At nine o'clock in the evening, Ling Zhuang came out of the hospital. He sat in the Lincoln car, dangling a cigar.

Although he thought it was just a group of foreigners fighting fiercely, but years of experience in the rivers and lakes still made him subconsciously contemplate and guess another possibility.

The war between north and south.

Although Ling Zhuang curled up as a local snake in Medicine City, he still knew the entire underground world very well. He knew that the Dragon Gate had unified the south.

Although Shangguan Xiaozhi just completed the unification on the surface and it will take time to completely digest the underground forces in the south, after all, the north and the south are already facing each other.

Shangguan Xiaozhi took the South as if it were open, and even the Feilong Gang, Axe Gang and Dai forces bowed their heads to the court. Shangguan Xiaozhi's strength is not simple.

This also means that Shangguan Xiaozhi is the master of the sword, and when everyone thought she would digest Mingjiang, she began to fight the entire south.

The same is true at this moment. The whole arena believes that Shangguan Xiaozhi will rectify the south, but who can guarantee that she will not use the north?

Ling Zhuang was worried that today's incident was an introduction to the North-South dispute and a test of Shangguan Xiaozhi. After all, Medicine City was an important gateway to the north.

Ling Zhuang knew that Longmen's overall strength was not as good as the Thirteen League, but if Yaocheng were to be the first battlefield, no matter how good the ending, the Ling family would suffer heavy casualties.

"Achun, you will give a briefing about today's affairs to the leader later."

Ling Zhuang issued an instruction: "Then send our hound team to look for Ning Caiwei and their whereabouts, and keep quiet after finding them."

"Yes!"

The cronies sitting in the passenger seat said: "Mr. Ling, do you think there is something in the matter today?"

"If a group of foreigners have no ambition or ambition, how could they be so cruel to Ling Sanfeng and the others?"

Ling Zhuang expelled a big puff of smoke: "Ning Caiwei is a businessman. She will defend herself and fight back, but she won't be so violent."

"The reason for being so violent, I feel it is deliberate, as if deliberately provoking our anger."

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "It's a bit of a mess of the pool of Medicine City."

The cronies nodded slightly: "Understand."

Ling Zhuang remembered something again: "Li Shang hasn't returned to Medicine City for a while, so I will call him tomorrow to see if he can come back for a meal in the New Year."

The cronies responded hurriedly: "I contacted Li Shang yesterday. I said that Mr. Ling missed him. He said he knew it, but it was too busy recently."

"He will find a chance to come back for dinner."

"He also said that when dealing with the Bai family, try not to use violent means. There will be no fish when the water is clear. It is definitely not a good thing for the Ling family to be the only one in Medicine City."

"This is also what Zhao Mengzhu meant. After all, the Kong family stopped playing with us, and Jin Xuejun was dead again. Our supporter Song family is not as tough as before."

He reminded him softly: "He doesn't want us to follow in the footsteps of Tianmen."

Ling Zhuang let out a thick smoke: "I just thought about harmony, so I didn't kill the Bai family."

"You know, the dead Bai family in Baiyun Prefecture is a tiger without minions, plus the famous teacher, the Ling family trampled it to death like playing."

"Not only do I not take the arrogance, but I also tolerate Bai Susu's running away from home, and it's a marriage."

Ling Zhuang licked his dry lips: "I do so much to reduce social impact..."

In the past, when facing the fat on his lips, Ling Zhuang would do a lot of facade decoration, and just bite it down and eat it clean.

It's a pity that after getting rich these years, high-ranking officials and nobles like to pretend, Ling Zhuang can't change this bad ethos, and can only follow the false and gentle.

This also makes it more and more difficult for him to send money to the capital for the 13th League every year.

"Furthermore, winning the Bai Group is not only to strengthen our Ling family, but also to hold shares for the Song family alone."

"The Song family has long been eyeing the fat piece of Bai's Yunyao, but it is a pity that Baiyunzhou has been reluctant to let it go, and refuse to list it, which made the Song family very angry."

"This is also the main reason why I can coerce the old man, otherwise, with his character, he will definitely fight the Ling family."

He coughed: "After he knew his opponent was the Song family, he knew that he couldn't compete, and finally agreed to Bai Susu to marry Ling Qiang."

"Do you know why the Ling family let the fool marry Bai Susu?"

Ling Zhuang let out a long breath: "This is also to reassure the Song family."

"That's it."

The cronies known as A Chun suddenly realized, and then curiously asked: "The Song family has been a lot of ups and downs this year, and there have been many changes."

"Song Donghua was chopped off by an arm, and Song Dongzhong was headshot for no reason and became an unsolved case."

Achun sighed softly, "I thought the Song family was going to fall, but I didn't expect to be alive and well in the dark."

He is a close friend of Ling Zhuang, and follow him to gossip to a lot of upper-level things.

"A big family collapsed because of an accident with two nephews, and it will not become China's five big families."

Ling Zhuang leaned on the seat and said, "It's Song Chunqiu that I got on the line this time. He will be another backer for me and the 13th League."

A Chun whispered: "Song Chunqiu? Isn't it the waste wood of the Song family that has been used for more than 20 years?"

He had heard of five nephews from Ling Zhuang and knew that Song Chunqiu was the third generation of the Song family and the son of a flower girl, so he did not belong to the inner circle.

Ling Zhuang smiled faintly: "Before being held down by Song Dongzhong and Song Donghua, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get into the inner circle."

"Now that Song Dongzhong is dead, Song Donghua has a psychological shadow, and the rest of his nephews are not top-notch, Song Chunqiu will have the opportunity to take the lead, and he will naturally fight."

"In the past six months, he has fought the Song Family Group in the South and North, and won countless commercial contracts. His half-year profits are the same as those of the Song Family in the previous two years."

"He started to be followed by the Song family."

Ling Zhuang has a veteran plan: "In fact, it should not be said that he is the backer of the Ling family and the Thirteen League. It should be said that the Ling family and the Thirteen League are preparing to invest in him in the long term."

"When a person is upset, give him a little care and make sure that Jinshan will return you in the future."

He expelled a puff of smoke: "It's as if I had spent my wealth to support the leader of the leader..."

A Chun gave a thumbs up and praised: "Master is wise."

"Humans, just toss, live until old, calculate until old, so in many cases it is not as comfortable as the groom every night."

Ling Zhuang said with emotion, then took out two iron guts and slowly turned: "By the way, where has Ling Jiaxin been recently? I haven't seen her shadow for a long time."

"Miss San took someone to find the ice tree."

A Chun hurriedly responded: "I heard that she has delineated the area of ​​the ice tree, so I want to find it to give you a birthday gift."

"What a fool!"

"Although according to records, the ice tree is of great value, but hidden in the mountains, there are many snakes and insects, and the effort is not proportional to the harvest."

Ling Zhuang scowled and shouted, "Ling Jiaxin got into the water to find the ice tree? Accidentally, the ice tree was not found, and instead he lost his life."

"The third lady is also filial. You didn't say last time that you had eaten all the delicacies of the world, but you only regretted not tasting the whole fruit."

Ah Chun explained with a smile: "You may just say it casually, but the third lady has it in her heart. You don't want to look for it when your birthday is coming."

"Master, don't worry, there are more than 30 people guarding the young lady, and they are fully equipped, the young lady will be fine."

Hearing this, Ling Zhuang's expression eased a little, and then he exhorted: "Call her tomorrow. If you don't want to look for it, please get back to me quickly."

"Her life is more valuable than Toxinguo. I have only one daughter and one son. There must be no accident."

His tone is unquestionable: "You must come back soon."

Ah Chun nodded: "Understood."

After Ling Zhuang made the decision, he immediately looked at a crossroad in front of him, and his voice calmly said:

"The car drives slowly, let's not hurry, everything is safe."

The driver nodded: "Understood."

The driving speed of the convoy was reduced by two points, keeping the distance and driving forward, eight Mercedes-Benz and one Lincoln were very spectacular.

"Woo-"

As the convoy passed under an overpass, a taxi changed lanes without warning and braked.

The inertia caused by fast driving caused the car to cross over and block the third car.

"Hey!"

The cars with good performance were able to stop, and the cars stopped at two centimeters.

The Lincoln driver couldn't help but secretly shouted that Ling Zhuang's orders were really reasonable, and the car slowly drove safely, otherwise he would crash this time.

Just before they went out to yell at the taxi driver, a behemoth suddenly turned up on the overpass.

"boom!"

Broken iron blocks and crushed rocks flew around, banging on the ground, like rain, and the harsh sound attracted everyone's attention.

Ling's bodyguard subconsciously raised his head and looked at it.

Ling Zhuang condensed his body and looked pale.

"what--"

A large truck turned over from above, and the Lincoln driver looked up and saw that he was blinded instantly, unable to react at all.

"Asshole!"

Although Ling Zhuang was over fifty, his life and death burst into full potential, and he kicked the car door and rushed out...

"boom!"

The truck that fell unbiased just happened to hit the Lincoln car, and all the windows of the car broke into **** instantly, and splashes were everywhere.

"Crack!"

In this extremely short period of time, the Lincoln roof was like a thin iron sheet under the weight of a boulder, severely deformed, and the metal distortion sound was creepy.

The driver and Ah Chun were immediately crushed, blood shot, and they couldn't live anymore.

Ling Zhuang, who was severely overturned by the smoke and dust, fell five meters away, looking at this scene with shock...