Limitless Interpretations

"What's the matter?" Yan Wan narrowed his eyes, feeling that there was something deceitful about it.

This old man seems to have had this plan for a long time. He probably called Xingzi to confirm his identity when he came in. It was only at this moment that he stepped forward to set a trap for him.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Kill someone for me, kill him...this sword is yours."

"Haha, farewell!" Yan Wan sneered a few times and strode out of the room.

He won't jump into this pit, what the hell. Do you really think your sword is made of gold?

Yan Wan thought that he could just buy a sword worth a few hundred dollars and he could do it. It wasn't that he didn't kill people, it was just that it wasn't worth it. Killing people just for a mere sword would be such a stupid thing.

Do you really think this is a martial arts novel?

Moreover, what identity the person has and what background he has, these are all things that need to be paid attention to. Yan Wan's mind is now occupied with making connections and discussing business, and he has no time to play with him in the United States.

Yaya muttered: "Xingzai already said that Tianxing and Xinfuhui are bleaching their hair now. They will definitely not do such illegal things again."

"Bleaching? It's like painting. The surface is white." The old man shook his head and laughed, and said meaningfully: "But deep down, it's still black."

…

This shopping trip made Yan Wan very unhappy. After buying what the boss called a treasure at the alley entrance, he took the car back to the hospital.

Yan Wang returned to the ward, threw the long sword on the bed, and asked Xingzai: "What's the origin of that old man? It feels a bit mysterious."

"What do you mean?"

Xingzi replied, but when his eyes came into contact with Yan Wan's expression, his face changed slightly, as if he had guessed something, and he frowned and said, "He won't throw that thing out again, right?"

"What's the matter?" Yan Huan's eyebrows twitched.

There seems to be a story here.

It was not a secret, Xingzi naturally followed his words and explained: "The old man's name is Ning Sanwan, and his father was also a ruthless man when he was young. He fought in wars and killed people.

But later, Ning Sanwan's father was targeted by a spy. After some planning, the spy became the third concubine of the Ning family. Who knows that this spy actually acted like a fake, fell in love with his father, and secretly gave birth to a son. She no longer replied to her superiors, no longer stole the old man's information, she just wanted to live quietly and peacefully with her children.

But she thought too simply, and her identity was directly exposed by the other party. Naturally, Ning Sanwan's father was dismissed from his post, and then he continued to fight until he died of illness in his forties.

Later, the spy died, and his son was also a second-rate man. For the sake of the remaining family foundation, he found someone to frame Ning Sanwan. Fortunately, the guard had some friendship with Ning Sanwan's father, so he secretly released him.

Over the years, Ning Sanwan has always been worried about this. He believed that the spy not only caused his family to fall into ruin, but the evil seed she left behind also ruined his family. So I always wanted revenge.

At this point, Xingzai drank some water to moisten his throat and stopped.

Yan Wan came back to his senses and said suddenly: "Then Ning Sanwan wants to kill his nominal brother? But he can't afford to offend that person now? So..."

"That's right." Xingzai pretended to be mysterious and smiled: "Yanzi, you will never guess a thing. This man... is actually Zhao Xing's father."

Yan was startled. The bend was a bit steep and he could not turn around.

After realizing it, he couldn't help but frown: "There's something wrong with your account. I saw a girl named Yaya in the old man's courtyard. Her name is Grandpa Ning Sanwan. She is about the same age as Zhao Xing and us. This is wrong. For one generation, right?”

Xingzi curled his lips and was not surprised at all: "It's very simple. Old age brings children. Later, Ning Sanwan relied on the family's craftsmanship to change his appearance, get married and have children. However, it was also his bad luck. His son and son-in-law were born a few years ago. , something happened on the plane. They were the only two left.

As for Zhao Xing's father, relying on his little family background, he didn't live for long. Later, his wife was angry to death, so he didn't care and used the remaining money to buy another wife. His wife ran away more than ten years ago and threw Zhao Xing to him before leaving.

Zhao Xing also couldn't count on his father. He had been self-reliant since he was a child, and in the end he became a pawn. You found out later. "

"Let me tell you, this is a modern version of the Red Mansion." Yan Wan was stunned after hearing this.

This damn story continues the history of grudges between three and four generations. If written into a script, it can definitely be made into an annual drama.

What the grandson of the emotional star boy said before was not bragging. If the old man is really eager for revenge, he will definitely be able to get his heirloom sword when the time comes.

The premise is... kill Zhao Xing's father.

"By the time we get back from Thailand, the news will have passed."

Xingzi's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he raised his hand to wipe his neck. "When the time comes, kill old man Zhao Xing. Damn it, you're plotting against me. If you don't say this, I won't be willing to die."

Yan Wan remained silent. This would be a good idea. Wait until the news passes and kill Zhao Xing's father. Once Xingzi helps, there is a high chance that he can get the heirloom sword.

Secondly, after such an incident, he and Xingzai have a common secret, and their relationship will naturally get closer, which will be of great benefit to him in continuing to climb up in the future.

He pondered, nodded slowly, and whispered: "Yes, yes, but this matter must be carefully considered. For now, let's settle the matter in Thailand first."

"Of course I can distinguish the importance clearly." Xingzai grinned, showing his white teeth.

More than half a month has passed, and the end of the year is approaching.

Yan Wang and Xingzai were finally discharged from the hospital. Although Xingzai's injuries were not healed yet, they did not affect his walking.

The two were discharged from the hospital. Not only did the hospital, which had been on tenterhooks for a while, breathe a sigh of relief, but the police station, which was secretly on guard, was also relieved.

The hospital was afraid that these gangsters would fight here and lose their reputation. The police station was also on tenterhooks, fearing that Xinfuhui would send people to retaliate in large numbers.

Three days later, Yan and Wang arrived at the airport, and under the watchful eye of Mr. Li, they boarded the plane and flew towards Thailand.

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"Yan Wan left. It will probably take some time before he comes back." Nie Yuanfang put the photo on the table.

Zhao Xing picked up the photo, looked at it silently for a while, nodded and said, "This is a great opportunity. We can take advantage of this opportunity to make good arrangements."

Nie Yuanfang pinched his brows and sighed tiredly: "I hope there won't be any more accidents."

He was Zhao Xing's former contact, and he is now responsible for Tianxing's affairs together with Zhao Xing.

He was very fortunate that he had asked the director for permission in advance and approved a latest type of locator that could be installed inside the sole of a shoe. This was also the reason why Yan Wan didn't find the locator in the first place.

With the help of Zhao Xing, a person who had actually worked in Tianxing Club, Nie Yuanfang felt much more relaxed.

Zhao Xing stretched out: "People like Yan Wan are just a special case. If he hadn't gone astray, I think he would even be better than most of the police here."

"Still struggling with that matter?" Nie Yuanfang frowned: "Didn't the director analyze it for you?"

Zhao Xing nodded and smashed the tea cup on the table with a little force: "I always feel that there should be other reasons. When I catch him, I will ask clearly."

It seemed that accidentally or deliberately, the tea cup landed on the smiling face of Yan Wan in the photo.

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