"Very well, those who know the current affairs are heroes, I really did not misunderstand you."
Leng Shaoyang no longer needs to pretend anymore, and the way he speaks reveals a kind of gloom.
Such a sunny and cheerful boy, now he is filled with a gloomy aura.
Some people say that the brighter the person on the outside, the darker the heart may be.
Leng Xingye didn't believe it before, but now he does.
They all underestimated the youngest brother.
The most inconspicuous person on weekdays, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, finally got a big position.
"But I misread you. I didn't expect you to be so cruel. Tell me, when do you want me to kill him?"
"Right now."
"Now?" Leng Xingye was a little surprised: "Are you sure? Shouldn't he be keeping Leng Yihuang with his life?"
Leng Shaoyang snorted coldly with disdain: "I still have those two immortals in my hand. Even if there is no Leng Junlin, Leng Yihuang has to submit obediently. Besides, do you think I still need to hold Leng Yihuang? I am now Just sit here and wait for the turtle to be caught, Leng Yihuang, before tomorrow night, he will appear here and kneel in front of me."
Leng Xingye looked at the confident smile on his face, and nodded: "You are so confident, you have already thought of a way to deal with him, it seems that I have no choice, okay, the future Mr. President, go watch?"
Leng Shaoyang frowned slightly, looking very happy: "Of course."
Leng Xingye didn't know whether he was happy because he was going to kill Leng Junlin or because he called him.
The two walked slowly to the south building.
It used to represent Leng Yihuang's status in the presidential palace. Anyone, even Yin Xuerui, who wanted to come in, had to send someone to notify in advance, and there would always be guards with expressionless faces at the door.
They don't obey anyone's orders except Leng Yihuang.
But now, the South Tower seems to have become dilapidated in an instant.
Everything inside was smashed.
The entire south building was searched upside down.
Broken glass and porcelain all over the floor.
It was already dark, but the lights in the south building were not turned on. It looked dilapidated, with a hint of gloom and terror.
Because of Leng Shaoyang's arrival, the guards hastily turned on the lights.
Leng Shaoyang looked at the dilapidated south building very comfortably, looked around, but didn't see that little thing: "Where is the person?"
The guards closed the gate before, and they just followed Leng Shaoyang in, so they didn't know.
Some tremblingly said: "It should be upstairs."
They have already searched the South Tower. There are no tunnels or secret doors here, so they are not worried that Leng Junlin will run around.
Because they knew Leng Shaoyang's thoughts, they were able to turn off the electric switch, close the gate, and deliberately left a five-year-old child in the dark and empty villa.
They went upstairs and did not see Leng Junlin in the children's room, but found him in the master bedroom.
The little man was lying on the bed, holding Lin Xiaomi's pillow in his arms, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, Huo sat up suddenly, his eyes full of horror.
Leng Shaoyang didn't see any tears on his face, and felt a little bored.
He stretched out his hand, and the guard behind him handed over the gun, and he handed it over to Leng Xingye: "It's up to you."
Leng Xingye took the pistol, played with it in his hand, and pointed the gun at Leng Junlin on the bed.
Leng Junlin's heart shrank suddenly, the little man was trembling with fright, but he looked at them stubbornly and refused to beg for mercy.
The facial features carved out of almost the same mold as Leng Yihuang's had the same stubborn expression.
"When my dad comes back, he won't let you go!" the little guy said loudly.
"Really? Unfortunately, you have no chance to see it." Leng Xingye took a step forward, walked to the bedside, put the muzzle of the gun on Leng Junlin's head, the little guy stared at him, his big eyes were full of tears, but that expression But it seemed like he was going to eat him.
"A kid doesn't look like a kid, he can't even cry, he's just as annoying as your damn father!" Leng Shaoyang lost his patience and looked at Leng Xingye and said, "Why, can't bear it?"
Leng Xingye did not deny it: "Yeah, after all, he is also called my second uncle, and he is still so young, but who told him that he would not be reincarnated, and became Leng Yihuang's son. In order to save my life, I had to sacrifice him."
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Leng Shaoyang and shrugged helplessly.
Leng Shaoyang nodded and agreed with his words very much: "That's right, who called him Leng Yihuang's son."
Leng Xingye loaded the gun and slowly put his index finger on the trigger.
Leng Shaoyang looked at him without blinking. This was also his test for Leng Xingye. In fact, there were no bullets in the gun. He just wanted to see if Leng Xingye was really on his side.
The two guards following behind had already touched the guns at their waists calmly. They had already received an order. As long as Leng Xingye acted rashly, they would immediately take him down.
"Alas!" Leng Xingye sighed suddenly, and the gun twirled in his hand: "It's really boring. In my lifetime, I won't see Leng Yihuang, an annoying bastard, cry. I thought I could see his son begging for mercy, but... What you said is really boring."
Leng Shaoyang looked at him indifferently: "Why can't you do it?"
"No, it's just that I suddenly thought that you can't use a gun to kill him, otherwise this matter will be found out in the future, and there is no way to explain it to those old officials."
As he spoke, he grabbed Leng Junlin by the collar and lifted him up.
Leng Junlin was very uncomfortable being strangled by the neck. He kept kicking his feet, and stared at Leng Xingye fiercely: "You let me go! Let me go!"
Leng Xingye looked at Leng Shaoyang and said, "I have a safer way to kill him, and I guarantee you will find it more interesting."
"Oh? What's that?"
Leng Xingye carried Leng Junlin and led them all the way to the water prison underground in the south building.
Ah Xing was imprisoned in that place. He had already suffered a round of torture, and was thrown into a cell covered in blood.
"Let go of me! You bastards! When my father comes back, he will definitely want you to look good! At that time, he will use you as a target to practice marksmanship."
The cells here are a bit similar to the ancient prison cells, one by one separated by wood, Ah Xing fell on the concrete floor, and suddenly heard Leng Junlin's voice.
He opened his eyes weakly, and saw them walking in with Leng Junlin in their hands. The little man was being held by his hands, his face was flushed very red, and he was obviously very uncomfortable.
Ah Xing suddenly raised his heart, and the man who had been tortured without a sound got up from the ground in a panic: "What are you doing! He is just a child, you bastards!"
"Young master, don't be afraid, I'll get you out right away!" Ah Xing seemed to be crazy, kicking hard against the wooden railing of the cell, not to mention that he was covered in blood, even if he wasn't hurt at all, he didn't have any injuries. The way to get out of here is by manpower.