Master, don't make trouble

Li Weiyuan was not afraid of Jiang Hanxiu, but worried about the forces behind him.He was so surprised, but he didn't expect Gu Yichu to slap Jiang Hanxiu's face directly like a slap.

As soon as Gu Yichu finished saying this, Jiang Hanxiu's face became even more gloomy, and the aura emanating from his body seemed to freeze the air.

Jiang Hanxiu's personality is unpredictable, and he is domineering and arrogant on weekdays. No one has ever dared to insult him face to face. Li Weiyuan was worried that Jiang Hanxiu would attack Gu Yichu in his anger, so he hurriedly stood in front of him.

The people around Jiang Hanxiu were also covered in cold sweat. They were very familiar with who their master was, and this was obviously the rhythm of going berserk.

Looking at Gu Yichu's mocking face, Jiang Hanxiu was of course very angry, he kept clenching and loosening his hands, the cold light in his deep black eyes flickered, enough to freeze everything, looking at Gu Yichu with obvious killing intent.

Or maybe it was a kind of embarrassment turned into anger, because his heart was flustered, and there was a voice echoing in his heart.Especially when Gu Yichu said, Lu Li's tragic experience, stomach trouble, gunshot wound, eye pain, his heart trembled until it broke.

Taking a few deep breaths, trying not to let himself lose his mind, Jiang Hanxiu tapped his knees with his fingers, and replied: "Mr. Gu seems very excited, so don't bother me, I hope you can take good care of Mr. Gu, after all. ..”

"He's the demon king's food..."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Hanxiu got up to leave, Li Weiyuan reflexively wanted to ask after hearing his last words, but Gu Yichu stopped him.

He is already a person who has died once, so he will not be afraid of death. If he wants to sell Lu Li to gain a chance to live, then he might as well die.

After Jiang Han repaired the apartment, some of his subordinates reported that they were still abandoned by Lu Li.

Although he predicted the result, Jiang Hanxiu still didn't say a word, and even kicked the trash can flying away in anger.

Just now Gu Yichu didn't get angry when he scolded him so much, but he couldn't hold back his anger when he heard that Lu Li escaped successfully.

"Patriarch, the body is gone..." an armed subordinate ran over to report the news.

Jiang Hanxiu frowned. The body in Gu Yichu's apartment was brought out by Lu Li. Just now he fled in a hurry and left the body behind. In order to study some clues, Jiang Hanxiu sent someone to transport the body to the car.

Who is this who even steals corpses?

Jiang Hanxiu walked to the black leather car where the corpse was transported, and the guards fell to the ground. After inspection, none of them were life-threatening, but passed out. .

But this is enough to alert them. Except for the two Mo Yao, the people Jiang Hanxiu is leading are all the most elite in the organization. And it hasn't aroused the vigilance of the last demon he brought.

How powerful is the opponent's person, and why did they take away the two corpses?

There will be no unreasonable perverts to steal the corpse, only Cai Liang's people, what is the use of the corpse?

"Patriarch, it seems that the method is that person, what should we do?"

Yin pheasant?Jiang Hanxiu gestured to his subordinates to carry the unconscious man into the car for treatment, thinking slowly in his heart.

Zhao Luo once gave Luo Zhen a piece of information, and Jiang Jue had investigated the people in the information before he was in a coma.

Yin Zhi is mysterious and unpredictable. Specifically, it is not known whether he is a human being. According to official information, this person is already on the death list. He was on the death list as early as World War II.

After many investigations, research from various channels, and the video provided by Zhao Luo's disk, Yin Zhi's powerful ability and immortal life are enough to show that he may have completed demonization in a natural state .

Unlike Lu Li's passive stimulation through experiments, the awakening ability in the natural state is more powerful, he can control the shape of the body, and he will not lose human reason and become a monster because he wants to be demonized.

So he is smart enough. The reason why Cai Liang was able to cut a hole in City A, where the Jiang family took root so deeply, was also because of his help.

Then why did such an important person come here to take the two corpses in person?

In fact, Jiang Hanxiu's capture of Lu Li was partly worried about him, because according to the information they obtained, the things possessed by Cai Liang needed enough pure blood to be revived. There is Gu Yichu's son.

"Send more people to hunt down, change the anesthesia gun, and make sure to find it back. Also, help me contact Commander Wang, the general manager of City A of the Huaguo Military Department, and tell me that the prey has appeared..."

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S City Cemetery——

Luo Xihua didn't last long in the hospital before he passed away.

Before he died, without the company of his wife, and without the bitterness of a child, the doctor in Nuo Da's ward shook his head and hung a white cloth on him.None of those who had flattered him before came to see him, and the trees fell and the monkeys scattered. They only valued the interests and rights in his hands, and when there were no such things, they naturally dismissed them.

If interests are used to build a bridge between people, when the interests dissipate, the bridge will naturally be destroyed.

What Luo Xihua believed in all his life did not win anyone's love and sympathy in the end.

A few days later, the funeral took place.

There were many people who came, after all, they were the elders of City S, and when they died, gossip seemed to be profane to the soul.After death, perhaps a person's merits and demerits are also buried.The dead is the biggest, no matter what he has done, if buried in the loess, everything will be blown away with the wind.

The people who came were all dressed in black, solemn and dignified, with mournful expressions.Regardless of whether it was sincere or false, whether it was a genuine condolence, or to put on a show in front of the media, high-ranking officials and wealthy households, aristocratic merchants all came, and even Duan Jia's grandfather came to the cemetery in person.

On the day of the burial, it was raining, not torrential, but the atmosphere was very sad.Luo Xihua was buried with his wife, and beside him, only Zhang Ye stood respectfully.

A servant wanted to hold an umbrella for the old man, but he stopped him.

It seems that raindrops can wake him up.

Most of the people who came had left, but the people Zhang Ye had been waiting for hadn't arrived yet.

There are also many people here who also want to see what kind of trouble Luo Xihua and his son have gotten into, and they don't even take a look when they die.

The sky was overcast, gray clouds were floating, and raindrops slid from the leaves, one drop after another.

Zhang Ye looked up at the sky, as if recalling memories from many years ago.

There was the sound of a car braking. Zhang Ye raised his head and looked at the people who got out of the car. His eyes suddenly became moist.

He was originally an iron-blooded man, and he never shed tears easily, or he might be old and easy to be sad. Coupled with the atmosphere, he was especially prone to tears.

A man in a black solemn suit got out of the car, and an assistant got out of the car to hold an umbrella for him. He and Zhang Ye looked at each other for a while, and slowly waved their hands.

The tall figure was a little thinner, but it didn't weaken the sharpness at all. He was tall, long, and broad, and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the arena.

His face was expressionless, his face was also a little pale, the emotion in his eyes could not be seen clearly, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and he walked towards the inside without stopping.

Everyone was startled by the aura on his body and made a detour for him.

He stood still in front of Luo Xihua's tombstone, without moving for a long time.

Zhang Ye looked at him steadily, and said softly, "You're finally here..."

Luo Zhen raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, there was doubt and a little coldness in those eyes, he didn't reply, his hair was getting wet gradually, and the mist dispersed, slightly covering his body in this white cemetery.

"Kowtow to your father." Zhang Ye didn't care about his ignorance, but continued.

After all, he was his biological father. No matter how much he hated him, no matter how sad he was, a son still had to kneel down and kowtow.

The people around were a little strange, they started whispering at Luo Zhen's deep voice, he didn't show much sadness, he seemed to refuse to put on a show, everyone felt that Luo Zhen was a little heartless and unfilial.

But they didn't think about themselves, mourning the dead with a disguised mask, and even many people here are thinking about the sky-high price inheritance, are they more disrespectful than Luo Zhen?

Luo Zhen looked at the photo of the tombstone, only to realize that Luo Xihua was already so old.

At this time, memories are most likely to be aroused. He recalled some vague memories of his childhood. Although he has forgotten his mother's appearance, he can still feel the warmth and touch of the past.

At that time, the matter hadn't happened, and Luo Xihua was not so selfish and perverted. In the mist, he seemed to feel that he was lying on the crib, looking at the parents in front of him, showing a bright smile.

However, it was all too late.

Luo Zhen looked up at the rainy sky and suddenly felt a little funny.

His father forced him to become a person who puts his interests first, without conscience or sympathy. What he holds tightly in his hands is power, desire, and status. If Luo Xihua can hear it, he even wants to ask Has he ever regretted it?

Fortunately, he didn't follow Luo Xihua's old path and was able to recover in time. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Gu Yichu hadn't appeared in his own world?

With such a father, Luo Zhen looked at the father who still had a cold face in the posthumous photo, and finally bent his knees slowly and knelt down.

The people around were stunned briefly, then felt a little bored, and left the stage one after another.

Zhang Ye watched Luo Zhen knelt down and sighed invisibly.

He was relieved that Luo Zhen did not turn into Luo Xihua's appearance. At the same time, he was also in pain. He had a good family, but ended up like this.

Should he blame himself?If it wasn't for that drunkenness as the trigger, Luo Xihua would not have become like this, Luo Zhen would not have had such a childhood, and the ending would not have been such a sad one.

Remember who said that if you don't lose it, you will never know how to cherish it.

This is life, Zhang Ye thought, there is never a way out in life.

When you look back frequently, you no longer have the courage to look forward.

It's time to end...