will be fooled by a man. My sister is so beautiful. Don't be fooled by a man's rhetoric. Men don't have a good thing. Of course, except for me and Dad." Zhu Shaodan touched confidently. She combed her shiny hair.

  I wish Xiangxiang a sneer from the bottom of my heart, you wish every good thing for the man in the family.

  (End of this chapter)

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