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Their family has inherited the education method from generation to generation, and all the patriarchs who come out are iron-blooded, ruthless, and extremely strong, but in his generation, they have cultivated an unpredictable freak.

He is indeed a strong man, but at the same time he is an adventurist who focuses on challenges. Such a person is a successful shooter, but if he is the head of the family, he is too hasty and frivolous.

But he used to cover it up too well, and the old man himself was too focused on centralizing power, so much so that he neglected to give the other party the attention and assessment that should be done...

All the chances and coincidences created such an unexpected situation.

"I didn't even know that you thought highly of me. If I had known this, I should have come as a guest earlier." Milt said with a smile on his face, as if he didn't feel that his arrival would cause much irritation to the other party.

Wu Yan's body trembled. Although the situation was developing in a direction that was beneficial to him, there was no reason for it. He just felt that his whole body seemed to have fallen into a huge snare. Less than half a thread of relief.

The strands of thread, like a powerful punishment, strangled him so much that he didn't even have the slightest freedom to breathe.

After this battle, he understood that the lives of the three of them would really be unclear from now on.

"..."

Master Yi glanced at the people in the room lightly, and said nothing. He no longer knew what to say. The reason why he was like this was not because he was defeated. What enveloped him was a layer of deep loss and disappointment. The son has no hesitation in seeking skin from the tiger.

As far as he is concerned, a strong man should be ruthless and move forward steadily, but Yi Yang's frivolous behavior now almost publicly announced the decline of this family.

This family will definitely decline, this family that he cherishes so much as his life, and has devoted his whole life to it, has already begun to go downhill, and it will definitely fall all the way downhill, just because it has a person who does not care about it. The owner who cared about him had a master who treated it as a plaything.

Reduced to a weakling, he has lost his ability to speak.

The aloofness of the last moment has now become the silence and indifference after the vicissitudes of life. The old man seemed to have washed away the lead of his life overnight, and looked at his son indifferently.

"The matter has come to this, I have nothing to say, from now on you will be the owner of the Yi family, how the future of the Yi family will be is no longer a matter of my responsibility!" As if explaining the funeral, the old man's face was indifferent and pale. There is a hint of loneliness.

It's just that there are some things, no matter how much you pretend, the essential things can't be changed after all.

But the old man understands this eternal truth, so why can't Yi Yang understand it?

The moment the old man finished speaking, his strong body was like a huge volcano erupting suddenly, with great energy, it swept towards the hand holding the gun like the wind.

Where can I still see traces of the originally lonely and melancholy temperament...

Bump—just a second before he acted, several sharp gunshots rang out in the room at the right time, and the tall shadow suffocated slightly in mid-air, before finally falling to the ground uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough, cough..." It seemed that the lungs were injured, the blood was choked in the throat due to breathing, and the man's uncontrollable cough rang out violently.

The scarlet blood dripped on the ground little by little, leaving mottled red plum marks on the white floor tiles.

"It's still taught by you. Cut the grass without eradicating the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate. Dear father, you can rest assured that I am definitely qualified for your position!"

"You..." The old man stared at the son he raised with his own hands. Countless children in the direct and collateral lines of the family were trained together, and he was the only one who survived.

It is precisely because of this uniqueness that he is cruel enough and cold-blooded enough, but when this cruelty and cold-bloodedness is applied to himself, his heart, which has never felt the slightest, seems to tremble suddenly.

Such a feeling was too strange, he subconsciously frowned, and at the same time, the blood on his body was dripping out.

"You are good!" All the indignation and unwillingness finally turned into a smile of approval.

The meaninglessness in the eyes is so clear, it is the recognition from the heart, and it is a kind of firmness that will never regret.

In this short period of time, the turmoil was turbulent, and Wu Yan had a feeling that no matter how powerful and perverted and ruthless a person is, there will be times when he is weakened and injured, and the blood that bleeds is also red.

The man was dazed for a moment, that is, this moment...

The bang continued to sound.

"I will never allow your life to be affected, even if you hate me forever!" After the old man finished speaking, the pistol that had just fallen out of his sleeve quickly reached his temple.

There was another sharp gunshot.

The corners of the old man's lips were relieved, and his body fell to the ground like a stone. At the side of his temple, a blood flower was blooming extremely enchantingly.

Suicide, dead?

Wu Yan's whole body trembled violently, and he looked at the old man who committed suicide inexplicably, then he subconsciously looked at Yi Yang who was holding himself tightly in his arms, and then at Maiert who hurried over from the side.

What's going on, why are their faces full of surprise and pain?

Wu Yan followed their eyes and landed on his chest, where a huge red flower was spreading rapidly.

It's obviously someone else's intrigue, and everything has become settled, why is he still the one who was injured?

Obviously Yi Yang had taken him around quickly just now, why was he still injured?

This thought was only for a moment, and the man didn't get the answer, but when his eyes went dark, he was completely plunged into darkness.

"Call Uncle Bai over..." Yi Yang's voice was as cold as ice.

The Uncle Bai he was talking about was the person who watched him grow up, and he was also the doctor his family had used for generations.

Before the words fell, Yi Yang quickly hugged him in his arms and walked towards the bedroom.

"Patriarch..." The subordinate who spoke was obviously the first time to meet this young leader. He looked at the dead previous Patriarch on the ground, and at the current Patriarch's robes, with a look of not knowing what to do.

"It's not messy enough, what should I do?" The companion on the side patted him, and the man came to his senses.

Even if he dies, the Patriarch is still the Patriarch, and should still be handled according to the proper funeral method.

"Mr. Maiert!" Maiert didn't care about this. He subconsciously wanted to follow Yi Yang's footsteps, but suddenly a hand came out of nowhere in front of him. Fearfully holding his way.

If Wu Yan is not in a coma now, he will definitely be able to recognize the person in front of him. This person is none other than Bai Yan, the man who rescued him from the bomb pile of Mr. Yi's family and experienced the ups and downs of survival at sea with him.

This Bai Yan is none other than the only son of Uncle Bai that Yi Yang said.

Speaking of it, there is also an inexplicable grievance entanglement with the Yi family, but that is another story.

Besides, now, Bai Yan's sudden appearance successfully caused Maierte to frown displeasedly, and at the moment he frowned, his men moved, and all of them pulled out their guns and pointed them at the members of the Yi family.

For a while, the room was tense again.

Melt didn't care about this, the momentary stagnation just made him pause for a moment, and then walked towards the room again.

"Miya, don't worry me!"

As soon as Maiert's words fell, the man in black all around slowly walked to the crowd, "Enough, how long are you going to make trouble, don't you think it's not chaotic enough now?" Mu Ya, Maiert's confidant, When he spoke at the right time, the tense atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

"What should you do?" Bai Yan frowned, waved his hand, and then his subordinates began to deal with the corpse of the previous patriarch...

Besides, in the room, Wu Yan, who was dressed in simple and convenient clothes, was naturally stripped clean after being injured.

The pure white quilt was loosely placed on the man's body, and the hideous blood hole on the upper body was spewing bright red blood sporadically, streaks of blood, like water flowing from a spring, full of regularity, without a trace slowing down trend.

As if there was no other way, Yi Yang reached out and took the bathrobe that was taken off at the side and stuck it firmly on the bloody hole, as if this could stop the blood on the man's body.

"His complexion is getting worse and worse!" Melt's voice also lost its usual gorgeousness, and slowly became heavy.

Wu Yan's face gradually turned pale, and his lips, which were originally pink and tender, seemed to have been drained of all blood, becoming pale and almost transparent.

"..." Yi Yang paused for a moment, brought the bathrobe abruptly, and started to deal with Wu Yan's wound by himself.

It is said that a long illness makes a good doctor, these people who have wandered on the line of life and death for countless times, taking a bullet is just a routine...

He took out the medical tools from the side cabinet, and was about to make a move when a hand came out of nowhere and stopped him.

"What are you doing?" Yi Yang frowned and looked at Maiert.

"Can you cure him? Yi, he's different from you and me. He's so fragile that he might shatter if he's not careful. Are you sure he won't die by your hand?" reason.

"..." Yi Yang was startled, and slowly put down the tweezers in his hand.

What Myert said was right, he is not a professional doctor, he has no way to control his strength, and there is no way to be sure that Wu Yan will really live under his hands.

The place where Wu Yan was injured was near the heart. That place was commonplace for them, but for this frail man, it was a fatal danger...

Everything happened in an instant, and the queen's personal doctor quickly appeared in front of the two with high efficiency.