The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 684 The Unlucky Child
Chapter 680 Five Unlucky Children
The next morning, Longdu Horse Club, hunting area.

After a burst of gunshots, Wang Qiaochu led his men out of the woods, with dozens of hares, pheasants, lambs and sika deer hanging on their horses.

Although Wang Qiaochu didn't know how to eat these things, the group of people all looked satisfied.

Seeing a sika deer whose head was blown off by him, Wang Qiaochu felt even more delighted.

Being suppressed by Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue for so many days, his life is not difficult, but he is walking on thin ice, and he has long held his breath in his heart.

Now venting through hunting, he feels much better, but his eyesight soon became sharp again.

He saw Lin Qihai.

Half an hour later, in the VIP room of the racecourse, Wang Qiaochu, who had changed into another outfit, waved a few female companions out, and then picked up a cigar.

"Young Master Wang, the Ghost Assassin has missed."

Lin Qihai hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward to report.

Wang Qiaochu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the flame of the cigar became vigorous, but he quickly regained his composure:
"How did it fail?"

Having experienced many storms and waves, he knows that the more difficult the time is, the more calm he must be, otherwise he will only lose more if he loses his position.

"The Ghost Assassin defeated Cai's guards, and also killed two masters, Cai Baipao and Ghost Hand."

Lin Qihai informed Wang Qiaochu of the collected information: "He also rushed into the hall of Cai's house and knocked down Shadow and Cai Lingzhi."

"It's just that when he was about to kill Cai Ling, Ye Fan suddenly attacked the ghost assassin from behind."

"The Ghost Assassin was caught off guard and was finally killed by Ye Fan."

"But they should have no evidence of our instigation."

"The number I used to contact Phantom Assassin was also from abroad, and I immediately destroyed it so as not to give the other party any clues."

He reported word by word, trying his best to keep his tone calm, but there was still a killing intent flowing.

The Ghost Assassin was his elder brother's close friend, and now that Ye Fan killed him, his heart was full of anger and murderous intent.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, Ye Fan again..."

Wang Qiaochu was in a gentle mood, and when he heard the word Ye Fan burst out instantly, he kicked over the coffee table in front of him:

"Damn it, you've done bad things to me twice and three times, and you've pushed me to this point, does he really think he's the big brother Longdu?"

"It really touched my bottom line, so I rushed directly to Jin Zhilin and killed him."

He almost tried to grab the firearm under the seat again.

Lin Qihai quickly grabbed his hand: "Young Master Wang, calm down, once you shoot, you will easily be made a big fuss by reporters."

"As long as Ye Fan dies, as long as he dies, I will be in the headlines last week, and I will be imprisoned for three months, and I will admit it."

Wang Qiaochu's chest kept rising and falling, his eyes flickered with a cold light, he was full of hatred for Ye Fan, and he felt aggrieved.

He didn't understand why Ye Fan couldn't step on it?And he ruined a lot of good things, forcing him to the point of being in a mess.

"Wang Shao, anger can't solve the problem."

Lin Qihai tried to calm down his emotions, and then lowered his voice to advise:
"Cai Lingzhi survived now, which is not good for us. She used to be concerned about our strength. Now that the gate of hell is closed, it is hard to guarantee that she will die."

"If she collects some shady things about us and exposes them, I'm afraid it will make us more passive."

"If we can't continue to kill her, we must quickly find a countermeasure."

Although the Cai family's force value is not good, but their intelligence capabilities are top-notch. If they break their bottom line and investigate the Wang family, I'm afraid Wang Qiaochu will have a headache.

"The Cai family suffered heavy casualties, even Cai Baipao and Guishou died. If there is no evidence to prove that we instigated it, then it is Cai Lingzhi's dereliction of duty."

Wang Qiaochu leaned back on the sofa and took a puff of his cigar:
"Call Xiong Zi and ask him to take the Cai family to attack Cai Lingzhi and accuse her of killing many people."

"Let the family members of the dead guards jointly file a lawsuit and make the Cai family pay billions."

"Anyway, it's up to you to make the Cai family suffer."

He issued an order: "She is not qualified enough to retaliate against the Wang family."

Lin Qihai nodded slightly: "Understood."

"Also, I don't want to see Ye Fan again."

Wang Qiaochu's gaze became colder: "Get rid of him at all costs, and by whatever means. Of course, don't drag us into trouble."

Lin Qihai hesitated: "Okay, I will contact overseas mercenaries."

"Need not!"

Wang Qiaochu picked up a pen and paper and swished an address: "Go here and tell her, it's time to return my favor."

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Lin Qihai drove around several times, and finally stopped at Shibei Village in Wuxuan District.

This is the largest urban village in Longdu, where 10,000+ migrant workers live, and the houses are also scattered.

Lin Qihai walked for an hour before walking from the parking lot to the innermost alley of Shibei Village.

Compared with the busy streets outside, this alley at the back is almost invisible, and it looks more deserted than the other alleys.

Several houses with their roofs removed, with weeds still growing inside, seem to be an abandoned place.

However, Lin Qihai still locked on the person he was looking for at a glance.

An old lady with white hair, wearing a gray dress, was sitting on a rocking chair, letting the sun pour on her body.

She was neither surprised nor happy, her face was serene, and she sewed a pair of embroidered shoes very carefully.

Still humming a tune:
"The man who sings wine is the wolf tribe in the north."

"People say that the wolves in the north will stand outside the city gate when the cold wind blows, wearing rusty iron clothes..."

"Call the gates to open..."

The white-haired old lady not only moves calmly, but also hums a vicissitudes of life, which makes people's heartstrings unstoppable.

"Old lady, I was sent by Wang Shao."

Lin Qihai was also fascinated, and then he reacted, stepped forward, and said respectfully:
"He wants you to do me a favor."

The white-haired old lady ignored Lin Qihai, she didn't even raise her eyelids, and she still shuttled leisurely with her embroidery needle.

"Old man, I am from Wang Qiaochu Wang Shao."

Lin Qihai took a deep breath: "He asked me to come here, and asked you to return him a favor."

"This is the target's name."

He took out the words Ye Fan written by Wang Qiaochu himself.

"I have been waiting for thousands of years, why the city gate is still not open."

"Woo...I have been waiting for a thousand years, why didn't my lover come back."

The old lady still ignored Lin Qihai, and continued humming a tune and embroidering shoes, as if nothing in this world was more pleasant than these two things.

Lin Qihai opened his mouth to speak again, but finally chose to shut up and wait.

It's just that there is suspicion in his eyes. Is this old lady really the person Wang Shao wanted to find by himself?No matter how you look at it, it looks like an old lady with little feet.

Could it be that Wang Shao has been under a lot of pressure recently and his memory has gone wrong?
"Crack-"

At the end of the song, the thread of the embroidered shoes was also taken up. The old lady bit her teeth and the thread broke.

Then, with a flick of her finger, the embroidery needle flashed.

"what--"

Behind him, behind a broken mud brick wall at a corner, a young man fell out with an embroidery needle pierced between his eyebrows.

A dead hoot.

This seems to be the spy of the Cai family who is staring at him.

Lin Qihai stopped breathing, shocked that he was being targeted, and even more shocked by the old lady's tyranny.

She was able to shoot through an entire wall with an embroidery needle, and even hit the spy between the eyebrows, isn't that too monstrous?
As expected of a person from Bird Clothes Lane for a century.

"It's Ye Fan again..."

At this moment, the old lady was taking off her reading glasses and got up and sighed:
"Can't this unlucky child be more peaceful..."

Then, she took a notebook, flipped through a few pages, looked at Ye Fan's name that had been registered once, and roughly ticked it with a red pen...

(End of this chapter)