Chapter 753

While Ye Tianlong was hiding in the bathroom and howling, a black car was slowly driving into the Broken Bridge Garden in West Lake City.

It was the darkest time before dawn, but the Broken Bridge Garden was brightly lit, with many guards standing around, and some people guarding high places.

There were a lot of muddy cars on the body gradually parked in an open space, and then the door opened and three people were drilled out, one of whom was Song Zhu who had rushed back from Mingjiang.

There was dust and dust, but there was no haggardness on his face. On the contrary, there was a scorching light in his eyes.

He touched the top of his head, removed the rain brought by Mingjiang, and then patted his clothes again, paying attention to his appearance like a pilgrimage.

Then, Song Zhu walked into the main building and walked to the lobby. He asked a bodyguard in a low voice, "Has the madam got up?"

The bodyguard immediately responded: "Madam got up an hour ago. She is practicing swords in the back garden."

Song Zhu nodded silently, and then walked through the hall and corridors to the back garden, which was full of flowers and plants. The back garden was as brightly lit and heavily guarded.

The gloomy Song Zhu appeared, and it made a few rays of light shine in the dark, but it soon dimmed again, obviously recognizing himself.

Before he walked to the pavilion, Song Zhu saw a white figure with long sleeves floating, singing and dancing, and what he was reading was Xin Qiji's "Broken Time".

"Drunk with the lamp and watch the sword, dreaming back to blow the horns and even camp."

"Eight hundred miles under the command of the sun, the fifty strings turn over the sound of the cock, and the battlefield is in the fall."

The white figure is fluttering and the long hair is dancing in the wind without being tied. A beautiful face is looming in the flying sword.

But her eyes are like the stars in the night sky, with endless tenderness.

Her movements are gentle and soothing, but the long sword is extremely moving in the extreme silence, full of heroic spirit and poignant beauty, which makes people can't help but disappear.

Rao is a man of determination like Song Zhu, and he can't help but indulge in a dreamlike sword dance.

"The horse made Lu Fei is fast, and his bow is like a thunderbolt."

"When the king is in the world, he won the name before and after his life, and it happened pitifully!"

When Song Zhu slowly walked to the steps of the pavilion, the white figure was chanting the last two sentences, and then the long sword in his hand pierced out.

"Ding--"

The long sword pierced a petal blown by the morning breeze, and then stopped all movements with a crisp sound, and stopped in front of Song Zhu's nose like condensation.

Song Zhu's nose twitched twice, and he smelled a scent of flowers, but also felt a hint of murder.

"flutter!"

Afterwards, the tip of the sword shook, and the petals in the thorn suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments and falling to the ground. At the same time, the long sword was retracted like a spiral.

Song Zhu looked in the direction of the long sword and saw that the long sword was gracefully sheathed by the white-clothed woman, and the killing intent disappeared in an instant.

In his field of vision, there were a pair of straight long legs and crystal-clear jade feet that did not stain the dust. The snow-white made Song Zhu's breath unable to stop.

"Head Song, are you here?"

Mrs. Dai threw the long sword to one of her followers, and then walked barefoot to a small sofa in the pavilion, and she lay down lazily like a Persian cat, rippling with a seductive whiteness.

She looked at Song Zhu respectfully with a calm gaze, and smiled: "It's been hard all the way, everything is fine."

"No hard work, this is what Song Zhu should do."

Song Zhu is the same as Dai Wanli. Although Mrs. Dai made her blood soar, she did not dare to commit any transgressions: "It's just that she has failed her high expectations."

"There is no credit or hard work for Mingjiang. Song Zhu is really sorry, Madam."

Mrs. Dai's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she recovered her calm: "Dai Wanli's success is not enough to fail. I can understand. After all, I value his loyalty more than his ability, but Team Leader Song shouldn't. The master of the game is also a veteran of the underworld for many years."

"How can there be no credit and no hard work?"

Song Zhu moved the corner of his mouth a few times, and then responded in a low voice: "I received instructions from my wife to help me properly, so I rushed to Qiu Ming Mountain as soon as possible."

"I thought that even if I didn't participate in the whole process, I could still exert my strength in the middle and late stages, but when I arrived, the battle was over."

Song Zhu told about the night's events: "De Mingzi is protected by tricky people, and Dai Wanli's people can't stop him."

"When I appeared, they had already killed Dai Wanli's people seven or eighty eight, leaving only one of Dai Wanli's captain of the guard to support him."

When Mrs. Dai heard this, her pretty face was cold: "Dai Wanli is an idiot, telling him not to use familiar faces, he just enters the left ear and the right ear comes out."

"Complicate things that could be retreated and entered."

She said coldly: "If someone recognizes those familiar faces, the plan to blame the Flying Dragon Gang and anger Mr. Dai will be ruined."

"Don't worry, Madam, I tried Dai Mingzi. She didn't even know Dai Wanli's guards. When I left, they ruined their facial features."

Song Zhu hurriedly expressed relief: "The captain of the guard was also beaten to death by me. There is no evidence to fall off the cliff."

"I heard De Mingzi yelling to catch him, worried that the captain of the guard would be taken by them, and it would be troublesome to confess Dai Wanli."

He added and explained: "So I shot and killed the captain of the guard, making this matter unconvincing. After all, the only familiar face is this guard."

Mrs. Dai's pretty face showed a hint of compliment: "It's a good job."

"Thank you for the compliment, Madam, but it doesn't make much sense. It's far from the result we want."

Song Zhu has a trace of regret on his face: "After killing the captain of the guard, I used my trust back then to get Mingzi in the car, and then return to Xihu City together."

"I once thought that as long as Akiko got in my car, I would take my life and take a chance to hit a car on the highway."

Mrs. Dai nodded again: "Team Leader Song is really hardworking. This time, no matter what the ending is, you should make a contribution."

"Madam slapped my face, I was just an idea, the facts have no chance to come true."

Song Zhu exhaled a long breath: "The girl is anxious to report to Mr. Dai that she is safe, and she has to go to the police station to make a transcript, and she won't give me a chance to repair the knife."

"Report to Mr. Dai? Their relationship has not been very good recently."

There was a hint of surprise on Madam Dai's face: "That girl usually hides from his father when accidents happen, and is worried that he will never let her out again."

"Even if she didn't want to hide from her family, she would not be so proactive."

She flashed a smile: "Tell my father to be safe... I really grew up."

"The girl didn't give a chance, and she insisted on going to the police station. I wanted to violently attack her, but the guy next to her was too vigilant."

Song Zhu remembered Ye Tianlong, whose eyes were ticking, and recalled the whole process of meeting. Once again, he still wasn't sure to kill him:

"He not only protects Demingzi strictly, but he also tightens his nerves to guard me at all times."

"He looks tired, but I am still not sure to kill him. In order to avoid exposing my involvement with my wife, I finally gave up the phone meeting."

"I finally escorted them to the police station."

"Before I came back, I met Dai Wanli at a crossroads and let him hide for two days no matter what the situation."

"Leader Song, you did a very good job. Although the result is a little bit different, at least you didn't leave the tail."

Madam Dai waved Song Zhu to sit down and drink tea: "By the way, who is the guy protecting Dai Mingzi?"

"Why haven't I heard that Mr. Dai sent such a powerful bodyguard to Demingzi? Is it Sanshu or Han Xiaolong?"

Song Zhu gently shook his head: "It's not them, it's Ye Tianlong."

The light in Mrs. Dai's eyes brightened, and then slowly calmed down, her pretty face was more playful for a while: "Ye Tianlong again..."

"It seems that I'm looking for a chance to meet him well."