With such generosity, Huang Weipin seems to have lost his mind.

After some inquiries, they broke up unhappy.

After leaving the police station, Wang Yong stood in front of Huang Weipin's car in the parking lot and waited for a long time.

Seeing him coming, Wang Yong smiled and said, "Boss Huang."

Huang Weipin was emotional, and immediately rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and suddenly stepped back, smashing him against the car, saying: "Bastard, why are you here, Feilong?"

"I don't believe it. My son's death has nothing to do with him."

"Hold back, what is he afraid of?"

Facing his angry denunciation, Wang Yong was neither afraid nor impatient, with the same smile on his face, he looked at him and said, "Boss Huang, take care of yourself, the police station is above you."

"With your posture, I can sue you for intentional murder."

"You!" Huang Weipin was so angry that he died.

Not only that, the parking lot is full of surveillance cameras. If this guy really makes a fuss, the evidence will be at the police station, and Huang Weipin will not be able to escape.

Only then did he disdainfully shake off Wang Yong's collar, and said indifferently, "Son of a son of a bitch."

"That's right." Wang Yong patted his collar and said, "You old man, you still have to take care of yourself."

"Your Huang family's incense is very strong. Didn't one just die? There's no need to be so heartbroken."

"Think about it from another angle. If you were the one who died today, guess whether your sons would take it so seriously."

"Shut up for me." Huang Weipin yelled angrily: "You have the right to shout in front of me?"

"It's just a dog raised by someone else, and you're still complacent, bah, you've even lost the face of your ancestors."

Wang Yong didn't take it seriously, and said, "Yes, Mr. Huang's lessons are correct."

"My dog ​​is kind, and I specially remind you."

"Death is not necessarily the end, you have to hold on and enjoy it."

After saying that, the guy turned around and left.

The piercing voice of sneering echoed in Huang Weipin's ears for a long time, he wished he could cut Feilong into pieces.

damn thing.

They are all businessmen, if there is anything, come to him.

To play such a dirty trick behind his back, pity his Xiangyu, at a young age, the real life has not yet begun, so he ruined his whole life.

Heartbroken, Huang Weipin couldn't stay there for long and had to go to the hospital to see his wife, so he also drove away.

Before the hospital bed, after the wife woke up, she had already cried into tears.

Unable to accept this fact, I have been tortured by pain.

Huang Weipin was so distressed that he couldn't stop comforting him.

Fortunately, there was no big problem, so he took his wife back that night.

She felt sorry for her son who was so coldly soaked in the water, and now he was lying coldly in the morgue of the police station.

In order to appease her, Huang Weipin also took Huang Xiangyu's body back.

That night, the entire Huang family was immersed in grief.

For the youngest son, the wife does it herself, and other young people are helping.

Huang Weipin locked himself in the study, and called everyone who had told the accident before to question him.

"Mr. Huang, we dare not cheat. It is true. We are also victims. The company's goods are damaged. You can see these."

"As for the thousand-year-old luminous pearl of the Chifeng Group, we really haven't seen it, let alone know what it looks like."

Almost all of them are uniform in caliber.

Huang Weipin was puzzled.

If there is no such thing, why is Chifeng Group going crazy?

No matter how domineering the flying dragon was, it would not be so aggressive.

Where is the problem.

After letting those people leave, Huang Weipin thought hard, and had no sleep again this night, sleeping in the study.

The next day.

He went out to see Huang Xiangyu's spiritual tablet, so he had to send him away today.

Facing the precious son who loved and loved him so much in the past, he suddenly said that he would be gone, how could he accept it, how could he not feel heartbroken.

At this moment, someone outside suddenly came to report, "Dad, Lao Liu is missing."

"What?" Hearing the sound, Huang Weipin immediately turned his head.

Looking at the person speaking behind him, the sixth child of the Huang family, his sixth son.

Before he could react, the guests arrived.

Those are some small companies, and they are small bosses who rely on Huang's group to survive.

After learning about the changes in the Huang family, I came here to pay attention.

Huang Weipin could ignore all of these, but there was a group of people who pushed open the door, which stood out so much that he couldn't ignore them.

The person who came was the boss of Chifeng Group, Feilong.

Seeing this, everyone stepped aside, not daring to block the way.

Feilong led the bodyguard and assistant Wang Yong directly into the door, walked into the mourning hall, without saying a word, first presented chrysanthemums in front of Huang Xiangyu's coffin, and bowed.

But when he looked up, Huang Weipin could see clearly, with a smile on his face, it was no mourning.

It was clearly to see the end of their Huang family's downfall.

"Mr. Huang, how is it?" The next moment, the bodyguard brought him a chair, Feilong sat down in front of Huang Weipin, and spoke grandly.

As if, he is the master there and has the right to speak first.

Huang Weipin was terrified, fearful in his heart, and didn't know the reason for Feilong's visit.

The answer was speechless, and said: "Old, boss!"

"I don't understand you."

"As for the Ye Mingzhu you mentioned, I have confirmed again and again that this matter, you say, may be a misunderstanding at all."

"You have already killed one of my sons, how can you take away my sixth son?"

"I beg you, be aware of the details, let them go, and don't do anything to him."

As he spoke, he knelt down directly in front of Feilong, lowering his head and begging.

At this time, Huang Weipin didn't have the majesty he saw in front of Chu Lengleng for the first time, even more like an ant trampled to death on the ground.

The smile on Feilong's face was still the same, and he spoke calmly, saying: "You speak too seriously."

"Yesterday, my assistant's words were delivered."

Huang Weipin raised his head and looked at him inexplicably.

"Today is the fourth day." Feilong continued.

"Huang Weipin, don't pretend to be in front of me."

"If you dare to touch my things, you can take them with your life, and you have to enjoy them with your life."

"I'll give you 21 days, it's best, within this period, return the Ye Mingzhu to me intact."

"Otherwise, one every three days, you prepare seven coffins as early as possible, and in 21 days, get rid of the seven younger generations of your Huang family."

"You have no jokes."

Rumble.

Suddenly, a thunder and lightning ripped through the sky, and the sound shook Huang Weipin's brain.

He knelt there like a log, and Feilong and the others had already left.

He was still at home, and those who came to mourn him stepped forward to persuade him and pulled him up.

Seven coffins, this sentence again.

He suddenly thought of who that was.

No, he absolutely cannot let such a tragedy continue to happen.

After hastily finishing the last affairs of the youngest son, Huang Weipin rushed to the previous bar alone that night, begging to see Chu Feng.

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