The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 98 The Fury of Vengeance
Lin Fan looked at Ye Mei coldly, and the corners of his mouth slowly drew an arc. As the smile on his face became more and more obvious, Lin Fan laughed loudly and said, "Okay, as expected of Boss Ye, based on your words, I Lin Fan owes you another favor, thank you."

After speaking, Lin Fan cupped his hands, got up and left, Zhou Laosi looked at Ye Mei with complicated eyes, and sighed in his heart. Compared with Ye Mei in terms of resilience and courage, he was at an absolute disadvantage this time. This also allowed Zhou Laosi to recognize his own shortcomings. The bosses on the road are all Qiqiao Linglongxin. If Lin Fan does not support him, with his ability and strength, he will probably be killed sooner or later.

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"Dad, the Wang family went too far. They even protected that kid surnamed Lin, and didn't give our Zuo family any face." A middle-aged man in a courtyard in Yandu City said loudly with an angry face.

An old man with silver hair was sitting under the grape arbor in the courtyard. There was a chessboard on the stone table in front of him. He was holding a black chess piece. He focused on the endgame in front of him and said casually, "What? The people we sent Was dug back by old man Wang?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and replied unhappily: "Well, Dad, the Wang family made it clear that they didn't give us face, and he even sent a message, saying that the kid surnamed Lin is a friend of their Wang family."

"A friend of the Wang family? Hehe, interesting, old man Wang is determined to protect him." The old man's face was as usual, holding a yellowed chess book in his hand, looking at the chessboard thoughtfully. When talking to his son, An absent-minded look.

"Hmph, he thought we were really afraid of their Wang family. Dad, I'm going to find a relationship right now. I have to arrest Lin and bury him with Shaofeng."

"Being a general, don't raise your troops in anger, Zhaode, you are in a mess." The old man smiled softly, shook his head slightly, slowly put down the chess record, reached out to pick up the purple clay pot on the stone table, Slowly took a sip of tea.

"Dad, what do you think we should do? Could it be that Shaofeng just disappeared for nothing? Well,..., that's my son, your own grandson." He was choked with sobs, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, thinking of his son Zuo Shaofeng who died tragically in the hospital, his heart was full of hatred.

"If there is no old man Wang making trouble, you can do whatever you want. But now that the Wang family is on death protection, and we have no evidence, if we act rashly and let the other party catch something, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss."

The silver-haired old man's tone was very cautious. In his eyes, it was very easy to deal with Lin Fan. He could just fabricate a crime and get him in, and then let Lin Fan die of a sudden illness in the prison. These are trivial matters. , but now that the Wang family has become Lin Fan's backer, such tricks won't work.

"Then forget it, and Shaofeng's revenge will not be avenged. Dad, I don't care what the Wang family means. Those surnamed Lin must be buried with Shaofeng." The middle-aged man stood up in grief and indignation. The pain of losing his son made him Lost his calmness.

"Don't hate your opponent at any time, because it will make you lose your mind. Zhao De, you must always remember this sentence. Reason is the most basic difference between man and beast, and it is also the biggest difference between winners and losers .” The silver-haired old man was very dissatisfied with his son’s performance, so he reached out and patted the stone table twice.

The middle-aged man's expression was distorted and his breathing was rapid. He closed his eyes suddenly, clenched his fists, and tried his best to control his emotions. After a while, his breathing became stable again, and his eyes slowly opened.

When his son regained his composure, the silver-haired old man said slowly: "You never thought about why old man Wang wants to protect that kid. There is such a deep friendship between them? , all for profit.”

"Dad, what do you mean?" A suspicious look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he asked tentatively.

"Old man Wang had a secret lover before, and he gave birth to a son. Some time ago, Lin Fan saved his illegitimate son." The silver-haired old man seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him. very bland.

"Dad, doesn't that mean that Lin is the savior of their Wang family, no wonder they will protect that kid to death." The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his slightly narrowed eyes showed a hint of ferocity and unwillingness.

The silver-haired old man sighed, and continued: "You, don't just look at the surface of everything. The reason why the Wang family protects the surname Lin is because the old man Wang still needs help from the surname Lin. Once the boy surnamed Lin doesn't In addition to the value of use, do you think the Wang family will still die?"

"Besides, it's not the real Wang family that he saved. At least the sons of the old man Wang are quite critical of this, thinking that the relationship between the Wang Zuo family for many years should not be destroyed for a person without relatives. For this reason , Wang Ligong also specially called me to express his apology."

Zuo Zhaode pondered for a while, and said with joy on his face: "Father, what you mean is to temporarily suspend the drums, and then send someone over after the Wang family finishes using that kid. Peaceful."

The silver-haired old man nodded and said: "Although the old man Wang has retired now, he has too many old students and is involved in the officialdom. The relationship between our Zuo family and the Wang family has always been good. That kid will soon lose his value. , then the Wang family will definitely not protect him again."

"Zhaode, I am getting old and lack of energy. From now on, the Zuo family will be handed over to you. Please remember that calmness is the basic quality of a person's success. A person who is easily irritated, even if he masters No matter how powerful you are, you are not afraid."

Zuo Zhaode knew that it was his father beating him, since his son Zuo Shaofeng passed away, he was too impatient, not like a qualified successor of the family.

"Dad, I remember." Zuo Zhaode said in a low voice. Although he wished to take someone there now and use Lin Fan's head to comfort his son's spirit in heaven, he knew in his heart that if he did this, then his father would definitely Will be very disappointed, and the family will choose another successor. An irritable patriarch is a terrible disaster for the family.

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In the ancient castle of Momagjar in Eastern Europe, a white man in a black robe sat on a gilded chair. A coercive force.

"No one can slaughter the people of Tartarus at will. The anger of revenge will burn him to ashes, and his soul will be cast into hell and suffer endless torment."

The white man in black robe opened his arms, as if he was embracing something. His voice roared in the castle, low and depressing. There were echoes in the dark castle. Under the flickering of the candlelight, there was dullness and fear dancing here. breath.

A blond beauty half-kneeled in the shadows, with her right hand attached to her heart, she said reverently: "Boss, the shadow of death will hang over the enemy, and his head will be Emily's gift to you."

The white man in black slowly withdrew his arms, and his deep and staid voice sounded again: "Emily, that Asian woman is just a business, but that Asian man has desecrated our organization and belief."

"Go, Emily, the civet is the pet of the god of death. I order you to bring death and fear to our enemies, and let everyone know that the Tartarus organization cannot be profaned, and the anger of the god of death is enough to burn everything."

(End of this chapter)