After rebirth, Master Fu’s little ancestor went wild

"Xinrou, mother has avenged you!" Zhang Qiuhua's lips moved, but his eyes gradually lost focus.

Countless scenes from the past flashed through her mind, as if she could still vaguely remember those happy times. And her daughter seemed to be still standing in front of her, smiling and calling her mother.

Zhang Qiuhua stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the shadow in front of him, but he couldn't touch anything.

The photo she had seen a few days ago suddenly appeared in her mind.

She had eaten all the food in the place where she was hiding that day, but there was still no trace of Lu Xinrou. She made countless calls but could never get through, but she didn't dare to keep turning on her phone or go out for fear of being found by Fu Hanzhou's people. He could only hide in the dark and narrow house and wait for Lu Xinrou to come back.

That's when the group of people came to her.

At that time, she was holding the instant noodles she had just bought, tightly wrapped up and walking back through the night. As soon as she opened the house and entered the door, someone covered her mouth.

She thought it was Fu Hanzhou's person, and immediately trembled with fear, and the instant noodles fell to the ground.

But the next second the other party turned on the light, and a man's low threat sounded in his ears: "I'm here about your daughter. You'd better be quiet. If you dare to scream, I will hand you over to Fu Hanzhou's people." , then you will have no choice but to end up with your daughter!"

Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Qiuhua realized that the men in front of him were not Fu Hanzhou's. And they also know the whereabouts of Xinrou.

Regardless of her fear, she could only nod her head obediently.

Seeing that she had no intention of resisting, the man took back the hand covering her mouth, slowly took a step to the side, and then closed the door and locked it, all in one movement.

But Zhang Qiuhua was still a little wary and scared. He stared at the men in front of him who were wearing masks covering half of their faces, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing looking for me?"

The leading man was very tall. He was wearing a mask and a hat, so it was hard to see clearly in the dim light.

He replied in a deep voice: "As entrusted by our boss, I came to show you something."

"What?" Zhang Qiuhua stared at him.

The man took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over with his hand wearing leather gloves: "Don't you want to know the whereabouts of your daughter? Then you can see for yourself."

The moment he saw the envelope, Zhang Qiuhua suddenly had a strong, bad premonition. She took the envelope with almost trembling hands.

Even opening the envelope took a lot of courage.

Until several photos inside appeared in front of her eyes, she was shaking and shaking as she held the photos.

As if she couldn't believe it, the mutilated body in the photo was her beautiful and intelligent daughter.

But even though it was a little incomplete, the photo was very clear, and she recognized the face.

It was her daughter, Lu Xinrou.

Zhang Qiuhua almost collapsed.

Although she had been waiting here for several days, Lu Xinrou didn't come back. She already had a premonition that something was wrong. But until she got the exact news, she still held out hope. She even thought that maybe Xinrou abandoned her and ran away first. She didn't blame Lu Xinrou, after all, this was her only daughter.

Until now, these photos were blatantly displayed in front of her, forcing her to believe that her daughter was dead, and that her death was extremely tragic, and even the body was incomplete.

How could she accept this?

Tears fell from Zhang Qiuhua's face. She looked up at the leading man with scarlet eyes. She suddenly grabbed the man's collar and asked loudly: "Where did these photos come from? Why is my daughter dead? Who killed her!" "

Hearing Zhang Qiuhua's question, the man sneered slightly and said in a mocking tone: "It took a lot of effort to get these photos. As for who killed your daughter, shouldn't you know very well in your heart?"

The man shook off her hand, bent down and leaned towards her: "You have been hiding here for so many days without waiting for her to come back. Didn't you really think that she had been found by Fu Hanzhou's people and that she was dead?"

Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhang Qiuhua couldn't bear such a big blow at this moment, and his eyesight turned black. If it weren't for the dull pain from her heart that supported her, she would have collapsed in the next second.

"Did Fu Hanzhou kill her?" Zhang Qiuhua was trembling all over, his eyes filled with hatred.

The man stared at her pale face and laughed: "Yes, it was Lu Wansu and Fu Hanzhou who killed her. So, do you want revenge?"

Zhang Qiuhua fell silent.

She didn't ask what happened specifically. In fact, she roughly guessed it since Lu Xinrou hurried out that day and never came back. She was so unwilling at the time that she probably took the risk to find Lu Wansu. But she didn't succeed and was killed instead.

But what the truth is, Zhang Qiuhua doesn't care at all. Even if her daughter was at fault first, she didn't care. As long as it wasn't her daughter who died, she wouldn't even look at it, so how could she care about right or wrong.

When the man saw that Zhang Qiuhua was silent, a flash of ridicule and disappointment flashed in his eyes. Afraid that the mission would fail, he deliberately angered her: "You didn't say anything because you just wanted to let it go? Didn't you plan to avenge your daughter? I thought you loved her so much. After all, she died in so much pain, even the whole body was... Not left."

He clearly saw Zhang Qiuhua's pupils trembling, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and continued to stimulate her: "It seems that I have found the wrong person. Since you don't care about her life or death, our protection of you will only end here." , farewell."

After saying that, he took the photo from her hand and turned around to leave the cramped room.

But the next second, he noticed someone grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Zhang Qiuhua's hands were trembling, but his eyes were fixed on the man: "How can I avenge my daughter?"

It's not surprising that Zhang Qiuhua asked such a question. She couldn't protect herself now. If someone hadn't helped her hide in secret, Fu Hanzhou's people would have found her long ago. What's more, she is alone now, and it is simply a fantasy to seek revenge from Lu Wansu and Fu Hanzhou.

But looking at the photo in the man's hand, Zhang Qiuhua's eyes filled with hatred.

She has lost everything, now even her daughter. The hatred in her heart almost filled her up.

At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind, which was to kill those two people to avenge her daughter.

If it weren't for Lu Wansu, she wouldn't be what she is now, nor would she lose everything and hide in hiding.

Since she had nothing left, she wanted Lu Wansu to taste the pain with her.

So Zhang Qiuhua understood that these people in front of her were her last hope. Even if you understand that they want to take advantage of you, there is no other way than trusting them and cooperating with them.