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"You were raised by yourself and you still don't know when he would give up easily on what he wanted to do. He was fully prepared to do so..."

"I think his wings are stiff..." Shen Fan turned around and gritted his teeth.

"Stop struggling..." Peng Long glanced at his head and said a vague time, "Can't you just take a rest for half a day at most?"

Peng Long still wanted to delay, but Shen Fan was impatient.

Mingmu just reminded him that he had been sleeping for two days. At such a critical moment, forty-eight hours, the outside world might be enough to shake things up.

Suddenly, the door outside rang, and Peng Long opened the door.

"Doctor Peng, my father's side..." Xie Qiuchi said half-way through his voice, and then looked at Shen Fan over Peng Long's shoulder.

Caught off guard, Xie Qiuchi met Shen Fan's clear eyes and immediately retracted the words he spoke. He felt a thorn in his back and his tongue was numb, but he didn't know where the "fear" in his heart came from.

"Did you just say what happened to your father?" Peng Long asked.

"He said..." Xie Qiuchi lowered his head and whispered, "General Lin is about to be publicly executed."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

"How could it be?" Peng Long couldn't believe his ears. Even if Lin Jue really killed the person, he wouldn't have been publicly executed so quickly. Military courts usually conduct in-court mediation first, and the most serious result is life imprisonment. How could there be a public execution?

He didn't dare to look back at Shen Fan. He was confused and said to himself, "Didn't he say that he would be punished privately and wait for the people from the Red Sea to steal the situation?"

Xie Qiuchi naturally couldn't answer. He stood at the door and could neither stay nor leave.

"It seems that it's not just me, maybe you were also deceived by him..."

Shen Fan spoke, and he snorted coldly. He suddenly wanted to laugh, but there were tears in the corners of his eyes. Linjue, Linjue, what on earth are you going to do?

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"Why a public execution?"

Bian Sheng broke into the Qu family's mansion regardless of the obstruction.

Qu Xinghai was wearing a black suit, his carefully styled hair was dyed black, and he looked much more energetic than he did two days ago. In the large bedroom, he was using a handkerchief to wipe the pale fingers of the person on the bed bit by bit.

Instead of placing his dead lover in a cold coffin, he took the body home.

There are many photo frames on the table beside the bed, many of which are photos of their family of three, and more of which are photos of Qu Yingying as a baby and as a girl.

Qu Xinghai glanced at Bian Sheng and waved his hand, "You all can go down."

The adjutant, who was suppressed by the pheromone, held his chest and backed out, closing the door.

"Today is the day when my wife is buried. I don't want anyone or anything to disturb our final reunion." Qu Xinghai did not intend to answer and concentrated on doing his own thing. "Yingying, go outside and get a comb for your father. Comb your hair."

Qu Yingying, who was wearing a white skirt, huddled in the corner of the room and refused to go out. Instead, she moved behind Bian Sheng.

Qu Xinghai's face darkened, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said solemnly, "Yingying, comb."

Qu Yingying remained unmoved, standing behind Bian Sheng and looking at Qu Xinghai coldly.

The air is filled with the silent collision of high-level pheromones, two against one.

Qu Xinghai's power prevailed, but after seeing Qu Yingying's uncomfortable expression, he withdrew his pheromones.

"You want to break the contract?" Bian Sheng's forehead was already covered with sweat. His current body was naturally far inferior to Qu Xinghai's.

"Breach of contract?" Qu Xinghai turned to look at Bian Sheng, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to deal with me? Even Duo Sen was polite when he saw me."

When Duosen was mentioned, Bian Sheng and Qu Yingying changed their colors.

"After your teacher knew what you were doing here, he was very angry and asked me to tell you that there is a new Wang Jia in the Red Sea, and you will live or die as Bian Sheng."

Qu Yingying's pink nails unconsciously pinched into Bian Sheng's palm, with horror on her face.

Bian Sheng's face suddenly showed murderous intent, "Even so, I can still ruin your reputation."

Qu Xinghai sneered and put his hands on the seat. Even if he took off his military uniform, he was still the strategizing General Qu.

"Disgraced?...You seem to think you know me very well? I have done many wrong things in my life in order to climb up, but no one can use these to instruct me to do anything. Wang Jia, if you hadn't changed your life Pi Nang, you should be the same age as me. You have no father, no mother, no wife, no children, and have lost the support of the Red Sea." Qu Xinghai's high-pitched tone was full of ridicule, "You are just a lost dog... "

Qu Xinghai stretched out his hand towards Qu Yingying again, "Yingying, come here, be good."

Qu Yingying glanced at Wang Jia and slowly let go of her hand.

She walked up to Qu Xinghai and knelt down obediently, lying on his lap, "Father, can you help us? Please, Father, please Yingying."

Qu Xinghai raised his hand and stroked the top of Qu Yingying's smooth hair, but his eyes fell on the childish smile of the little girl in the photo frame.

"I should have known earlier. My Yingying is gone a long time ago..."

Qu Yingying came closer, and there was a clear click in her ear, and a strong wave of hot air came towards her.

Wang Jia stayed further away, avoiding the frontal explosion but was also hit by the huge airflow against the door.

Before he died, Qu Xinghai released all the information suppression and pressed Qu Yingying tightly in his arms, letting her cry and bite until she was engulfed in flames.

In just a few seconds, the fire engulfed the entire room. Wang Jia escaped from death, covering the burned half of his body and rolling on the grass outside the house.

The people who came after hearing the sound also discovered Wang Jia, who had escaped from death, and pursued him.

"Stop! Catch him!"

Wang Jia could no longer care about the pain, released pheromones to suppress those who were chasing him, and ran away.

The Qu family's father and daughter are dead. His current situation is the same as that of Lin Jue. Now that he has been captured, he can't explain clearly.

Wang Jia's mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and Qu Yingying's sharp cry for help still lingered in his ears.

His eyes were burned by the strong light, and they were all mottled. The pain made his face look hideous. He didn't expect Qu Xinghai to play such a big game of chess, and even use his own life as a bet, and the outcome would be a dead end.

madness! idiot! He cursed inwardly.

Wang Jia couldn't see clearly and panicked. He ran towards his car based on his memory. But after taking a few steps, a strong pressure suddenly came over him. It felt like he had been punched hard in the chest and he couldn't breathe.

Advanced pheromones?!

Wang Jia stopped warily and asked sharply, "Who is there?!"