Then I saw a middle-aged man wearing a shabby Tang suit walking quickly towards the crowd.

The man looked serious and had a national face, thick eyebrows, wide mouth, tall, but a little hunched back.

"Master Yan!"

"Master Yan!"

"Hello Mr. Yan!"

...

The Liang family around him saw the middle-aged man and nodded and greeted him.

Although they called out enthusiastically, Lin Yang keenly discovered that everyone had a little sarcasm and disdain on their faces.

Their respect is not from the heart.

"Um."

The middle-aged man nodded to the crowd, then walked over and stood in front of Lin Yang.

Lin Yang closed his eyes and said nothing.

He knew this person, but he believed that this person might not be able to recognize him.

But when he appeared, it must be related to Liang Sheng and Liang Hongying. I'm afraid he also knew Lin Yang's identity...

The fact is, only this person can stop him at the moment.

Because this person is Liang Qiuyan’s husband, Liang Fengyan!

Liang Fengyan is a very serious and traditional person. After Liang Qiuyan took him as his adopted son, Liang Fengyan did not object. Sometimes he would tease Lin Yang, but he didn't have much contact with Lin Yang. However, for Liang Qiuyan's sake, Lin Yang would still give him a minimum respect...

"Lin...Mr. Lin, please come with me first, I'll say a few words to you... Can you?" Liang Fengyan looked at Lin Yang with complexity and spoke slowly.

"Do you want to persuade me too?" Lin Yang said hoarsely.

He not only stood up for Su Yan, but also stood up for Liang Qiuyan. Could it be that Liang Fengyan also wants to fight against him?

How heartbreaking is this?

However, Liang Fengyan clenched his fist tightly, bit his teeth tightly, his tiger's eyes slightly red, and said hard: "Child...you...just listen to me..."

His tone was almost begging.

Lin Yang's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Liang Fengyan for a moment.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lin Yang said hoarsely: “Okay, I’ll give you a chance to hear what you are going to say!”

After saying that, Lin Yang walked towards a warehouse next to him.

Liang Fengyan also hurriedly followed in.

"Uncle Yan, you must persuade Lin Yang!" Liang Sheng at the door prayed in his heart.

At this time, it is probably Liang Fengyan's best to use it...

Seeing that there were many Liang family members gathering outside, Liang Sheng immediately shouted: "It's okay, it's okay, everyone has dispersed, they have all dispersed!"

"Brother Sheng, who is this person? What's going on?" someone asked in confusion.

"It's just a guest of our Liang family. Don't make a fuss. You can't make a fuss about the Liang family. There's nothing wrong with it. Don't talk about what happened here. Have you heard it? If anyone is chewing on the root of the gossip, be careful that I'll peel him off!" Liang Sheng shouted.

"Yes, Brother Sheng!"

People shouted, but each pair of eyes was still confused.

Liang Sheng was too lazy to explain to these people. He trotted a few steps to the old man who was still lying on the ground and quickly helped the old man up.

"Brother Wen, are you okay?" Liang Sheng asked carefully.

"I...I'm fine, I'm just a little uncomfortable..." Wen Bo took a few breaths and said weakly.

"I'll send you to the hospital right away!" Liang Sheng said hurriedly.

"Hospital? No...no...I'll just rest. Once I'll calm my breath, I'll recover."

"Brother Wen, you have such a strong martial arts skills, how could this happen? You might have gotten geriatric disease, right?" Liang Sheng asked curiously.

Wen Bo has been guarding the Liang family since he was a child. He has been here with wind and sun. He has never seen Wen Bo get sick and cold, so why did he fall suddenly?

Wen Bo did not say anything, but stood up with difficulty and raised his withered hand.

Liang Sheng looked at him, but saw an extremely slender pinhole on his wrist.

"Brother Wen, when did you go to drip? Did you really catch a cold?" Liang Sheng asked in surprise.

"This is not the injection needle hole, but the needle hole of the silver needle." Wen Bo looked at the whistle intently.

"Silver Needle?" Liang Sheng's mouth widened.

"I was brought down by that kid." Wen Bo said hoarsely.

"What?"

Liang Sheng's mouth was so huge that he could no longer speak.

A small silver needle... knocked down Wen Bo?

If you tell this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one in the Liang family will believe it...

......

......

In the warehouse.

Liang Fengyan closed the door, but did not turn back immediately, but turned his back to Lin Yang, as if he was thinking about something. It was not known how long it took before turning his head and making a sound.

"Are you Xiaoyang?"

"It's me."

Lin Yang stabbed his neck with a silver needle, and his god-like face immediately returned to Lin Yang's appearance.

"Is this what you are?" Liang Fengyan asked in surprise.

"That was what I was like before." Lin Yang said.

"How did you do it?" Liang Fengyan said incredibly.

It's like magic.

But Lin Yang said nothing.

Liang Fengyan took a deep breath and knew that now was not the time to talk about this.

"Xiaoyang, you must... hate me very much, right?"

"No, I just look down on you." Lin Yang whispered.

"Yes." Liang Fengyan smiled bitterly: "Even his wife can't protect him, what's the use of a person like me? I deserve to be looked down upon..."

"So, why not protect my godmother?" Lin Yang asked indifferently.

However, this casual sentence was like a needle, deeply stimulating Liang Fengyan.

He suddenly raised his head, his tiger's eyes turned red, and he stared at Lin Yang, lowered his voice and shouted: "Why? Do you still understand why? Because I don't have the ability! I'm incompetent! I'm a waste! Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Lin Yang fell into silence again.

But Liang Fengyan looked around in his pocket, took out a bag of Yellow Crane Tower, lit one on his own, and then sat on the wooden chair next to him, saying hoarsely: "Actually, your godmother shouldn't have endured such a disaster. She was not a sinner of our Liang family, but a pity... she offended someone... she offended someone she shouldn't have offended... She really... shouldn't have done that... Why was she so impulsive..."

As he spoke, Liang Fengyan closed his tiger's eyes tightly, and tears as big as beans could no longer be curbed and flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

Lin Yang never thought that Uncle Yan, who has always been serious and strong, would have such a helpless and desperate side...

"What...what happened?" Lin Yang asked in a low voice.

But when Liang Fengyan raised his empty eyes, he said, "Xiaoyang, have you heard of...Wangyou Island?"
Chapter completed!