"Crack!"

A loud slap hit Mr. Tian on the face.

"Pigs are smarter than you!"

The old man in a white satin suit, holding a cane with one hand, pointed angrily at Mr. Tian's nose and scolded him.

This is an elegant courtyard with a green bamboo forest and a few koi carps playing in a small pond.

Tian Shao, who was arrogant and domineering outside, covered his face in grievance, like a primary school student, standing in the courtyard and not daring to speak.

"That guy surnamed Mu is just a pimp. Who is he that deserves others to bother targeting him? This person is obviously targeting our Yao family."

As the old man spoke, he stamped his cane angrily.

"Why? I haven't made enemies with anyone recently?"

Young Master Tian was thinking hard and couldn't remember who he had offended recently.

"It's for your uncle. The position he is competing with the Wu family is very important. If we can take a step forward, our Yao family will be on an equal footing with the Zhao family and the He family. Do you think the Wu family will give up this position easily?

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The old man looked at his grandson with eyes filled with hatred.

"No wonder, I'm talking about such a secret old story, why would it be dug up? If it is the Wu family, then it is very likely..."

Tian Shao squinted his eyes and murmured to himself.

On the way here, he had been thinking about a karaoke dancer with no status and humble status. She would die when she died. Who would jump out to help her redress her grievances after a few years, after being full and full?

However, if it is a struggle between wealthy families, it is not surprising. In this kind of family struggle involving fundamental interests, the other party will use any means to win.

"How did you arrange it?"

The old man pondered for a moment and asked.

The status of the Yao family in the capital is a bit subtle. Unlike the Zhao family and the He family, which are first-class families with Dinghai Shenzhen sitting in charge, he does not have his body buried in a sea of ​​blood, and his achievements in killing are close to him. He just adapts to the situation and relies on donating the family property.

Stand firm.

Over the years, the Yao family has been able to achieve its current glory by relying on the tactics of finding every opportunity in the business world to push many members of the family into key positions.

But compared to Zhao Kanghe, a god of war who can kill with one sword and one shot, he must be a little less confident.

Therefore, the Yao family can only be regarded as a quasi-first-class family in the capital.

But now there is an opportunity before them. If they can win the competition with the Wu family and get that key position, then the Yao family can take another step forward and become a first-class family on par with the Zhao family and the He family.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I have made arrangements. Once things change, I will silence the man named Mu. This matter will not involve me anyway."

Tian Shao raised his hands and vowed to do so.

"Since the Wu family took action, this matter is not that simple. You have been abroad to avoid the limelight, so leave today."

The old man paced back and forth and finally made a decision.

He has been speculating all his life, and it is through caution that he has grown his family to its current size. At this critical moment, he wants to nip all dangers in the bud.

"Okay, I'll buy a plane ticket right away."

Reluctance flashed in Tian Shao's eyes, but he did not dare to disobey his grandfather's order.

After Tian Shao left, the old man stood in the courtyard, pondered for a long time, and said to a middle-aged man standing there quietly like a wooden stake behind him: "Xiao Tian said he arranged for someone to finish the work, but I don't think it is safe.

, you go and watch, try to arrange an accident, and silence everyone involved."

"yes."

The middle-aged man spoke calmly.

"You should do this yourself and don't give the Wu family any chance to take advantage of it."

The old man explained uneasily.

He couldn't trust outsiders, but he had great trust in the middle-aged man behind him.

"I know how to do it."

The middle-aged man walked out of the courtyard with steady steps.

On the other side, after Mr. Mu left Tianshao Villa, he did not go directly to find Jiang Hua. Instead, he drove for half an hour and parked the car at the entrance of a popular Taoist temple in the western suburbs of the capital.

"I want to see Taoist Priest Wang Xuan."

Mr. Mu said to the little Taoist boy at the door of the Taoist temple.

"Master is praying for the female donor to eliminate disasters..."

The little Taoist boy had a troubled look on his face. His master was a strict man and they were strictly forbidden to disturb him when he was doing his homework, especially when he was praying for the female benefactor to eliminate disasters.

"It's urgent. Go and report it quickly."

Mr. Mu urged impatiently.

The little Taoist boy ran into the Taoist temple with a troubled face. After a while, the little Taoist boy ran out with a slap mark on his face and said with tears in his eyes: "Master is waiting for you in the wing."

Mr. Mu was a regular customer here, and he walked into the Taoist temple in a hurry without being guided.

When he walked into the side room, a forty-year-old Taoist priest with a long beard was slowly arranging his robes.

"Something happened. The woman you gave me a birth certificate a few years ago has now committed suicide."

Mr. Mu closed the door of the wing and said nervously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are no monsters or ghosts in this world?"

The long-bearded Taoist priest was stunned for a moment and said angrily.

Although he pretends to be a god every day and likes to pray for female benefactors to ward off disasters and drive away evil spirits, he himself does not believe in ghosts and gods in the world.

"She gave someone a dream, do you think it's evil or not?"

When Mr. Mu talked about this, he felt chilled all over.

A woman who had been dead for several years was not even known to the police and did not even file a case. How did the young man who had never met her know about her?

"Are you playing with women every day and ruining your brain?"

The long-bearded Taoist priest looked at Mr. Mu with a look that looked crazy.

"I'm telling you, Master Tian already knows about this. If he knew about what we did secretly without telling him, none of us would be able to survive."

Mr. Mu looked around nervously and said nervously.

"What's going on?"

When the Taoist priest heard the word "Tian Shao", his eyes narrowed and he finally paid attention to it.

"When you think about it, it's really evil."

Mr. Mu told me exactly what happened in the hotel today.

"Is your mind filled with pig dung? That guy is probably trying to trick you. You can't even tell?"

The Taoist priest angrily slapped Mr. Mu on the forehead.

"Impossible. I can tell by his eyes and tone that he must know the inside story, and maybe he also knows where the person is buried. I have seen countless people with my eyes, and I will never make a mistake."

As Mr. Mu spoke, he looked at the Taoist priest with suspicious eyes.

He had buried the little Jasmine with his own hands, but the place was chosen by a Taoist priest, who said that the girl's birth date matched his, and if she planted the birthstone, it would guarantee his wealth for ten years.

He had heard of Zhong Shengji, and many wealthy people in Hong Kong believed in it, but he had only a limited understanding of it and didn't know what the specific regulations were.

I heard from a Taoist priest that using living human beings to generate genes was a quick method with better results, so I believed it.

In fact, when little Jasmine was taken out of Master Tian's room, although she was covered in bruises and bruises, she was just unconscious and was actually still alive.
Chapter completed!