Jingcheng, Luojia, Siheyuan.

In today's capital, there are fewer and fewer quadrangles. There are very few that can occupy an entire quadrangle for one family. Gradually, this kind of quadrangle, which carries the traditional virtues of China, is becoming more and more popular.

The joy of powerful people.

In Beijing, if you don’t live in a courtyard house, you wouldn’t dare to tell anyone about what an awesome person you are.

The layout of the Luo family's courtyard is simple, but it has been carefully carved. It has an ancient feel. It has small bridges, flowing water, tree-lined paths, plus the scattered pavilions and the lush forest. Just stand and look into the distance.

, which makes people’s breasts open up a bit.

An old man stood in the ancient carved pavilion, as if looking at Lin Hai in a daze. Behind him, there were men and women standing in a row. Their faces were full of anxiety, but they did not dare to speak.

, as if worried that it would disturb the old man.

The breeze blew by, bringing a slight chill, but those who were standing couldn't bear it after all. A fifty-year-old man whispered: "Dad, the wind has picked up, do you want to go back to the house?"

The old man turned around, glanced at the children behind him, and said, "Are you here for Xingyong's business?"

The woman wearing an expensive coat and a rich face next to the man wiped her tears and sobbed: "Dad, please save Xingyong, you are the only one who can save him now."

"Save him? When you did this, didn't you think about the consequences?" The old man's eyes swept over each of the children, and they all immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look at the old man.

"Dad, Xiaoyong also works for the Luo family..." A wealthy woman named Fang Furong, Luo Xingyong's mother, heard that her father-in-law said something unkind, so she defended Luo Xingyong.

"Doing things? Is this how you do things for the Luo family? You actually sell drugs!" The old man slammed the table in the pavilion, and the hard stone table was shattered with one palm, frightening Fang Furong and others into silence.

Although the old man has given up his position as the head of the family for several years, his power is still so powerful that no one dares to disobey him.

"Boss, tell me!" Seeing that no one dared to speak, the old man immediately named Luo Xingyong's father, Luo Zhixiang.

Luo Zhixiang looked bitter and said: "Dad, I acquiesced in Xingyong's matter. This has also been the main income of our Luo family over the years..."

The old man felt a pain in his heart for no reason. When did the dignified Luo family fall to relying on drug trafficking for support? It is true that drug trafficking is a huge profit, but if others can do this kind of thing, how can the Luo family do it? Let alone being

Dragon Soul's people caught him on the spot.

"You have kept it from me for so many years. Don't talk about the past anymore. From today on, the Luo family is not allowed to have anything to do with drugs." The old man said sternly. The Luo family has the pride of the Luo family. Even if they starve to death, they can't.

Rely on this to make huge profits.

"Dad, what about Xiaoyong..."

Luo Zhixiang had a bitter look on his face. He took over the position of the head of the family from his father five years ago. He was originally full of confidence, but in the end he found that the head of the family was not as glorious as he had imagined. Especially in recent years, various family businesses have successively

Bankruptcy made him miserable, and then he got involved in drug trafficking. He didn't expect that today, even his son would be involved...

"You sever the father-son relationship with him and pick out the Luo family." The old man said firmly.

"No, dad, Xiaoyong is your grandson. Tiger poison can't eat its seeds. How can you throw your grandson into the fire like you do?"

Fang Furong was immediately furious. She came to beg the old man because she wanted him to use his personal connections to rescue Xiaoyong. But now, instead of saving him, the old man not only refused to save him, but also severed ties with Xiaoyong for the sake of the Luo family's unwarranted reputation.

, that would be tantamount to directly sentencing Luo Xingyong to death!

The old man remained silent, but Fang Furong cast her eyes on Luo Zhixiang and said sternly: "Luo, if you dare to sever ties with Xiaoyong, I will never be done with you!"

Luo Zhixiang lowered his head, but said: "Dad, I think Xiaoyong is also doing it for the Luo family. Let's do this. You call the chief and save Xiaoyong. From now on, our Luo family will not touch drugs. You

Do you think it will work?"

The old man's pupils shrank, his eyes were like daggers, and he said sternly: "Boss, is this your attitude?"

"Dad, I am the head of the Luo family now, and I think this is the right thing to do." Luo Zhixiang did not dare to raise his head, but he spoke very quickly.

"You go, I will make the call, and you don't have to come to me again in the future."

The old man waved his hand, as if he had aged more than ten years. The children behind him opened their mouths, but in the end they said nothing and just walked away silently. Behind the old man, only an old servant remained.

After a long time, the old man made a call.

The sky is getting darker, and the old man's figure is getting thinner and thinner.

…

When Yang Xie was in class, he received a call from Yun Mu. Yang Xie sneaked out secretly. Yun Mu's first two sentences made Yang Xie a little confused: "Yang Xie, Luo Xingyong was picked up, and the boss spoke

."

Yang Xie really didn't expect that the backstage of the Luo family was indeed all-encompassing. The ones Yun Mu was pointing to must be those leaders, otherwise they wouldn't be able to lift him away from Dragon Soul.

"I see."

Yang Xie hung up the phone, but he didn't feel cynical. He was no longer the age of passionate people. Naturally, he knew that the world was not just white and black. Things like this happened quite a lot.

Perhaps, only when you control the entire country of China, or even the entire world, can you implement your will.

It was obviously not appropriate to enter the classroom at this time, so I simply skipped half of the class. Anyway, the time for Shangguan Lingyun’s little Luo Jin to get blistered by Xuan Taizhen was about to come, so he had better go back to the villa and wait to build this guy a long

The sword is ready.

During the previous trip to Ying Kingdom, Yang Xie had obtained enough materials to build a long sword for Shangguan Lingyun. This guy was also very skilled, and he only gave himself a piece of small Luo gold. What a piece of shit.

I am really unkind to others...

Well, it should be said that I made careless friends.

Yang Xie cursed and set the time. "Almighty Forging" had been opened a long time ago. As soon as the time came, he immediately took out Xiao Luo Jin. The sledgehammer suddenly fell down and hit the top of Xiao Luo Jin with a hammer.

Removal of impurities.

There was no delay or sloppiness in the slightest. Every movement Yang Xie made and every material added seemed to have been practiced countless times. The flow was like water and seemed to have some special rhythm. After a while,

, a long sword was immediately born.

Yang Xie casually held a sword flower and was very satisfied. He added the Blood Hell Stone to the sword, which could increase Shangguan Lingyun's strength by at least 30%!

"Sao Nian, is this the only sword you can make?"

Xueyunzi was suspended in mid-air, flying up and down around such a fine steel sword, with a sad look on his face. With Yang Xie's level of forging, when would he be able to build himself a huge army of weapon girls...

Yang Xie had a strange look on his face. He probably remembered the empty promise he made to Xueyunzi, so he comforted him and said, "Don't worry, don't you know that I am a genius? Soon my forging strength will improve by leaps and bounds.

"

"Sao Nian, if you can answer my question, I will believe you." Xueyunzi said quietly.

"Tell me." Yang Xie was very confident in his abilities. Furthermore, no matter how tricky the question raised by Xueyunzi was, wouldn't there be a little demon to save him?

Xueyunzi opened his mouth and said: "The funny and sexy years have caused a huge psychological shadow on me, please ask for the area of ​​​​the shadow!"

Yang Xie: "..."
Chapter completed!