Xiao Zheng had guessed it!
Just like what Princess Ling La had said, Xiao Zheng must have guessed it!
Who was the mastermind?
Who wanted to kill Xiao Zheng so badly?
And who was it? Who had such great power to make the whole thing so flawless?
The answer was obvious!
Chang Yishan, who was known as the prodigy of the capital!
This once stunning genius, the outstanding young master who attracted attention wherever he went!
Who else could it be other than him?
In the competition with Xiao Zheng, Chang Yishan's patience was slowly worn out. His behavior was also becoming more and more extreme. Even his good brother Guo Zhendong could not understand.
If God wants to destroy someone, he must first make him crazy!
Chang Yishan, whose patience had been worn out by Xiao Zheng and whose pride had been crushed by Lin Laoyao. He seemed to be going further and further …
"I really didn't expect it."
Guo Zhendong took a sip of beer and comfortably nestled on the sofa. He muttered, "The White City Gang led by Bai Wushuang couldn't beat Xiao Zheng. And they were slapped in the face hard. This guy's game method is getting more and more clever. "
After a pause, he glanced at Chang Yishan, who was frying steak in the open kitchen. "I heard that the Lin family also made a move. Do you know? "
"Yes." Chang Yishan nodded lightly and smiled. "How well done?"
"Every time I come here, I eat this tasteless steak. Can you make a hot pot next time? "Guo Zhendong said grumpily.
"Okay." Chang Yishan smiled. "This is the last western meal. I'll eat Chinese food in the future. "
Guo Zhendong snapped his fingers and gulped down half a bottle of beer. He sat at the table and waited for the steak like a master.
Speaking of which, in addition to preparing the steak, Chang Yishan also made a vegetable salad. He even fried a small portion of pasta. There was enough red wine. No matter how you looked at it, it was a high-scale treatment. It was just not in line with Guo Zhendong's taste.
Guo Zhendong stayed in the military camp all year round. He ate a big pot of rice, but it was serious Chinese food. Every meal consisted of eight dishes and one soup. Eating with a bunch of comrades. Although it was clearly stated that they were not allowed to drink. However, Guo Zhendong had a military background and was an elite among elites. He was treated like a treasure by all the military regions. As long as it didn't affect his work, no one would care if he drank a little.
There would be special treatment in any field.
Eating the steak cooked by Chang Yishan himself, Guo Zhendong said, "This is not good. It seemed that ever since Lin Laoyao changed his attitude, he and Xiao Zheng had become much closer. This time, he even intervened in the wrestling of Xiao Zheng's White City Gang. "
"It was Lin Xiaozhu who intervened." Chang Yishan untied his apron and sat opposite Guo Zhendong. "Little Builder Lin's direct superior is Tang Qingshan. They would have full control over the Internet. There's no need to report to Lin Chaotian. "
After a pause, Chang Yishan took a sip of red wine and said, "In addition, Lin's Internet has a deep cooperation with Xin Ao's Phantom series. It's reasonable for them to pull each other. "
Hearing that, Guo Zhendong thought deeply and said, "From what you said, it seems that it really has nothing to do with Lin Laoyao."
Chang Yishan pursed his lips and smiled, asking, "How does the steak taste?"
"Not bad." Guo Zhendong curled his lips. "At least I know that you treat me to hard food. It's not cheap. "
Chang Yishan chuckled and shook his head.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Guo Zhendong threw his body onto the soft sofa. He lit a cigarette and said, "Old Chang. I want to remind you. "
"Go ahead." Chang Yishan began to clean up the dishes.
Because it was western food, it was not a big deal.
Guo Zhendong spat out a mouthful of smoke and said with a serious look, "You are a businessman, so do your business. Be it mergers or business wars. Don't make those messy moths. I'm better at this than you are. I also have a military identity as a cover. Even if one day the truth is revealed, it's better than getting away. Do you understand? "
Hearing that, Chang Yishan looked back at Guo Zhendong. "Do you want Uncle Guo to shoot me?"
"Hey." Guo Zhendong jumped up from the sofa and raised his eyebrows. "I don't make as much money as you. But in this aspect, you are really not as professional as me. "
"I'm sleepy."
Guo Zhendong shook his head and said, "Let me borrow your bedroom to sleep for a while."
"Didn't I prepare a guest room for you?" Chang Yishan asked.
"Doesn't this show that we are very close? Hahaha. "Guo Zhendong laughed and went straight into Chang Yishan's bedroom.
Guo Zhendong slept while Chang Yishan cleaned the dining room. Then, he poured himself a glass of red wine. He sat in the living room and watched TV.
Not long after, someone knocked on the door. He did not ring the doorbell.
Chang Yishan got up and opened the door. Then, he sat back on the sofa. The person behind him was none other than Mu Qingsong.
"Everything's been investigated," Mu Qingsong said without any reason. "The Emperor is in critical condition. The battle has begun. "
Chang Yishan nodded and fell into deep thought.
"Not getting involved?" Mu Qingsong asked.
For the past ten years, he has always been by Chang Yishan's side. He may not have the business acumen of Chang Yishan. But as a Combatant with the confidence to become the creator of the Eight Greats, how stupid could he be?
"It's too late to get involved," Chang Yishan squinted his eyes. "The outcome has been decided. Now, we just have to wait for the outcome. "
"Who do you think will win?" Mu Qingsong asked.
"Ling Lai," Chang Yishan said casually. "That woman is unfathomable. Her ability to endure is extraordinary. And, according to your evaluation, she has even become one of the strongest Combatants — — "
"That was an accident," Mu Qingsong said. "I didn't expect her to hide her strength."
"Let's not talk about this anymore," Chang Yishan shook his head and said. "How's your adjustment recently?"
"Anytime." Mu Qingsong nodded lightly with a cold look in his eyes.
"I'll help you set up the situation," Chang Yishan said slowly. "Let him face you in his worst state."
Mu Qingsong frowned slightly.
"No other meaning," Chang Yishan said casually. "I don't need you to fight a fair fight. First, I want to protect you, and second, I want everything to develop according to my plan. If you want a fair fight, Bai Wuxia is a good opponent. "
Mu Qingsong let out a breath of turbid air. "I know."
After following Chang Yishan for ten years, under his influence, he also learned to distinguish the severity of the situation, and not be like a reckless man who mindlessly challenged others.
In the past, it was because of his many crazy challenges that caused him to have countless enemies. He couldn't gain a foothold in Hua Xia.
"After this is done, you can go back to New York," Chang Yishan said word by word. "The things I left over there are all yours."
If it was in the past, Mu Qingsong would have sternly refused.
But now, he didn't. He wouldn't.
He knew how great the things that Chang Yishan gave him were. He also knew that with these things, even if he was paralyzed in bed, it would be enough for him to eat for ten lifetimes.
Money?
Power?
After living for more than forty years, Mu Qingsong had never been so eager for power and wealth.
And these things were really useful.
Most of the time, it gave him a more sense of accomplishment and satisfaction than a heaven-defying force.
"When?" Mu Qingsong asked.
"I'll decide the time." Chang Yishan slowly stood up. "Didn't you say that when a person's mind is in a mess and his emotions fluctuate violently, his strength will also be greatly reduced?"
Mu Qingsong nodded heavily. "If he's in a mess, he will definitely lose!"
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