Chapter 1229: Grand or Tragic

There are many trees in Lu's house, perhaps because of Lu Xiaoqi's preference. Because the Northeast is cold and green can only be seen for a few months each year, many evergreen trees were planted.

This is the confidence of the King of Northeast China, otherwise he would not have planted so many trees.

And never plant tall trees, because it would make it easier for assassins to hide.

It's like a palace. There are almost no trees in such a large place. It is bare everywhere. Only the imperial garden hidden inside has flowers, plants and trees.

More trees mean more security is needed, but too much security will lead to a lot of trouble in the yard.

For example, stealing, having an affair, or even rebellion. Especially for such a large family, although it is divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, having too many security guards in the courtyard is not a good thing after all.

Therefore, the Jiang family's Zhuifeng organization infiltrated.

He silently eliminated some of the Lu family's security, hid in the tree silently, and stared at the courtyard where Lei Zhen lived under the cover of darkness.

This was specially prepared for him. No one dared to neglect this ruthless man, even if Lu Xiaoqi neglected him.

Therefore, the environment of his courtyard is better. Not only are there evergreen trees, but there is also a particularly beautiful garden, with various vegetation and flowers dotted inside and outside the courtyard.

It is indeed comfortable to live here normally, but in the eyes of a killer, every corner can be a hiding place.

It was 11 o'clock in the evening, and Lei Zhen and Yuan Sancai were drinking.

"Are you sick? Lu Xiaoqi sent so many women here, and you didn't even look at me. You dragged me here to drink? I have to maintain my image, otherwise I would have learned the dialect long ago."

"Old Yuan, you're not young anymore, why are you more anxious than me? Be calm, or you'll end up dead quickly. As the saying goes, lust is like a knife hanging over your head."

"I just want to learn dialects from them. Wu dialect, Xiang dialect, Gan dialect, Hakka dialect, Southern Fujian dialect, Eastern Fujian dialect, etc. This is to avoid being cheated by locals when I travel around the beautiful country in the future..."

This is learning, not playing around.

But Yuan Sancai was helpless. As a grand master, he had to maintain his celestial bearing and create the image of a hermit, so he could only watch but not learn from him.

God cannot fall from the altar, otherwise he will lose his prestige and will not gain the faith of the people.

So he envied Lei Zhen very much. He could act like a gangster if he wanted to and learn dialect from whoever he wanted, because there were two big words engraved on his forehead - lustful.

But he is obviously a lecher, but he doesn't even look at those teachers. It's such a waste.

"You won't even eat what's served to you. Are you still a thief?" Yuan Sancai continued to complain, "Lei Zhen, where's your integrity? It's gone, completely gone!"

Sometimes people are like this. If they can't finish it themselves, they will be eager for others to eat it, because it proves that they have good taste. Watching others eat it is also a kind of enjoyment.

Yuan Sancai was in this state of mind at the moment. He really wanted Lei Zhen to keep those few people.

Even if you can't eat it yourself, you can watch others eat it, just like eating it yourself. Everyone likes to sit at the same table with the delicious food. Even if you don't eat it, you still think it is the most delicious food in the world.

"These are all left for you, how can I have the nerve to eat them?"

"Left it for me?"

"Of course, I, Lei Zhen, don't have many friends in my life, but you are one! I will never snatch what you want from you, let alone become your comrade."

These words were said beautifully, and Yuan Sancai was immediately delighted.

Lei Zhen is really reliable. He actually left it for himself. This brother is really good!

"Lei Zhen, there's nothing more to say. Everything is in the wine. Let's drink!"

"Dry!"

They both drank it in one gulp, enjoying it very much.

What is a friend, what is a brother? Isn't it just mutual consideration and understanding?

I understand your needs, and you understand my needs. When it's time to help or lend a hand, I always do it quietly.

"It's past 11 o'clock. Will Old Man Jiang come?"

Putting down the wine glass, Yuan Sancai seemed to be talking to himself, but in his heart he still hoped that the other party would come.

It’s not that I care about the other person that much. After all, things have come to this point and there is basically no room for maneuver. But if the other party comes, it would not be a bad thing.

For example, could Old Man Jiang take Lei Zhen for a walk?

This is feasible. Although Old Man Jiang doesn't know where the famous family is, he can still take Lei Zhen there to claim credit, so that he doesn't have to go there himself.

"No." Lei Zhen shook his head.

"How do you know not?"

"You've calculated it. He's a very evil person."

"Well……"

He definitely won’t come, because he has done so much and will never give in at the last moment.

Lei Zhen had no idea how prosperous Old Man Jiang was when he was young, but that didn't stop him from trying to understand.

A young man led his family to slay the dragon and finally succeeded. One can imagine how powerful his abilities, means and momentum are.

This kind of person will never bow his head even if he loses.

To some extent, Lei Zhen is a bit like Old Man Jiang.

They are all the kind of people who dare to slay dragons, and they are all examples of success. It is impossible to make them bow their heads, or even admit defeat.

If you lose, you must lose with honor; if you die, you must die beautifully.

“Pah…”

There was a slight sound outside.

"Um?!"

Yuan Sancai turned around and was about to speak when he saw Lei Zhen waving his hand.

"There seems to be someone outside."

"I know. It won't affect our drinking."

"oh……"

There was a fight outside, a silent fight.

Killers kept falling, and killers kept killing people.

All of them were fought with cold weapons, so fast that the weapons didn't even have time to collide.

Zhuifeng's killers infiltrated, but King Han also came with his most elite men.

"puff!"

"laugh!"

“…”

The smell of blood filled the darkness, and the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the body was quickly drowned out by the wind.

The King of Han did not hold a knife, but he was more ferocious than those who held a knife.

His figure is like a ghost. When he encounters a killer, he can kill him with one blow, as easy as crushing an ant.

Two people came from prominent families. The one in the open was Director Huo, and the one in the dark was King Han.

No one knows how strong the two are, but at least in their eyes, any strong person from the family faction is not worth mentioning.

In less than twenty minutes, the lurking Wind Chaser killers were killed by King Han and his men, and he killed almost half of them alone.

At 11:55, Lei Zhen opened the window.

The air with the smell of blood rushed in, diluting the smell of alcohol in the room.

"A lot of people died, didn't they?"

"Yeah, there's wind, and the smell of blood is so obvious, so a lot of people died."

"well……"

Yuan Sancai sighed, picked up the wine and drank it.

He knew that Old Man Jiang would not come, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for this human hero.

"Old Yuan, I'm beginning to admire Old Man Jiang. How great would it be if he really became my father-in-law?" Lei Zhen lit a cigarette and said softly, "He sent the last assassin organization on hand to the grave. It's really..."

Grand or tragic?

I don’t know, but Lei Zhen probably understood what the other party meant.