Yan Zhenting appeared in front of everyone in a wheelchair. Yan Zhenfeng, who was not mentally prepared, was stunned.
"You, how did you …?" He was at a loss for words. Surprise was written on his face. It was obvious that he was really surprised.
"Hmph!" Yan Zhenting snorted and helped him finish his sentence. "Big brother, you want to ask why I'm still alive, right?"
Hearing such a rhetorical question, Yan Zhenfeng's astonished expression quickly disappeared. "Third brother, you must be joking. I was just surprised."
No wonder the three killers sent out were still missing. As expected, they failed again. Yan Zhenfeng did not expect him to come back alive.
Something must have happened that he did not know. Yan Zhenfeng looked at his father, who was sitting next to him and drinking tea calmly.
It turned out that his father did not believe him. While he asked him to find the killers, he secretly sent someone to find Yan Zhenting in advance. This was the only explanation he could think of.
"I've been thinking these days on the island. If I can come back alive, I must come here in person. Big brother, why do you want to kill me?"
Yan Zhenting's sudden question made him react strongly. "Third brother, what are you talking about? When did I want to kill you?"
"Oh, so it's not big brother." He sneered and glanced at the others in the room. "I also don't think big brother would do such a thing."
"If it's not big brother, who could it be? I'll have to interrogate that killer later. "
His words caused Yan Zhenfeng to feel extremely uncomfortable. His fingers tightened slightly. The assassin he sent had fallen into his hands?
The atmosphere became gloomy as they talked. Even from far away, they could feel the biting cold murderous intent.
Yan Zhenfeng looked on coldly. He could not tell if it was true or not. Lisa Li lowered her head and sneered. Second brother and his wife did not care.
"Everyone has worked hard these days. You have been running around for my shares." Yan Zhenting suddenly changed the topic with a warning. "Since I'm back, you don't have to worry about me."
"Hmph!" Yan Zhenfeng snorted. When he turned around and was about to leave, Yan Zhenting suddenly chased after him. "You should return my woman to me."
The only reason he hadn't openly offended him earlier was because he knew that Assistant Lin was still in his hands.
If they really pushed him to the brink of desperation, Assistant Lin's life might be in danger. That was why Yan Zhenting had been holding back.
After Yan Zhenfeng's footsteps paused for a moment, he left the villa with a dark face without saying anything.
Once he got into the car, he was on the verge of exploding with rage. "What a bunch of trash! So many people, yet they can't even kill one Yan Zhenting."
Acheng thought for a long time. "Young Master, don't you think there's something wrong with this Yan Zhenting?"
"What do you mean?" He turned to look at Acheng. "You mean to say that he was lucky to escape once, but he escaped twice because he had a backup plan?"
Acheng nodded. They had planned so carefully both times. The top assassin in his previous life, and the assassination on an isolated island.
How could someone escape the fate of being killed twice in a row? The only explanation was, "His leg was not broken at all."
There were too many suspicious points about this Yan Zhenting. If he didn't have the help of a god, then he must have some unspeakable secret.
The only person who knew his secret was Lin Moyan. Yan Zhenfeng was suddenly enlightened. "Hmph, no wonder he was in such a hurry to get his assistant back."
He and Acheng exchanged glances. Their eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent.
"Creak!"
The door of the basement was opened. Two men came down from above and dragged Lin Moyan to Yan Zhenfeng.
After being locked in the dark basement for two days, Yan Zhenfeng suddenly came to see him. Assistant Lin subconsciously felt something.
"Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed. "It seems like my young master is safe and sound."
If he had really killed his Young Master, he would have been showing off and complacent as soon as he saw him. But now, although he looked calm, Lin Zhenfeng felt a sense of gloominess and frustration.
This guy was really quite smart. He had realized that Yan Zhenting was fine so quickly. No wonder he was Yan Zhenfeng's man.
Yan Zhenfeng stared at Lin Moyan. "You're so good at reading people. Guess what I'm going to do next?"
His Young Master had returned safely, but he didn't intend to let him go. Naturally, he didn't ask him to come here to make him angry.
Lin Moyan's smile froze. It seemed that someone was going to vent his anger on him today.
"I'm a very reasonable person. If you answer my question obediently, I'll let you go. How about it?"
Yan Zhenfeng got up and walked to him. "In fact, the question is very simple. Tell me, is your Young Master's leg really broken?"
The corner of Lin Moyan's eyes twitched. He looked away from him. "My Young Master's leg has been broken for more than a year. He has been recuperating. Don't you know that already?"
If he wanted to hear such an answer, he wouldn't have asked such a question. He didn't want to dwell on it.
"Well, let me ask you again. Who is helping him behind the scenes?" Yan Zhenfeng stared at Lin Moyan sharply.
Last time in the hotel, if it hadn't been for the Young Madam, his Young Master would have been in danger. This time, it should be the Young Madam's reason.
He couldn't tell him that Yan Zhenting pretended to be disabled, nor could he expose the identity of the Young Madam. So he could only keep silent. "Who is it? I don't know."
He knew that Lin Moyan wouldn't answer his question obediently. In this case, there must be other ways waiting for him.
"Acheng, I'll leave him to you!" Yan Zhenfeng didn't want to waste his breath and directly asked Acheng to take care of him.
"Yes!" Ah-Cheng nodded. Two of his men then escorted Lin Moyan out of the study. What awaited him next was naturally not Yan Shan, flowers, and fine wine.
Yan Zhenting returned home at this time. A whole day had passed, but he still didn't see Assistant Lin come back.
He had a bad feeling in his heart. It seemed that someone didn't want to return Assistant Lin to him at all. Sure enough, his attitude before was too kind.
Since he didn't want to return Assistant Lin, he could go and bring him back himself. However, if he exposed himself at this time and failed, Assistant Lin might be in danger.
After thinking about it repeatedly, Yan Zhenting got up and walked to the bookshelf in the study. He reached out and touched a button under the bookshelf.
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