Wu Debing occupies a high position and has a smooth career. He has a strong desire to control power and women. His wife Zhuang Yan'e is not within his control. He had thought about ending this marriage in name only a long time ago, but in order to

His official career and many other reasons had slowed down for about twenty years, but now he didn't want to divorce because he found that the woman he had slept with for nearly twenty years had too many secrets, and she had an unknown secret in her hands.

A powerful force known to all.

Zhuang Yan'e bent down and picked up a prepared document bag from the ground, opened it, took out a stack of documents and a signature pen and placed them on the coffin board beside her. She said lightly: "This is the divorce agreement, property division and so on.

The content inside has been made very clear. Sign it and it will be easy to get together and part ways.”

Wu Debing sullenly reached out and picked up the agreement, flipped through it a few times, and said in a low voice: "Since we are planning to separate, these things are not important. I think you should still remember what you said on the wedding day!"

Zhuang Yan'e frowned and nodded: "Remember, I said I can do something for you. Even if we are separated, my words will still be valid."

Zhuang Yan'e's father was seriously ill many years ago. Thanks to Wu Debing, he not only found a way to hire the best doctors to treat Mr. Zhuang, but also took care of Mr. Zhuang without taking off his clothes for half a month in front of the hospital bed. His condition was miraculously stable.

After that, Zhuang Yan'e was always thinking about this incident. On the wedding night of the two of them, she emotionally made a promise. If the two of them parted ways one day, she would agree to help Wu Debing do something, even if it was murder and arson.

No matter what.

Wu Debing smiled coldly and said: "I feel sorry for myself when I broke up, and I hate when we parted ways. We have been husband and wife for twenty-one years. I want you to make a promise when we part ways. Okay, then you can help me let someone arrive early!"

"After he finished speaking, he reached for a pen and quickly signed the divorce agreement. As for the terms, there was no need to read them carefully.

Zhuang Yan'e stared hard and said in a cold voice: "The person you are talking about is named Zhu, right? Why, he has already started to take action?" She never asked about her husband's affairs in the officialdom, which does not mean that she has no idea.

Wu Debing picked up an agreement, folded it and put it in his pocket. He stood up and nodded expressionlessly: "Pay attention to safety. I'll leave first. I have to go to Dongjiang for a meeting tomorrow."

Zhuang Yan'e put away the other agreement and whispered: "Well, when I fulfill my promise, I will ask someone to pack the things instead of sending them away."

Wu Debing turned around and left without any drag. He had completely let go now. The couple who had left this old house for 21 years were now strangers. Just now he secretly tied the knot with his wife with an old promise.

Sent to a road of no return, in fact, he had long regarded Zhuang Yan'e as a hidden trump card, but he had been reluctant to play it out easily.

Shortly after Wu Debing drove away, a dump truck without a license plate slowly drove into Zhuangjia Village. The road conditions here were really bad, and the car bumped along and stopped in front of the Yin Mansion.

The car door opened, and two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, jumped out. The tall and thin man looked around at no one, reached out and lifted the hem of his linen clothes and took out a copper bell.

Ding bell - the wrist shook, the bell rang loudly, and a sturdy man jumped out from the bucket of a dump truck, carrying a large net bag in his hand, with two humanoid objects wrapped in it.

The tall and thin man paused his palms, and the bell stopped ringing. He faced the gate of the Yin Mansion and smiled twice, and shouted in a conspiratorial tone: "Junior, the Dragon and Tiger Sect has delivered goods to your door. Why don't you open the door quickly to welcome the guests?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the Yin Mansion opened with a creak, and Zhuang Yan'e, dressed in black, walked out quickly. She walked to the courtyard door in three steps and two steps, stretched out her hand to open the door, and when she saw the tall and thin man at the door

, the expression on his face froze slightly, and then a touch of uncontrollable joy appeared: "Uncle Lun, why are you here?"

The tall and thin man in front of me has a surname of Zhang Dan and a last name of "Lun". He is a deacon of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. I remember that Zhuang Yan'e was the one who joined the sect to practice. Time flies. The former yellow-haired girl has now reached the age of being a mother-in-law. This uncle's appearance

Not much has changed. Back then, he took good care of Zhuang Yan'e in the Dragon Tiger Sect. His arrival was really surprising.

The tall and thin man squinted his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, grinned and said: "Hey, the little girl I used to be has grown up now, why? Don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Zhuang Yan'e hurriedly stepped aside and said: "You are a distinguished guest, please come in." She was initially wary of people coming from the Dragon and Tiger Sect, but Uncle Lun was the only exception.

His romantic affair could be hidden from others, but he could not hide it from the uncle in front of him. When he saw him, he felt a sense of intimacy.

Zhang Lun grinned, winked at the mustache beside him, walked into the courtyard gate, rang the copper bell in his hand twice, and the burly man carrying a net bag followed closely.

Zhuang Yan'e led the two people into the ghost house. At the same time, she also saw the white-haired zombie following the two people. This was a hairy zombie, a higher level than the green zombie. The hairy zombie was covered in fur and his body was stronger than walking on iron.

Ru Fei, judging the strength of Mao Zong depends on the length of the hair on his body. If the hair is more than five inches long, it is a sign that he is about to evolve into Fei Zong. The hair of the Mao Zong in front of him is about an inch long, and he has obviously just evolved.

Soon, even this combat power was more than ten times stronger than the Green Zombie.

The coffins in the hall of the Yin Mansion have disappeared, and a few old mahogany chairs have been placed. Outsiders can't even realize that this is the Yinquan Dragon Cave, and they can't even feel the slightest breath. The Zhuang family can live hundreds of people on the Dragon Cave.

Nian naturally has a way to hide it.

Zhang Lun did not sit down, but put his hands behind his back and walked around the hall. He walked around the wall and finally came to a stop next to the altar built into the wall on the west side of the hall. He stretched out his hand from the altar.

I pinched three sticks of incense, lit them, bowed respectfully to the statue of the Heavenly Master on the altar three times, offered the incense to the old incense burner in front of the statue, bowed and stepped back three steps, then turned around, walked back and sat down.

"Girl Zhuang, this is Uncle Yan. The successful retrieval of Chongshan's remains is all thanks to him." Zhang Lun pointed at his mustache and introduced with a faint smile.

Zhuang Yan'e bowed and called her uncle, waved her hand with her mustache, and said expressionlessly: "You are no longer a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, so you don't need to pay attention to these etiquettes. Now you can retrieve the remains of Chongshan and tell the Yinquan Dragon Cave as soon as possible.

So let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible." He didn't give Zhuang Yan'e any chance to get close to her, and assumed a condescending attitude. In his opinion, the banker was not qualified to negotiate any terms with the Dragon and Tiger Sect.
Chapter completed!