Ling Heng sat in the car and looked at the familiar scenery outside. Compared with the sky, the people here seemed to be still enjoying a comfortable life.

He understood that it would be the same as the sky in a few days and people would be in panic.

Seeing that he was getting closer to his adoptive father's house, Ling Heng felt a little uneasy at this moment.

As soon as I got off the bus, some neighbors around seemed to have seen ghosts. They all came in and hid, completely losing their previous enthusiasm.

"What's going on?" Qingzi also noticed something was wrong, frowned and glanced at the surroundings, with doubts in her eyes.

"Is something wrong?" Zuo Qiu was also full of worry.

As soon as these words were said, the few people did not dare to neglect them, and they all ran towards Song Hai's house.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Ling Heng felt something was wrong.

The door was broken, and there were still some blood on the ground.

When I pushed the door open, it was even more so in the yard.

"What's going on?" Ling Heng glanced around and immediately checked the room, "Entertainment Father, Xinxin!!!"

They searched all the rooms one after another, but there were still no two people.

At this moment, Ling Heng knew that something must have happened.

At this moment, someone shook outside the door: "Ling Heng?"

Hearing this sound, Ling Heng and the others looked back and realized that it was the old man next door.

"Uncle Li, what's going on, our family..."

"Just yesterday, someone suddenly broke in, and we didn't dare to come and saw it. We heard a sound. After these people left, your adoptive father... fell into the yard."

Hearing what Li Bo said, Ling Heng frowned even deeper.

"It seems that Beichen's people took action." Zuo Qiu pointed his forehead slightly and gave his own guess.

"What about my sister?" Ling Heng continued to ask.

"I haven't seen you, I seem to have been taken away, and I haven't seen you since."

At this point, Ling Heng was even more angry.

Unexpectedly, these people attacked so quickly. What shocked him even more was that the people from Beichen had just arrived in Tiandu yesterday, but they took action at the same time. It can be imagined that people must have been arranged before.

After seeing Li Bo away, Ling Heng sat in the yard, and the few people around him didn't know what to say.

"Sir Zhan, in this situation, it seems that this is not a place to stay for a long time, so why don't you go first."

Zuoqiu glanced around and worried that Beichen's people were still nearby, so he suggested leaving first.

After being silent for a long time, Ling Heng nodded.

"You go to Yunhai Airport to wait for me first. I want to see my adopted father."

In fact, Ling Heng knew very well that the more this time, the less he could give the enemy any chance.

But his adoptive father raised him since he was a child, and he had to take a last look at him for both emotion and reason.

In addition, his sister is gone, maybe he can find some clues in Song Hai.

"Then I'll go with you!" Qingzi did not hesitate at all.

"At this time, it is not easy for me to attract attention when I go alone," Ling Heng waved his hand to refuse, "You go and arrange the plane first. I will leave later and fly straight to Beichen."

After going deep into the tiger's den, Ling Heng naturally understood this principle.

Since Beichen wanted to play with him, after many years, he didn't mind going back and creating another miracle.

After seeing off a few people, Ling Heng first contacted Zhuang Jian. Under the other party's command, he quickly found the location of Song Hai.

Jiulishan Funeral Home.

As soon as we arrived, the breath of death came towards us.

After entering the door, an old man sat in the security room and looked at the newspaper.

Going further in, someone passed by, but he just walked in a hurry and saw Ling Heng just hid far away.

"Hello, I've asked if there was a body sent before." Ling Heng asked casually when he walked to the security guard.

"There are dozens of people coming here every day. How do I know which one you are asking?"

Seeing that the other party was angry, Ling Heng took out a stack of money from his pocket: "A middle-aged man should have a knife wound on his body. He was sent in at 4 o'clock yesterday afternoon."

Looking at the money placed on the table, the old man immediately put down the newspaper when he saw this. His cold face changed into a smile.

"Some, some, seem to be surnamed Song, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's a bit miserable. I was stabbed more than a dozen times," the old man said, taking the money into his arms, and then walked out of the security room, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Following the other party, Ling Heng felt uncomfortable after hearing the message from his adoptive father.

I took Ling Heng to the morgue. It was surprisingly quiet here. I don’t know whether it was the air conditioner or the morgue cabinet. A chill climbed up to Ling Heng’s heart.

"Are you a family member?"

"Yes." Ling Heng nodded.

"I had to go through some procedures, but now they are all out. Seeing that you are kind-hearted, I let you see it out of the ordinary."

Ling Heng nodded and thanked him, took out the remaining money and handed it over: "Thank you."

Seeing the boy in front of him, the old man took it happily: "Ten minutes, otherwise I won't be able to explain."

After glanced at the black body bag in front of him, the old man seemed unwilling to stay for more, so he turned around and walked out towards the door.

Looking down at the body bag, Ling Heng never thought that he would meet his adoptive father like this.

He opened the body bag with trembling hands, but at this moment, a cold light broke out from the bag.

Blade light?

The speed of this knife was extremely fast, but not as fast as Ling Heng's reaction.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to stab the middle of his eyebrows, he could shatter the blade with just a flash.

The person in the body bag got up and wanted to continue attacking with a broken knife, but Ling Heng punched him back.

Bang!

The killer slammed heavily on the corpse cabinet. When he looked at it again, he was gone. This time he was really dead.

Seeing this scene, Ling Heng turned around and looked at the door, and the old man was already in a pool of blood.

There were dozens of people standing outside, each carrying weapons, and the clothes were uniform, wrapped in black cloth, which only allowed people to see their eyes.

Beichen Shadow Guard!

Ling Heng recognized these people's outfits at a glance.

I met it before when I went to Beichen, but they were all not-class.

The one I killed just now was only at SS level, and the people outside, judging from the number of breathing segments, were at most SS level.

"Hmph, Beichen Shadow Guard, I haven't seen you for a long time. But you guys don't think you can kill me like this, right?"

Ling Heng dragged his body and walked out slowly, with a broken knife on his hand.

One person faced dozens of people, and before he could fight, he suppressed them with his own breath.

Every time he took a step forward, the Beichen Shadow Guard took a step back.

After a few steps, Ling Heng suddenly stood in front of him.

Song Hai appeared!

But he was dragged by someone, and there was a knife around his neck.

"Ling Heng, run!!!"

After seeing clearly that it was his son, Song Hai shouted at him without any hesitation.

"Entertainment Father!"

Ling Heng was about to step forward, but one of the shadow guards waved his hand at him, and waved his sword toward Song Hai again...
Chapter completed!