Pearl Suburb. It was a two-story bungalow. The house was as dark as ink, except for a weak candlelight swaying in a bedroom on the second floor. It was as dark as hell. No one dared to approach.
At nine o 'clock in the evening, two cars slowly drove from the east and west and stopped in front of the bungalow. Then, a middle-aged man got out of the car from the east. He was dressed in a well-ironed suit and shiny leather shoes, like a social elite. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge highlighted his extraordinary temperament of gentleness and elegance.
This person was the second son of the Zhao family, Li Mubai, the military advisor of the Zhao family who was extremely favored by Zhao Siye. He was also the only adopted son of the Zhao family who had not had a direct conflict with Xiao Zheng.
Speaking of which, the first night after Zhao Qingyun returned to the country, he fought with Xiao Zheng at Zhao Siye's birthday banquet and was publicly defeated by Xiao Zheng. It could be said that he had lost all his face and spirit. After that, he never appeared in the public eye again. He just accompanied Zhao Siye to eat and drink tea every day, living an unrestrained but somewhat old-fashioned and boring life.
And the eldest son of the Zhao family, Chen Chong, also had a direct conflict with Xiao Zheng by chance and was seriously injured by Xiao Zheng. He was hospitalized and had not been discharged until now. And even if he recovered, there would probably be sequelae. After all, Xiao Zheng had already shown mercy by not beating him to death.
Other than the third son of the Zhao family who died early, only Li Mubai could still live in peace with Xiao Zheng on the surface. Only he understood that making things difficult for Xiao Zheng in front of Zhao Siye would not end well.
Who told the old man to like Xiao Zheng? Who told the old man to choose him as the heir?
Li Mubai's eyes flashed with a trace of resentment and even malice!
Why did the old man choose Xiao Zheng to be the heir of the Zhao family? What was so good about Xiao Zheng? In terms of martial arts, he did have some good points, but did he rely on martial arts to control the overall situation? He relied on his wisdom!
Li Mubai had risked his life for the Zhao Clan for many years. As early as five years ago, his hair had already turned white. Now, he had to dye his hair every once in a while. Otherwise, the white hair that had invaded most of his head would come whistling back like bamboo shoots after the rain.
Bang!
Li Mubai was expressionless, but he slammed the door to vent his anger.
When he got out of the car and walked to the front door of the bungalow, his eyes slowly fell on the car that was hidden in the darkness. The car that had arrived at the bungalow at the same time as him.
Li Mubai knew that he would be the one to appear this time. The other party would definitely not appear in such an occasion. It also didn't match his identity and position.
Creak.
Li Mubai pushed open the door of the villa, only to feel a cold and rotten smell hit his face, as if it wanted to freeze him in this hot summer. A chill that came from the bottom of one's heart.
The room was dark, but Li Mubai did not ask to turn on the lights. He knew that the people living in the villa were a group of men who were used to the dark and didn't yearn for the light. As a guest, he didn't need the host to accommodate him. As long as he asked, the other party would definitely turn on the lights for him.
This was the main reason why Li Mubai could have a place in the Zhao Clan, which was full of talents. He was smart enough to think from the perspective of others, even in the end, all his calculations served his own interests. But in the eyes of many people, he was still a good man of the Zhao Clan. The only existence that was not so gangster.
He slowly went up to the second floor and walked to the only room with light by the faint candlelight. He didn't knock on the door because the owner of the room didn't close the door, which meant that he was welcome. But when he entered the room, he couldn't help but be shocked by the arrangement in the room.
Two candles in the room were placed on a temporary altar, on which there were incense offerings, chickens and ducks, and a black and white photo. A tall and straight young man with a buzz cut was staring at the photo calmly, his face cold and grim. He exuded a strong sense of oppression.
Li Mubai didn't know the person in the photo, but he believed that the young man had a great relationship with the man in the photo, otherwise he wouldn't have offered a photo and incense in this temporary residence.
"He is my younger brother."
The young man stared at the photo without squinting and said calmly, "My only younger brother."
Li Mubai was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why this young man, who was famous in the industry, would say these things that had nothing to do with the task.
"How did he die?" As a courtesy, Li Mubai asked with concern.
"He was killed by Xiao Zheng." A sharp light flashed in the young man's eyes. "His throat was cut brutally."
"When did this happen?" Li Mubai asked in surprise.
He remembered that there was a kidnapping case in Xin Ao before. The criminal was shot dead on the spot because he failed in his attempt to murder. Could it be that the murderer was Xiao Zheng?
"Just a few days ago." The young man lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. "He should have gone abroad with me. Even if he did nothing, he wouldn't have such a short life."
"Why didn't he leave with you?" Li Mubai asked.
"He liked power. He liked it since he was a child. He didn't want to wander around with me and live a precarious life. He yearned for a luxurious life and wanted to rely on his own efforts to become a successful and respected person. "The young man puffed out a thick smoke and said calmly. "But he didn't know that everyone's life was already predestined. He was an expert in some aspects, a master. But in other aspects, he may not even be as good as a rookie. "
"That's why he was killed." The young man put out the cigarette.
"That's why you wanted to kill Xiao Zheng?" Li Mubai asked.
"What else? For your one million US dollars? "The young man slowly turned around, his light gray eyes emotionless. "In many countries, my reward for a mission is five million."
Li Mubai said with shame, "Maybe in Mingzhu, we haven't regulated the market yet."
The young man didn't say much. He just slowly walked to the sofa and sat down with a calm face. "Is everything arranged?"
"Yes. We will act tonight. We will fully cooperate. "Li Mubai said in detail. "After the mission is completed, we will send you away overnight. There won't be any worries. "
"It seems that you don't understand our line of work." The young man shook his head and said indifferently. "Before the mission is completed, we never consider a way out."
"Why?" Li Mubai was a man who did things in an orderly manner. As the military advisor of the Zhao family, he had long been used to calculating all the possibilities and making corresponding measures.
"If there is a way out, you don't dare to rush forward. Only in a desperate situation could a person unleash their greatest potential. Only by cutting off the way out can we kill our way out. This is what I learned in the army. It is also the core idea of doing missions over the years. "The young man said lightly.
Li Mubai nodded and agreed. "This is a good idea. Maybe I will use it in the future."
"It will definitely be useful." The young man said slowly. "Maybe it will be useful soon."
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