Text Chapter 1650: Silencing Witnesses

After saying that, he pulled a piece of paper from the desk, dipped his pen in the ink, tilted his head, obviously distracted, and was obviously thinking about the painting again.

Xue Linglong stared at him for a while, with a somewhat complicated expression. She sighed softly, turned around, picked up the paintings that she had thrown on the ground, sorted them out, and put them on the desk. Looking again, I found that Xu Tangran still hadn't started writing. He stopped talking for a while, and finally asked tentatively: "I heard that the Queen is pregnant."

Xu Tangran said casually, "The Emperor of Heaven has given amnesty to the whole world, how can it be false?" He quickly realized that something was wrong. This was obviously nonsense. How could anyone doubt this now? He looked up and teased: "Madam, you seem to There’s something in the words! What do you need to hide in front of me?”

Xue Linglong rolled her eyes at him, then walked to the other side, holding up her sleeves and studying ink, "I heard that Master Niu's situation is not good. The Queen's heir has been established, which means that the cooperative relationship between the Kou family and the Xiahou family is over. Xinyi Pavilion will no longer provide shelter for Master Niu, right? "

Xu Tangran looked at her silently and asked: "So what if it is, what if it is not?"

Xue Linglong asked, "Isn't Master Niu's situation very dangerous?"

Xu Tangran smiled slightly, lowered his head to write, and sketched flowers and plants at random, "Isn't it that you are worried about Mr. Niu, but that we will be implicated?"

Xue Linglong said: "Are you not worried at all?"

Xu Tangran kept busy, "Is it useful to worry about some things? Madam, I know what you want to say, and you have already known my attitude. I don't think I need to say more. In short, I believe that you can get through this."

Xue Linglong said with a worried look: "But this time is really different from before. The person who takes action is not something that Master Niu can resist."

Xu Tangran: "Isn't there still the Kou family?"

Xue Linglong: "But I heard that Master Niu has reached this point, and the Kou family also wants to give up. Don't you think about the way out at all?"

"The way out?" Xu Tangran paused heavily in his writing, slowly turned his head to look at her, and said coldly: "The Kou family has sent so many people to protect you, but you can't hide it from a woman like you. Where did you hear that the Kou family wants to protect you?" Give up the adults?"

Xue Linglong bit her lip, "But these people sent here are not real masters. It seems that these people can't stop the big guys in heaven."

Xu Tangran said coldly: "Answer me, where did you hear that the Kou family wanted to give up on you? Don't say it was your own judgment!"

Xue Linglong lowered her head and hesitated and struggled for a long time. Xu Tangran looked at her silently and said nothing. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely depressing.

"Someone outside has contacted me. I am willing to give you a chance to choose again, but the premise is that you will make a contribution and show your stance." Xue Linglong whispered.

Xu Tangran narrowed his eyes and said, "You want me to cooperate with them to attack the adults, right?"

Xue Linglong raised her head in shock, "How do you know?"

Xu Tangran let go of his hand, and the pen on the paper fell down. He said expressionlessly: "At this time, here and under this situation. For some people, does Xu have any other value besides this value?" ?”

Xue Linglong sighed softly: "Why do you have to belittle yourself? You are actually capable."

Xu Tangran stood up straight with his hands behind his hands, "Tell me, who contacted you?"

Xue Linglong shook her head: "I don't know either, but the other party hinted at a very high level."

Xu Tangran squinted and said, "You don't even know who he is, so you dare to come here to be a lobbyist?"

Xue Linglong: "The other party said that as long as you agree, he can interview you, and he will let you know his identity when the time comes. At the same time, it will also give you a guarantee to avoid worries, so that you will not be afraid of the other party burning bridges."

"When did I meet you?"

"yesterday"

"What? Are you telling me what happened yesterday?"

"I accompanied Mrs. Feihong, and you accompanied me to Dizang Temple again."

"Stupid!" Xu Tangran scolded her for a rare occasion. With a dark face, he walked out of the long case and wandered around. He was silent for a long time. Finally, his steps were steady and he said with a cold expression: "I will decide the meeting place. Help me make an appointment with him."

The lights of the ghost market outside the window are like stars in the night. This place is always immersed in darkness, never seeing the light of day, and the bright lights seem to last forever.

There are several pots of fluorescent flowers in front of the window, which are slightly fragrant. Lin Pingping and Fei Hong, who were making tea by the tea stove, were whispering and laughing to each other, and they didn't know what they were secretly discussing.

Glancing at Miao Yi, who stood with his hands behind his hands and stared at the "Picture of Demons Wrecked" in silence for a long time, Feihong realized that Miao Yi seemed to be thinking about something, and immediately raised an index finger in front of her delicate lips and pointed at Lin Pingping. Make a silent reminder.

Lin Pingping glanced at Miao Yi. He seemed to realize that his snickering just now was a little too loud, so he raised his hand to cover his mouth.

In response to her reaction, Feihong's lips curved into a soft smile, and she took the boiling hot tea and poured it out herself, looking calm and content. Since Yun Zhiqiu took Qian'er and Xue'er away together, she has not looked for a maid again. She likes to serve Miao Yi herself and does not want to use others' hands, because she enjoys her current living situation and cherishes being with Miao Yi. Every day, perhaps because of the fear of losing, I cherish it more.

As a result, Lin Pingping became her constant companion.

At this time, Lin Pingping looked at the person walking in from the door with slight surprise. It was none other than her husband Yang Zhaoqing. The reason why she was surprised was because Yang Zhaoqing barged in directly without saying hello. There were still female relatives here. She watched Yang Zhaoqing walk quickly towards the inner room, not knowing what he was whispering next to Miao Yi.

The two women looked at each other and realized that these men must be plotting something together. They consciously turned their heads and focused on the matter in front of them, ignoring things that they shouldn't peep at.

Yang Zhaoqing didn't say anything, and only said to Miao Yi, "Sir, he has gone out to meet."

Miao Yi's cheeks tensed up as he stared at the picture of the demon wreaking havoc, and he seemed to grit his teeth hard. He slowly closed his eyes and said feebly, "It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and my strong-willed melons are not sweet. Go ahead!"

Yang Zhaoqing lowered his head, turned quickly and walked away quickly. Feihong and Lin Pingping glanced at his figure as he went out, and then secretly glanced at Miao Yi, who had been standing in front of the painting with his eyes closed for a long time without saying a word. He was obviously in a low mood and didn't know what was going on. What's the matter? It's inconvenient to send the tea brewed in front of me.

The ghost market is prosperous, the streets are bustling with people, and no one shows their true face as people come and go. It is unclear whether the true face or the human heart is hidden under the masks.

Yang Zhaoqing, who followed the two men, also went to a restaurant and entered a private room. There were also two people waiting inside. When Yang Zhaoqing arrived, they all bowed and bowed.

Yang Zhaoqing walked directly to the half-opened window and peered out as hidden as possible. A person next to him pointed to a flower boat that was gradually going away on the underground lake. "The target got on that boat. I don't know where to go. The manpower here We're ready. Sir, who are we going to deal with?"

Yang Zhaoqing said coldly: "Don't ask so many questions, inform the person I arranged to meet."

"Yes!" The people around him immediately found out where the star bell was connected to.

Soon, a small boat came out of the lake not far away and quickly caught up with the flower boat. A person was faintly seen jumping onto the flower boat from the small boat.

In the private room, four men stood in the four corners with their hands down. Yang Zhaoqing, who was sitting at the table, raised his glass and drank slowly. He could not see the joy, anger, sorrow and joy under the mask, only his eyes were cold...

After drinking a bottle of wine, Yang Zhaoqing seemed to realize something, tilted his head and asked: "You haven't responded yet?"

The man before immediately took out the star bell again, and after a while he said in shock: "Can't contact me."

Snapped! Yang Zhaoqing clapped his glass and said, "Immediately order someone to take a look."

The flower boat was still swimming leisurely in the lake. The boatman who was driving the boat was suddenly startled when he saw a figure flying over, breaking through the window and getting into the boat building.

Immediately, several flower boat operators rushed to the boat building, opened the door to check what was going on, and saw one person falling to the ground and another person standing at the table.

The man standing waved and showed the token of the Ghost City's main town hall to the intruders, but his eyes were fixed on the man who was lying on the ground bleeding, and he took out the star bell with his other hand.

Soon, a group of people flew over and strode in. When Yang Zhaoqing saw that the man who was lying on the ground bleeding had a black face, which was obviously a sign of poisoning, he was a little dumbfounded. He turned around and asked: "There is one more person." individually?"

"It's convenient to go downstairs. I've been there for a while," the flower boat proprietress said weakly.

Yang Zhaoqing quickly went downstairs and kicked open the door of the latrine. It was empty. There was no sign of anyone anywhere, but the two pedals at the excretion port had been opened. Yang Zhaoqing stepped forward and looked at the hole at the bottom of the boat where the water passed. It was just big enough for a person to get in. The dirt-covered walls clearly had scratch marks, and people had obviously slipped away from here.

No wonder no one could be found on the boat, and there were people on the boats passing by who were watching and no one was seen jumping out. There was no impact on the boat caused by breaking the bottom of the boat. The feelings escaped from the water.

The scene in front of him made Yang Zhaoqing dumbfounded. That guy was really capable. He could do anything. He could actually get into such a dirty place.

In the main town hall of Ghost City, the first thing Xu Tangran did after arriving was to soak in the fragrant soup. He folded a soaked hot towel into a long square and patted it on his forehead. He leaned against the pool with his head raised and his eyes closed to relax.

After taking off her long skirt, Xue Linglong was left in only her underwear, and her graceful figure was soaked in the hot water. She took another towel and soaked it in water to help him wipe his body. After watching his reaction for a while, she could not tell whether he was happy, angry or sad. Then he sent a message and asked, "How was the discussion?"

Xu Tangran said gloomily: "It doesn't matter, just kill him directly."

"Ah!" Xue Linglong paused and said in surprise: "You killed him? Even if you want to show your loyalty to the adults, you can tell the adults what happened. Why do you have to offend the people behind the scenes?"

Snapped! Xu Tangran wiped the square towel on his forehead and threw it into the water. Huo Ran opened his eyes and stared at her, "It's not a good thing you did. You didn't contact me immediately when you encountered such a thing. Instead, you didn't let me know until the next day. You How can I confess to you? Why should I confess it the next day? Is it because I am hesitant about agreeing or not? What do you think when you hear this? What can I say to you? All I can do is kill him and get the things, so that there is no evidence to prove the matter, so as not to be blackmailed later!" With a clang, he turned his hand and threw the star bell by the pool. (To be continued.)

When the ground comes down and the clouds come down, come to the pavilion and you can get the view.]