Chapter 342 Are You Back?

"The Sun family, hum!"

There was a sharp edge in Lin Chen's eyes, and he went to the bathroom calmly to wash off some blood stains on his hands.

Then he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "In my room, there is a dead body. You should immediately find someone to throw him to the door of Rong's house, and clean up the room."

"Yes, Brother Chen!" The other party immediately agreed, without the slightest hesitation, and without asking any unnecessary things, as if this was just a simple instruction.

Lin Chen hung up the phone and checked the time. Only three minutes had passed since he entered the door.

After thinking about it, he changed his clothes, then walked out of the villa again, opened the car door and sat in.

Both Cheng Chuyan and Jiajia didn't know the danger that happened to their house just now, and they were still discussing where to eat with great interest.

"I also called Tiantian just now, but she said that there is still some work to be done at the moment, and she will come when we go to the restaurant first and send her the address." Cheng Chuyan said.

Now there are only three of them in this Mingzhu Lake villa, and Cheng Chutian lives together.

Now that they decided to go out to eat outside, naturally they would not leave Cheng Chutian alone.

"it is good."

Naturally, Lin Chen would not object, so he nodded, started the car, and drove towards the hotel they had discussed.

And at this time, in a villa in the Rong family's manor in Sucheng.

In the spacious and comfortable reception room, there is a hale and hearty old man who is nearly sixty or seventy years old. His head is also bald without a trace of hair, and his complexion is rosy. Except for the graying of his eyebrows and a few deep wrinkles on his forehead In addition, it is almost impossible to tell that this is a person who is nearly seventy years old.

His eyes were slightly closed, only streaks of light flashed through the slits from time to time.

Not far from him, there was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was Rong Jiawei, the father of Rong Liyong from the Rong family.

Holding a small purple clay teapot, he carefully poured a cup of tea into the cup in front of the old man.

"Old Yuan, thanks to your willingness to take action this time, helping our Rong family solve a big disaster. This is the top-quality Huangshan Maofeng that my father has treasured for a long time. Please try it!" Rong Jiawei said respectfully.

The bald old man picked up the teacup, smelled it first, then raised it to his lips and took a sip, then sighed in satisfaction: "As expected of the top grade Huangshan Maofeng, the taste is really good!"

Rong Jiawei is also a person who knows how to look at colors, so he hurriedly said: "My father still has a lot of them. If you drink it and think it's okay, then it's an honor for this tea. I'll pack a few bags and give it to you!"

"Haha, it's easy to say, easy to say." Yuan Lao laughed twice, but accepted it unceremoniously.

Seeing that Yuan Lao accepted the gift, Rong Jiawei was also in a good mood, so he took the opportunity to chat with Yuan Lao: "Yuan Lao, you have also watched the previous video file, what do you think of Lin Chen's skill?" ? Compared with Brother Qian, it should be quite a bit worse, right?"

Mr. Yuan nodded proudly: "That's natural! That kid's use is just a superficial introductory skill. Naturally, it can't be compared with our master and apprentice!"

After speaking, as if he was afraid that Rong Jiawei would not believe it, Mr. Yuan picked up a teacup on the table, squeezed it hard, and crushed a fine white porcelain teacup. Then, he picked up a fragment of the teacup and squeezed it Between the fingers, with a flick of force, the white teacup fragment flashed a stream of light in the air in an instant, and then suddenly hit the door.

"boom!"

The hard walnut wooden door was suddenly pierced with a small transparent hole.

"Wow!"

Rong Jiawei let out an exclamation immediately, it was the first time he saw with his own eyes that someone could use a fragment of a porcelain cup to penetrate a wooden door nearly ten meters away!

The most important thing is that Yuan Lao didn't seem to show any effort at all, just such a casual throw, he had such a great power, not at all worse than the Lin Chen seen in the video!

Seeing the shock and admiration on Rong Jiawei's face, Mr. Yuan couldn't help feeling complacent, but his expression was still calm: "What's the fuss about this? It's just a little superficial martial arts. It's just a beginner's skill, and my apprentice can easily do it!"

After seeing what Yuan Lao did, Rong Jiawei was relieved. He originally thought that the scene where Lin Chen killed his son with a button was already quite powerful and amazing. He didn't expect to hear Yuan Lao's words like this He said, only then did he realize that in the eyes of a top master like Yuan Lao, that move was only an entry-level skill!

It can also be seen from this that the kung fu of Mr. Yuan and his senior has reached the pinnacle, and it is no problem at all to crush that kid Lin Chen!

He was in a happy mood, and he could almost imagine what it would be like when Mr. Yuan's apprentice, Qian Feng, brought back Lin Chen's head after a while.

At that time, he will definitely hold Lin Chen's head and place it in front of his son's mourning hall to pay homage to Rong Liyong's spirit in heaven!

The two sat quietly drinking tea in the reception room, while waiting for Qian Feng to bring back good news.

However, as time passed bit by bit, there was no news from Qian Feng. Rong Jiawei quietly raised his wrist, looked at the time, and found that three hours had passed. It stands to reason that Qian Feng had already It should be back.

"Well...Old Yuan, do you want to call Brother Qian Feng and ask about the situation?" Rong Jiawei couldn't sit still.

Old Yuan's face darkened, showing a displeased expression: "What? Do you suspect that my apprentice doesn't have the ability to take down that Lin Chen?"

"No, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that!" Rong Jiawei hurriedly explained, "I... I just saw that it was getting late, and it was time to prepare dinner at this time, and I had someone prepare a table. Good banquet, just wait for Brother Qian to come back."

"Hmph, if he doesn't come back, why don't we stop eating?" Yuan Lao said angrily.

He used to be a generation of high-class people before, but now his face suddenly darkened, and his whole person's aura turned fierce, which made Rong Jiawei tremble violently.

"Yes, I'm going to get someone to prepare a meal and a banquet!" Rong Jiawei hurried out after finishing speaking. He didn't reach out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead until he had walked a long way, and then quickly ordered people to go down to prepare a banquet. up.

In the reception room, after Rong Jiawei left, Mr. Yuan looked gloomy and called his apprentice Qian Feng.

But the phone was dialed for a long time, but no one answered it.

Yuan Lao's complexion also became ugly.

It's just to deal with a stinky boy. Could it be that Qian Feng really can't handle it?

"Old Yuan, it's not good, something serious happened!"

At this moment, a person suddenly stumbled open the door and rushed in, his face was pale and frightened, it was Rong Jiawei who had just left!

"Yelling, what kind of body is it! Is this the way your Rong family's tutor is?"

Yuan Laozheng was in a bad mood, and when Rong Jiawei suddenly broke in, he couldn't help feeling even worse, and reprimanded him mercilessly.

"It's Brother Qian Feng...Brother Qian..." Rong Jiawei, who was always calm, was so panicked that he couldn't even speak.

"What happened to Qian Feng? Has he come back?" Yuan Lao quickly asked.

Rong Jiawei was about to cry, and stammered, "Qian... Brother Qian, he is dead!"