The best perspective expert

Chapter 252

Han Zhenyang was like a dexterous civet cat in the night, with extremely fast speed and light footwork, and he didn't make a single movement along the way. When he passed by a corner of the wall, the wild cat on the wall just raised his head and looked around vigilantly. It can be seen that his movements are concealed.

Half a minute later, he came outside the wall of the small courtyard, but as soon as he approached, a big wolf dog raised in the yard made a deep whirring sound, obviously aware of the danger, and the animal's ability to sense danger is better than that of humans too many times.

If you want to go in, you must kill the big wolfhound silently. If Xiao Changtian and the others find out his arrival, the old Mr. Xiao in the room will be in danger.

But the dog is in the yard and has become alert, how can it be killed silently?

If it was him a month ago, let alone a mere wolf dog, he would not have the slightest pressure even if a group of tigers came, and he could kill them all with a single movement of aura, but now he can only look at the dogs and sigh.

Looking at the room again, Xiao Changtian approached Mr. Xiao with a gloomy face, and asked a few words, but he didn't get the answer he wanted. He shook his hands and slapped him with great force. blood.

As for Xiao Changtian, he was still not satisfied. He walked around the room, picked up a fire stick and gestured on Mr. Xue's calf. The expression on his face was extremely ferocious. The posture is more like a monster that has taken off its human skin, and it can kill Mr. Xue at any time.

Made!

Can't wait!
Hard break!

Seeing this scene, Han Zhenyang felt anxious. He jumped up from the wall and jumped up from the same spot. His legs jumped up, and his feet jumped directly onto the wall like a spring. Before the big wolf dog barked, it was half a brick.

"Woo--pa--"

Brick hit the big wolf dog's head accurately, blood spattered everywhere, and the big wolf dog that had just jumped up fell to the ground without a sound, without barking.

The big wolfdog couldn't bark, but the iron chain it was pulling rattled when it jumped up. The sound was very loud in the quiet night. Xiao Changtian and the driver Miao Zhigang in the room immediately became alert. Zhigang quickly took out his pistol and looked out the window.

As soon as Miao Zhigang's head reached the window, the glass in front of him exploded with a "crash", and a fist entered through the window, hitting his forehead firmly, and his whole body seemed to be hit by a shell. Flying and falling in the living room, motionless.

The fist naturally belonged to Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang killed Miao Zhigang with one punch. Han Zhenyang withdrew his fist, shook off the glass shards on his skin, kicked open the door, walked in step by step, and sneered at the terrified Xiao Changtian: "The surname is Xiao. Yes, I didn't expect that."

"Han Zhenyang, it's you—" Xiao Changtian gritted his teeth and stared at Han Zhenyang, the anger in his eyes could burn Han Zhenyang to ashes, "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Han Zhenyang smiled angrily, "I should ask you this question, Teacher Xiao, Boss Xiao, Researcher Xiao, Professor Xiao, what do you want to tie Mr. Xue here for?"

"What do you have to do with Xue?" Xiao Changtian stared at Han Zhenyang and asked, he really couldn't understand how Xue Zhian, a lonely old man with abnormal nerves, would have anything to do with Han Zhenyang, a young rich man. , he had conducted a special investigation before, Xue Zhian was really a widowed old man, without even a single family member or friend.

If such a lonely old man disappeared, no one would care at all, and the police would put it aside if they could not find any clues after a period of investigation.

Xiao Changtian acted after seeing this point, but he didn't expect that his actions did not attract the police, but Han Zhenyang.

He actually suspected Han Zhenyang when he was recording the program, but after investigating Han Zhenyang's resume, he thought that Han Zhenyang was a small upstart with good jade carving skills, and he participated in "Ancient Fragrance and Ancient Rhyme" just to increase his influence.

But now, the fact is like a loud slap in the face—Han Zhenyang came for him, and his flaws had already been revealed that morning.

At this moment, Xiao Changtian doesn't have much remorse, it would be great if he was more cautious.

But remorse is of no avail, he just wants to know the relationship between Han Zhenyang and Xue Zhian.

"What's the relationship?" Han Zhenyang really didn't know how to describe his relationship with Xue Zhi'an for a while. It was impossible to say that it didn't matter, otherwise he wouldn't waste time and effort and take advantage of Xue Xiaoyan's favor to rescue him; It doesn't matter how good the relationship is. He didn't have more than twenty words with Mr. Xue, and he knew nothing about Mr. Xue except his name.

But it was such a plain and watery relationship, but Mr. Xue presented him with a top-quality chicken blood stone worth millions, and even taught him his original cracking brush technique.

Is this a friendship between gentlemen?
Or is it the mentorship?

No matter how you describe it, Mr. Xue does have a very important position in Han Zhenyang's heart, so important that he deserves it.

Of course, he wouldn't describe it to Xiao Changtian in such detail, he just smiled lightly, "I'm a student of his old man," he said, turning his eyes to Mr. Xue, but Mr. Xue glared at him very angrily. At a glance, this made him a little puzzled: what is the situation?Shouldn't the old man be very pleased?Why do you look so angry?

However, the old man’s physical condition is not very good. In the past few days, not only has he been beaten, but he has also been abused when eating and drinking. Did you drink water?

Seeing this, he decided not to follow Xiao Changtian's ink marks, and when Xiao Changtian was stunned, he rushed over and slapped Xiao Changtian's face with his hands.

Even a big man like Miao Zhigang couldn't stand Han Zhenyang's punch, and Xiao Changtian, a dry old man, was even more so. Han Zhenyang slapped him and flew him across the wall. God slipped to the ground, and although he was not slapped to death, he couldn't escape with a severe concussion.

Fan Fei Xiao Changtian, walked quickly to Xue Zhian, saw that the iron chain was not very thick, squeezed one of the iron rings and exerted force suddenly, with a "bang", the iron ring was directly pinched by him, and the iron chain was broken It was cut into two pieces, and when he pulled hard again, he easily tore off the ropes on his hands and feet, and Mr. Xue was saved.

Mr. Xue, who was rescued, closed his eyes and said nothing, not even looking at Han Zhenyang.

"Mr. Xue, how do you feel?" Han Zhenyang wondered, and asked in a low voice. While asking, he grabbed the old man's arm, intending to see how his injury was.

"Hmph, you don't need to be hypocritically courteous, do you think I'm out of my mind?" Xue Zhian threw off his arm, and he didn't care to see him yelling in a hoarse voice with his eyes closed: "Get out—don't Let me see you again!"

(End of this chapter)