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At this time, Jiang Tian had already brought Song Shuangyan back to Yuhua Villa.

After throwing him in the yard, Jiang Tian sat cross-legged and practiced, allowing Song Shuangyan to walk around.

Song Shuangyan's arm was broken. Although she was properly connected, she still had severe pain. She was thin and shivering from the cold, but her eyes were full of hatred and she said in a cold voice:

"Jiang Taichu, you killed Lu Lixuan and tied me up. You are so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid of the Lu Song family's revenge?"

"Haha, take revenge on me?"

Jiang Tian said disdainfully:

"Do you think you are opponents? I can kill a group of ants from the secular world with my hand!"

Song Shuangyan trembled slightly, and roared with her hands and feet: "Jiang Tian, ​​you are too crazy. Do you think we are reckless men like you, and you are rushing around with your fists. We are a political and business family, and we can mobilize armed forces!"

"You are actually provoking the opposition between the martial arts world and the secular world, and will also make the secular world afraid of you and hate you. No one is willing to live in the shadow of being killed at any time!"

"Indeed, warriors cannot invade the secular world at will, but I have the right to defend myself!"

"When I kill Lu Liwei, Song Boshi, Ye Haochen and others, you all have gunmen pointing at me! The official will not stand on your side."

Jiang Tian laughed slightly and said:

"You were smart, but the arrogance of power covered your eyes and made you ignore many facts and make wrong judgments!"

"Maybe in your life, it is normal to shoot and kill people at will, and others have no right to fight back. It is natural to be killed by you!"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuangyan's heart skipped a beat, her face turned pale as paper, and her slightly bulging eyes were filled with anger:

"Jiang Tian, ​​it turns out that you did it on purpose. You deliberately angered them and asked them to shoot, aren't you? You're so vicious, you're a demon!"

Jiang Tian didn't bother to pay attention to her, so he meditated and practiced there, just like an old monk entering into meditation.

Song Shuangyan paced anxiously, turned her head and stared at Jiang Tian, ​​and said hatefully: "Jiang Tian, ​​what should you do if you tie me up?"

"Return the broken picture of the immortal ruins to me!" Jiang Tian said in disguise.

"What if the Song family doesn't return it!" Song Shuangyan said angrily.

"I have ten thousand ways to destroy your Song family, and the official can't find any evidence!" Jiang Tian laughed coldly.

Upon hearing this, Song Shuangyan felt cold all over her body. She had served Zhang Qianlei for many years and knew that Jiang Tian had absolutely such ability.

Not only did Jiang Tian not allow Song Shuangyan to walk around, but even asked Song Shuangyan to contact the Lu family and Song family.

And Song Shuangyan was able to learn about each piece of news.

Just as Jiang Tian expected, many of the Song family's response strategies were useless.

The next day, on New Year's Eve, Special Envoy Shen came to pay a visit to Lu Zhenguo, his attitude was very low and he gave him enough face.

But it brought bad news. The chief of the chief visited the poor and had no time to meet Lu Zhenguo.

Lu Zhenguo accused Jiang Tian of atrocities.

However, Special Envoy Shen was prepared for a long time and claimed that he had learned about the situation. Jiang Taichu only fought back in self-defense and did not kill innocent people. He asked Mr. Lu to take care of himself and not to have another dispute.

As for the request to let the Red Wall Guards enter the Lu family, it was left alone.

Cao Shixiong expressed his opinion to the visiting Lu Hongbing, hoping that the Lu family would focus on the overall situation and start from a stable perspective, and not use public instruments for private use.

As for Ye Zhantian, he ignored visitors from the Lu family and Song family in the name of retreating and practicing.

On the Zhang family, Zhang Zhongguo ordered the municipal bureau to file a case for investigation.

But the conclusion is the same, Jiang Tian was in self-defense and the case was withdrawn that day.

But several policemen were also transferred to Yuhua Villa and asked Jiang Tian to return Song Shuangyan. The face-saving project was still very good.

This Spring Festival is particularly cold for Song Shuangyan.

...

"The attitude is clear! The official attitude is clear!"

After hearing the information, Chen Zifan smiled arrogantly and domineeringly: "What a bullshit Lu family, when they meet my martial arts powerhouse, don't you kneel down? Master Jiang is so fierce that he can kill everything! Domineering, I like it!"

"No! That's not the case!"

Qin Zongheng sighed with reverence:

"This just proves that Master Jiang seems to be unscrupulous and invincible in his actions, but in fact, meticulousness is to make plans and move forward and retreat, meticulousness and order, without any leakage, making people unable to find any problem!"

"That's right, Master Jiang is definitely not a random killer of innocent people. He first politely then soldiers. This is because the Song family's Lu family is seeking death, and it deserves to be taken away by others!"

Several heads of the family nodded and said yes.

Chen Zifan said depressedly: "You are so disappointed! I like Master Jiang to be simple and rough! Kill whoever you don't like!"

...

The Lu Song and Jiang Tian’s counterattacks lasted until five days.

Finally, a letter of war was sent to Yuhua Villa.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, covered with ice and snow, and white mist covered Yuhua Villa like the jade pavilion in the fairy world.

Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Wan'er and others played snowball fights and set off firecrackers in the snow, and had a lot of fun.

"Hmph, proud, proud! Master Zhang is about to take action, I don't believe you are his opponent!"

In the pavilion, Song Shuangyan, who was obviously much haggard, was walking anxiously and looked at them with resentment.

...

"For a small economic dispute, let the elites of our criminal police team guard them?"

In the distance, under the eaves, a rough man wearing a leather jacket and siping a strong wine in a stainless steel wine pot frowned:

"And the orders above are too strange. You don't let them be arrested or taken care of, just let them watch?"

"Small economic dispute? Lao Huang, who is the woman under the pavilion?"

Next to him, a young man with sharp eyes and a buzz cut with a delicate buzz cut smiled coldly.

His name is Han Haoran. He was the captain of the Yanjing Criminal Police Team at the age of 30. He has solved many major cases and was awarded the first-class merit in the Ministry many times.

The most famous one is the case of arresting the drug lord International Kunsha.

According to legend, he shot one by one and went to the tiger's den alone, shot more than a dozen drug dealers with guns, stepped on Kunsha at his feet, and reported to the head of the ministry.

"It looks pretty, but the eyes are a little ruthless! If you owe money, don't pay it back, Lao Lai, what's so great about it? Who is she?"

Next to him, the rough policeman Lao Huang took a sip of wine and said disdainfully.

"Lao Lai? Song Beishan's granddaughter, Song Lingshuang, one of the four beauties of Yanjing!" Han Haoran rolled his eyes and said.

"Song Beishan's granddaughter?"

The man in Zhongshan suit, who appeared in Lao Huang's mind when he was a child, often appeared in the first five minutes of the news broadcast, suddenly felt a little scared:

"This man tied her up... Damn, this is even more fierce than Zhang Ziqiang who kidnapped Li Chaoren's son!"

"Can Zhang Ziqiang compare with him?"

Han Haoran remembered that before performing the mission, Zhang Zhongguo's explanation was shocked.

At this time, a sound of footsteps occurred at the door, and a group of people walked in.

Zhang Zhongguo walked in front and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades, remove the cordon first. These leaders want to see Mr. Jiang!"

"I'll go, what big shots are these?"

Lao Huang turned his head and immediately stuffed the wine pot into his pocket. He threw away the cigarette and stared at the people in shock.

He naturally knew Zhang Zhongguo, and there was also a Taoist priest who looked fairy-like and extraordinary in character.

There is also a middle-aged man wearing Zhongshan suit and extraordinary talent. He seems to have seen it on TV. He seems to be the most important person next to the chief.

In addition, there is an old man with a strong temperament and wearing Tang suit, who was actually Song Beishan who had not appeared for a long time.

The most dazzling one is also an old man who looks like an old lion and a sick tiger.

Although he was aging, he was domineering and exuded the unique iron-blooded aura of soldiers. Judging from his positioning and sorting, his identity was even higher than that of Zhang Zhongguo and Song Beishan.

Han Haoran hurried forward, ordered the police officers to pull off the cordon, made a false call, and sat down under the eaves again.

"Who is living here? Could it be that a certain prince is not?"

These visitors are too famous, and the more Lao Huang thinks about it, the more shocked he becomes.

It is understandable that he asked this question.

The Yuhua Villa in Shuangqing Villa turned out to be where the leaders lived. Mr. Jiang seemed to be a top prince.

"Maybe!"

Han Haoran saw that several people had already walked to Jiang Tian and looked at him intently.

"Grandpa, Mr. Lu, you are here!"

Song Shuangyan stood up weakly and greeted her.
To be continued...