Ye Tianlong appeared in the backyard to hunt down Kong Feihan and the others.

But he didn't expect that when he stood in the back garden, there was already a spot of blood, and Kong Feihan's head was also rolling at his feet.

And among the corpses everywhere, an old man in white was standing, with blood flowing into a river, but he was not stained with blood, but the bones of the fairy wind were indifferent and powerful.

He didn't hold a knife in his hand, but Ye Tianlong knew that the enemy in this place must have died under his knife.

Ye Tianlong also knew that this old man was Ye Weiguo.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Before seeing Ye Weiguo, Ye Tianlong had wondered in his heart what kind of person this person who participated in the Ten Great Battle would be.

Really meeting Ye Weiguo at this moment, what Ye Tianlong thought in his heart was that only such a person would not humiliate the title of defending the country.

"Tenlong, you are fine."

Ye Weiguo looked at Ye Tianlong with interest: "Grandpa is okay."

Ye Tianlong felt that his eyelids twitched, as if everything about him was seen through by Ye Weiguo, including his fake identity.

He was very surprised that Ye Weiguo was stronger, at least more overbearing than Ye Tianlong imagined. What precipitated at the age of ninety-nine was not aging, but wisdom and skill.

Then Ye Tianlong was relieved again, Ye Weiguo really has nothing to excel, how can he maintain a little loyalty in the complicated situation in Taicheng?

You know, whether it is the old Taicheng family or the current Mingyue Group, they are all masters who cannibalize people without spitting out bones.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianlong had admiration in his eyes, but soon returned to calmness. As long as his identity has not been exposed, he will continue to perform.

"Grandpa is fine, you go to the room and rest, I'll let someone handle the scene."

Ye Tianlong said softly: "It's windy and **** here, it's not good for your health."

The most important point is that Ye Tianlong does not want to be discovered. This corpse is a masterpiece of Ye Weiguo, which will subvert the perception of many people.

Ye Weiguo smiled kindly: "The wind is indeed a bit big, but grandpa can hold it, but it's bloody, which makes me a little uncomfortable."

"Okay, I'll go back and rest. By the way, after you have settled the matter, come to the room to see Grandpa."

There is softness in his eyes: "Grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time, and I really want to talk to you..."

With these words, the strong breath of Ye Weiguo disappeared without a trace, and he returned to the posture of a vicissitudes of life.

If you simply analyze the comprehensive life signals such as pulse, heartbeat, and breathing, Ye Weiguo at this moment is like a weak person who doesn’t understand martial arts at all.

Ye Tianlong secretly called the old man strong, and then respectfully said: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely come to visit you tomorrow morning."

When Ye Weiguo pushed the door in, he remembered something: "You still have a friend sleeping in the next room. You will let someone take her back."

"She is a nice little girl. In such a dangerous environment, it is rare to come here to protect me instead of holding a group for survival."

He showed a touch of compliment, Ye Tianlong was taken aback, and then thought of Wu Xinran, his heart softened, and he recognized her again.

When Ye Tianlong hugged Wu Xinran back to the lobby, a large number of police officers also rushed into the Ye Family Garden, swiftly pulling the cordon.

Chen Honghu witnessed the entire process of the attack on the Ye Family Garden, so she gave a detailed statement on behalf of the Ye Family and dealt with the reporter.

The actions of the Kong family were quickly exposed, shaking the entire Taicheng city. Not only did Kong Feihan and his gang died in vain, but the Kong family also suffered severe suppression.

All accounts and properties under Kong Feihan were sealed, and the Kongjia Garden was searched again by the police, and then expanded to the entire Kongjia industry.

Of the frozen assets, two billion quickly entered Ye's account, which was regarded as compensation.

Mingyue Group wants to cut with the Kong family and give the Ye family an explanation.

Ye Tianlong ignored the Kong family's affairs, he just quickly arranged Ye Qiuqi and Chen Taishi so that Wu Ma and the others could resume normal operations as soon as possible.

Afterwards, he cooked a pot of porridge and walked into the back garden around six o'clock.

The yard had been cleaned up long ago, and the fight last night was tragic. Nearly 400 people were killed or injured. There were corpses everywhere. No one wondered how Kong Feihan died.

So their bodies were bagged and transported away last night.

The ground and vegetation were cleaned in the first place, and a lot of grass dust was spread to cover the breath, and a lot of plum blossoms were bought to change the yard's killing air.

This made the yard not much different from the previous environment. Ye Tianlong also gently sniffed the plum blossom scent, and then knocked on the wooden door with the casserole.

"Grandpa, it's dinner."

Ye Tianlong walked into Ye Weiguo’s bedroom. Although it was in the dark and quiet room, he still felt a bright light in front of him.

Ye Weiguo's tall and straight body, like a long knife, stood in Ye Tianlong's field of vision.

He was standing in front of a row of photo frames in the corner, where there were more than a dozen photos, with his hands on his shoulders, he looked sharply at the person in the photo.

On the left hand side of Ye Weiguo, there is a tall bookshelf with all kinds of books on it, such as "Fu Guo Lun", "Analects", "Diamond Sutra" and so on.

The books are all covered with carved glass to isolate them from moisture and dust, and the glass is wiped so clean that even a trace of stain can not be found.

But Ye Weiguo was in the shadow of the bookshelf, and the two seemed to merge into one. Only the clear eyes were not affected by any foreign objects.

"Dragon, are you here?"

Hearing Ye Tianlong's movement, Ye Weiguo's expression softened, and his voice was as soft as the wind passing through a gap in the door. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

Ye Tianlong walked over with the casserole, then put it on a table, and replied with a light smile:

"Recently, it was cold and raining. Grandpa spent a lot of effort last night. I was worried that you were hungry, so I made a pot of porridge."

"Carrot and millet porridge can lower cholesterol, high blood pressure, and also invigorate the spleen and warm the stomach."

Ye Tianlong smiled and took out a pair of chopsticks: "Grandpa, see if it suits your taste."

"Carrot millet porridge?"

Ye Weiguo was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Ye Tianlong and smiled: "Tianlong, you are really a good boy."

"Is Tianlong dead?"

The old man's voice became lonely: "Child, you don't need white lies, I can withstand these blows."

To put it simply, it shows that he has seen through Ye Tianlong's identity.

Ye Tianlong's eyelids twitched, and then nodded: "Yes, he died and committed suicide for love."

There was a touch of grief across Ye Weiguo's face, as if he was worried about the confirmation of the news, and then he tried to restore his calm, his eyes fell on the frame and sighed:

"It seems that the top ten masters did not lie to me. I am destined to be alone for a hundred years."

"Seventy years ago, I was forced to abandon Mingjiang's wife and children and came to Taicheng, and I would have lost my wife and son if I would look for it later.

"The missing eldest son has been looking for a full ten years without news. I don't know if he is dead or alive..."

"Fifty years ago, I lost my second wife who died of dystocia and raised my second son alone."

"Three months ago, the second son and daughter-in-law both died in a car accident."

"Unexpectedly, today even the only grandson committed suicide for love..."