Vol 7 Chapter 972: :eleven

Towards the afternoon, the entire Dongshan ushered in a heavy rain without warning.

Heavy rain swept across the entire Dongshan area, the weather was gloomy, thunder roared, and the whole world seemed to become dim in the heavy rain.

Qingzhou.

A black car with a city license plate penetrated the rain curtain and drove into the villa area where the He family was located. He Yilong, the eldest son of the He family with a blank look on his face, respectfully followed the mysterious figure in front of him who had heard about it but had never come into contact with it for the first time until today. The boss got out of the car and led the other party to knock on the door of his house slightly slowly.

Because of the heavy rain, Mr. He, who originally planned to go to Qindao today, was left at home. When he saw his son bringing guests to the door and being respectful, the old man understood what was going on and was a little confused at the same time.

What made the father and son even more stunned on the spot was that the boss looked at the old man and said "uncle".

This earth-shattering title immediately shocked both father and son. The old man's head was buzzing when he shook hands with the other party.

The big boss who suddenly came to the door definitely deserves this title, at least in Dongshan as a whole.

Although they had never had contact with each other before, both father and son were very familiar with him.

Vice Speaker Ji Ankang...

Although on the surface, Ji Ankang is only the third boss of Dongshan, but with his series of actions after arriving in Dongshan, almost everyone who knows the inside story understands that the one who calls the shots in Dongshan now is actually Ji Ankang. What is on the surface and what is in reality are completely different things.

What do some old foxes and old fritters in Dongshan care about most?

Especially in He Yilong's circle, what they care about is not who has the biggest hat on his head. What they really care about is who has the final say.

From this point of view, Ji Ankang is undoubtedly the master of Dongshan today.

He Yilong can also rank third in the entire Qingzhou, but how does his weight compare with Ji Ankang?

It is precisely because his position is neither high nor low that we can hear more rumors about Ji Ankang. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

It is said that the power behind the third boss is at its peak at this time, and is still on the rise. This third boss is considered an extremely important figure in the circle behind him, and is likely to go further in the future, so when he comes After arriving here, the big boss and the second boss will give way...

There are many similar rumors, which undoubtedly intensified Ji Ankang's prestige.

For such a person, he was already flattered when he suddenly came to Qingzhou to see He Yilong. Now seeing the third boss holding his father's hand and calling him uncle, He Yilong felt a little weak on the spot.

Ji Ankang didn't say much, but told the He family and his son in a gentle manner that Mrs. He and He Yishui had followed Wang Yuetong (Li Mutong) to Tiannan. Xiao Chaoshi has now recovered, and he himself received Donghuang According to the instructions, the He family was invited to Tiannan for a casual meal.

Ji Ankang directly mentioned Li Tianlan's name.

As soon as the name came out, He Yilong immediately understood which group the mysterious and mysterious circle behind Ji Ankang was, and he also understood who the boss behind Ji Ankang was.

But he couldn't figure out how his family was related to the special adviser. The only explanation seemed to be because of Li Mutong. No, what did the third boss say just now, Wang Yuetong? This name... sounds familiar.

Ji Ankang didn't say much, and politely asked the father and son to get in the car.

The He family father and son got into the car with trepidation and full of expectations. The black car left as quickly as it came. In less than ten minutes, it disappeared again in the rain.

Perhaps because he left in a hurry, the old man didn't turn off the lights when he left.

The soft light is still on.

The light shines on the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby on the first floor, casting a graceful and tall shadow.

Feng Qingwu, who was in a secret state, stood there all the time.

She watched the He family father and son leave in the car, looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and...the figure in the rain.

That familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure.

The figure who once existed in this time and space was sent away by Li Tianlan.

The figure whom I no longer recognized, so I bullied him.

A man that no one can remember today.

The eleventh prince of the God of War world...

Lin Shiyi.

The figure in his sight was different from the Emperor Zhou in his initial memory, and also somewhat different from Lin Shiyi.

This difference includes certain differences in face and body. The only thing they have in common is cleanliness.

This is a very clean man.

Even though he was standing in the rainstorm and covered in mud, he still felt clean.

This cleanliness seems to have become his biggest label.

But with this kind of cleanliness, people will instinctively ignore his appearance, his figure, and his temperament, and will only remember his cleanliness.

The kind of cleanliness that seems pleasing to the eye at first glance, but the more you look at it, the more you feel chilled inside.

What should real cleanliness look like?

Not neatly dressed.

It’s not that it’s white and clean, free from dust.

Clean to the extreme, it should be nothingness. Any emotion, any thought, any feeling is just burden and dirt.

Real purity should be like void, endless, bottomless, unchanging, like reality, and existing like nothingness.

Feng Qingwu quietly looked at that extremely clean figure...

And there were... densely packed corpses around him.

Lin Shiyi stood in the heavy rain.

And around him, the densely packed corpses were all Lin Shiyi's.

One after another, Lin Shiyi fell in the rain curtain in different postures. Some were dead-eyed, some had distorted expressions, some were laughing maniacally, and some were numb.

The dead fell down and the alive stood, no matter whether they fell or stood, they were all Lin Shiyi.

Lin Shiyi in the rain curtain seemed to be the last survivor. He stood in the heavy rain, as if he had forgotten what to do, like a statue, he had been standing for a long, long time.

Feng Qingwu pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze and looked towards the hall.

The hall where everything was normal in the eyes of Mr. He, Ji Ankang and He Yilong just now was actually always overcrowded.

Feng Qingwu saw Lin Shiyi walking beside her carrying a wine bottle.

There were two Lin Shiyi nearby muttering something to themselves.

Far away, some of Lin Eleven and others were playing poker, some were watching TV, some were hanging upside down on the roof to make decorations, and some were studying the walls bit by bit.

In the hall, on the stairs, in the corridor on the second floor, in the constantly opening and closing bedrooms, kitchen, dining room, bathroom...

The dense crowd of Lin Shiyi was constantly coming in and out from every corner. Everyone had different emotions, said different words, and did different things.

Feng Qingwu looked at this scene calmly.

Her figure condensed little by little from the shadow state, and turned into a gorgeous beauty.

She bypassed all Lin Shiyi and walked to the sofa in the center of the living room.

On the sofa, next to where Mr. He was sitting just now, there was Lin Shiyi sitting there.

Different from other Lin Shiyi.

This Lin Shi's sitting posture was extremely upright and standard. He was motionless, calm and focused. He had been sitting there for who knows how long.

Just now, without Mr. He knowing, he had been sitting next to the old man and watching TV with him for nearly two hours.

Feng Qingwu remembered clearly that in two hours, Lin Shiyi's breathing rhythm did not even change at all, not to mention moving.

Feng Qingwu's eyes became a little complicated.

After a slight hesitation, she walked over gently, walked behind him, put her hands on Lin Shiyi's shoulders, rubbed them gently, and said in a low voice: "Father is awake."

no respond.

After more than ten seconds, Lin Shiyi nodded and hummed without emotion.

"Can my secret state be lifted?"

Feng Qingwu asked.

No matter Xi Bai, Qin Weibai, Xuanyuan Wushang, or even the person involved, Xia Zhi, now thinks that Feng Qingwu is a good girl who cheats her father.

But in fact, she was just willing to completely trust her man.

Lin Shiyi said that cheating never existed. No matter how much she tried to fool Taihao or win over Xia Zhi, nothing would be a problem. Even if there was a problem, it would only be a minor problem. As long as Li Tianlan wakes up, her two A mother would not cause trouble for her.

At that time, Li Tianlan will explain those issues to her.

"Wait a minute."

Lin Shiyi said calmly: "He shouldn't have time to explain now..."

"What is Father doing?"

Feng Qingwu asked subconsciously.

Lin Shiyi shook his head calmly: "I...can't see it."

As a memory authority that has never been officially understood by anyone, the so-called clone can be said to be a major feature of this authority. As long as he is willing, he can have his clone in every corner of the world.

He now even has thousands of clones wandering around the East Palace headquarters.

But Lin Shiyi didn't know what Li Tianlan was doing now, and he couldn't see it.

As the Supreme Being who is about to be promoted to become a real person, even if Li Tianlan is not in complete condition now, Lin Shiyi will not be able to see everything related to him unless Li Tianlan is willing to let him see it.

"Are you sure my father will explain it to me?"

Feng Qingwu was a little confused.

"Will do."

Lin Eleven nodded: "This matter is not a bad thing for him. Now, no, he should think of something soon, so your problem is not a problem..."

"Why are you so sure?"

Feng Qingwu hesitated for a moment and said softly: "In the future of Xia Zhi, I will become the God of Killing."

"Because I am Lin Shiyi..."

Lin Shishi paused and continued: "Between your father and me..."

After another pause, he spoke again: "The new authority will be a brand new camp. This is no secret now, but what they don't know is that a new camp does not necessarily require new forces..."