Ye Dejun pondered for a while before he slowly said, "Nothing doesn't make sense. In this world, there are no surprises, for Wu Lai, I originally thought he was an upright and reliable person, but he does have a demonic side, just like the Peng family said, with the power of the wild, you will become a demon, you will become bloodthirsty, and you will be obsessed with killing. Personally, I still think that Wu Lai did the thing. And what you just said about Wu Lai, it seems that the good is a bit excessive, I still don't think it's realistic, for you, he actually went to death without hesitation? He has such a strong strength, he was wronged, can he still surrender obediently? Do you think it's possible? I think as long as it's a human being, there will be a selfish side, no one will be open-minded and selfless to that extent, I would rather believe that there is a demon in the world who kills innocents indiscriminately, than believe that there will be a noble person full of benevolence and righteousness in the world!"

The end of the gunfire announced Wu Lai's death, and this news, like that earth-shattering thunder, instantly spread throughout the capital, and penetrated from the capital to the outside, and the news fluttered in the entire land of China, shocking the whole country and causing a sensation in the world!

For Wu Lai's death, some people rejoiced, and some people were sad.

Capital.

After Wu Lai's death, the sky seemed to fall suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, heavy rain poured down, and the world was noisy.

A heavy rain completely washed away the haze of the people in the capital, and everyone seemed to have been redeemed, rejoicing, excited, singing loudly and celebrating. The capital on a rainy day became more lively than a sunny day, and even the children were active, singing nursery rhymes one after another, celebrating the demise of the big devil Wu Lai.

With the death of Wu Lai, people's hearts have finally settled down, and the major families in the capital can finally give their dead young children a funeral with peace of mind!

In the southern suburbs of Beijing, the Ye family villa group. Inside a mourning hall.

Many people in the Ye family stood in front of the mourning hall in a regular manner, and the two people who were the head of the Ye family, Ye Dejun, and his daughter Ye Rou.

At this time, Ye Dejun's face was calm, relieved, and his whole body was filled with a sense of relief, which was the joy of revenge and the ease of eliminating future troubles.

However, Ye Rou beside Ye Dejun was full of sadness, her eyes were red, her eyes were still full of crystal tears, tears, against the light of pain, her sadness and pain were so profound, I don't know if it was because of Wu Lai's death or her brother Ye Chen's death.

The mourning hall was silent for a long time, Ye Dejun spoke, and he whispered to the sandalwood coffin at the mourning hall: "Son, Wu Lai is dead, you can rest in peace!"

Hearing Ye Dejun's words, Ye Rou, who had been suppressing her sadness, finally couldn't control it, she burst into tears in the mourning hall, and cried to Ye Dejun: "Dad, I really think that my brother was not killed by Wu Lai, did we wronged him?"

Ye Rou's voice was a little heartbreaking, her appearance also looked pitiful, and her sadness was even stronger to the extreme.

When Ye Dejun saw his daughter like this, his heart couldn't help but be touched.

In fact, Ye Dejun didn't want Wu Lai to be a murderer, from the first time he knew Wu Lai, Ye Dejun was very optimistic about this young man, he thought that he was very accurate, and thought that Wu Lai was a rare talent, but the death of his son Ye Chen gave him too much of a huge blow, so that he could not bear it, let alone forgive. The only murderer he thought of was Wu Lai, it can be said that apart from Wu Lai, he couldn't think of a second person, no matter what kind of evidence he used, he could only identify Wu Lai as the murderer.

However, what Wu Lai said when he was arrested more or less made Ye Dejun shake a little, and now, his daughter has repeatedly emphasized that Wu Lai may have been wronged, which made Ye Dejun have to pay attention, he turned his head, looked at Ye Rou, and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what is the reason?" ad_250_left ();

Ye Rou gently wiped away the remaining tears on her face, slowly calmed down, and then she told Ye Dejun all the words that Wu Lai said to her in the general's former residence, almost word for word.

After speaking, Ye Rou also added: "Dad, you weren't at the scene at the time, you couldn't see Wu Lai's expression, but I really saw it, I could deeply feel his sincerity, he even cried in despair, he really didn't look like lying at all, and he didn't need to lie before he died!"

When Ye Rou said this, her voice trembled, her soul seemed to be grieving, and the more she trusted Wu Lai, the more painful she felt.

And Ye Dejun, after listening to Ye Rou's words, he couldn't help but fall into contemplation, he tried his best to put aside his prejudices, and digested Ye Rou's words very calmly.

Ye Rou tried hard to control her overflowing emotions, and then, she continued to say to Ye Dejun: "Dad, there is another question, we seem to have been ignoring this thing, that is, the motive, what is Wu Lai's motive for killing people, we know that he has a grudge against the Peng family, but he doesn't have much trouble with other families, why should he kill innocents indiscriminately and trap himself in injustice, it doesn't make sense?"

Wu Lai's death seemed to have carved a hole in Ye Rou's heart, which made her heartbroken at the same time, but also made her unable to let go, she felt more and more that Wu Lai was innocent, so she wanted to explain to her father that even if it was too late, she still wanted to confide in her heart, she really hoped that Wu Lai was innocent, but at the same time, she was so afraid of this reality, if Wu Lai was really wronged, then she was the biggest villain, and she made an unforgivable mistake.

Ye Dejun pondered for a while before he slowly said, "Nothing doesn't make sense. In this world, there are no surprises, for Wu Lai, I originally thought he was an upright and reliable person, but he does have a demonic side, just like the Peng family said, with the power of the wild, you will become a demon, you will become bloodthirsty, and you will be obsessed with killing. Personally, I still think that Wu Lai did the thing. And what you just said about Wu Lai, it seems that the good is a bit excessive, I still don't think it's realistic, for you, he actually went to death without hesitation? He has such a strong strength, he was wronged, can he still surrender obediently? Do you think it's possible? I think as long as it's a human being, there will be a selfish side, no one will be open-minded and selfless to that extent, I would rather believe that there is a demon in the world who kills innocents indiscriminately, than believe that there will be a noble person full of benevolence and righteousness in the world!"

After Ye Dejun finished speaking, Ye Rou couldn't help but fall into silence, she didn't know how to refute her father. Indeed, human nature has a selfish side, everyone will be a little selfish, as the so-called people do not destroy for themselves, it is indeed rare to find a person as selfless as Wu Lai, he is so good that people can't believe that he is a good person, he is a mystery, which also makes Ye Rou a little suspicious, but she still trusts more.

In the general's former residence, Wu Lai's words finally penetrated into her heart, and she still felt that Wu Lai might have really been wronged. She paused, and was about to speak.

However, Ye Dejun suddenly waved his hand. "Don't say it, Xiaorou, you have to remember that Wu Lai's death has nothing to do with our Ye family, even if Wu Lai is not the real murderer, we must treat him as the real murderer!"

When Ye Rou heard this, she finally swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, she didn't speak again, just silently.

Inside the mourning hall, there was absolute silence again.

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Outside the capital, the provincial capital. Noon, one o'clock.

In a beautiful mountain village on the edge of the provincial capital, above the house of Grandpa Han's hometown, the cry of children was constantly vibrating, and the sound was earth-shattering, making the quiet small village unpeaceful, and the dogs in the village were all barked wildly by the baby's cry, and the village was boiling.

And at Grandpa Han's house, Han Shuang was constantly comforting the child in her arms, but no matter how she comforted her, it was useless, the child just cried non-stop, and he kept crying for no reason, which had never happened before.

couldn't help but panic, and she hurriedly hugged her son. found Grandpa Han and said anxiously: "Grandpa, what's wrong with Xiaofan, I've been crying!"

Grandpa Han replied in a casual tone: "It can't be hungry, right?"

Han Shuang shook his head solemnly and said, "No, I just fed him, let's take a look, is he sick?"

When Grandpa Han heard this, he finally paid attention to it, and he immediately checked Xiaofan, but, after checking for a long time, Grandpa Han was stunned and found that there was no problem, he had practiced medicine all his life, and all kinds of incurable diseases could not overwhelm him, but now, for Xiaofan's inexplicable crying, he couldn't find the reason, which made Grandpa Han very puzzled.

Seeing that Grandpa Han didn't speak, Han Shuang hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, there won't be any problems, right?"

Grandpa Han shook his head and said thoughtfully: "There is nothing wrong with Xiao Fan!"

Han Shuang said inexplicably: "Then why does he keep crying?"

Before Grandpa Han could speak, a loud mobile phone rang suddenly from inside the house.

Grandpa Han immediately ran to the room, took out his bulky antique mobile phone like a big brother, and picked it up.

As soon as the phone was connected, Grandpa Han only fed him, but after a blink of an eye, Grandpa Han's already dull face suddenly became distorted. There was an extremely frightened look in his eyes, and even, he had always been calm, he couldn't even hold his mobile phone, only to hear a clang, Grandpa Han's mobile phone fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Han Shuang immediately ran over and exclaimed, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Grandpa Han was stunned for a while, then turned his head stupidly, looked at Han Shuang, and said with a bitter face: "You still don't want to know." ”

Hearing Grandpa Han's words, Han Shuang's heart seemed to shake out of her body. Han Shuang is not stupid. From the moment her son cried for no reason, she had a very bad premonition, which made her extremely uneasy. And now, her grandfather is so sad that he even talks and slurpses, which makes Han Shuang feel that something big has happened, she can't wait for a moment, and directly and seriously said to Grandpa Han: "No, I want you to tell me!"

At this moment, the son in Han Shuang's arms was still crying, but Han Shuang didn't care, or rather, she didn't care about the crying at all, her mind was all taken away by Grandpa Han.

Grandpa Han also knew that this matter would definitely not be hidden, so he paused, then sighed and said sadly: "Wu Lai, dead!"

When Han Shuang heard this, she suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, her eyes widened suddenly, her eyes were full of disbelief, her hands trembled, almost letting the son in her arms fall to the ground, her soul was sucked away in an instant, she couldn't believe it, in an instant, her eyes were red, her eyes were full of tears, she almost roared at her grandfather and said sadly: "No, how could Wu Lai die, didn't you tell me, Wu Lai Ji people have their own natural appearance, Wu Lai will not have an accident, you obviously said it." Why did Wu Lai die, why didn't you help him, why?"

Han Shuang's emotions were not controlled at all, and her tears were like a flood bursting the embankment, flooding.

Grandpa Han's face was also extremely ugly, and his eyebrows were wrinkled. He said bitterly to Han Shuang: "I calculated a hexagram for Wu Lai, and I don't believe that something will happen to him, but this is how it happened, and I can't help it." You must know that when Wu Lai went to the capital, things were beyond my ability, and Wu Qiankun couldn't help it, let alone me?"

Speaking of this, Grandpa Han stopped suddenly, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his face suddenly changed greatly, he didn't wait for Han Shuang to reply, and immediately said nervously to Han Shuang: "It's not good, the world is going to be in chaos now." Shuangshuang, don't worry about anything now, Wu Lai's business, I will figure it out, you can stay at home now and take care of Xiaofan, after all, this is Wu Lai's only flesh and blood, you must be strong and take care of him. I'm in a hurry, I have to leave right away!"

Saying that, Grandpa Han didn't even have time to pack his luggage, so he left in a hurry...

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At one o'clock at noon, the location, Wu Lai's hometown, an antique old house, in the front yard.

There is a rocking chair in the center of the courtyard, on which the rocking chair is placed. There was a man with white hair lying down, and this person was Wu Lai's father, Wu Qiankun.

At this moment, in the capital, it is raining heavily, but the weather here is clear and clear, Wu Qiankun is basking in the winter sun in the front yard, and the surrounding environment is clean and harmonious, but Wu Qiankun's expression is not enjoyment, on the contrary, his resolute face. It was filled with a complex gloomy color, and his eyes, gently closed, seemed to be preoccupied.

Suddenly, on the coffee table next to Wu Qiankun, a black mobile phone suddenly vibrate, Wu Qiankun immediately opened his eyes, and at the same time, his hand had quickly touched the mobile phone.

The caller ID was the number of the capital, Wu Qiankun did not hesitate for half a second, and immediately pressed the connect button.

Immediately, an extremely sad voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wu Lai has been shot and died!"

Hearing this, the iron-clad Wu Qiankun suddenly broke his internal organs, his soul flew away, he stood up suddenly, and said in a cold tone: "What? Didn't I let you warn the Peng family with a message and let them not mess around?"

The other party lamented: "I said it, but it's useless, the Peng family said that Wu Lai committed a big crime, and it doesn't help anyone to stop it, they are determined to kill Wu Lai!"

In an instant, Wu Qiankun's eyes ignited a raging fire, his fiery red eyes looked directly at the northern sky, and muttered in his mouth: "Peng family, Peng family!"

As soon as the voice fell, the mobile phone in his hand snapped, and it was directly pinched into pieces by Wu Qiankun.

Fragments, scattered all over the place. A mobile phone, no bones. Wu Qiankun's heart was like this mobile phone, shattered, his eyes were red through, his anger was completely noisy, his momentum was violently rolling, his whole person seemed to be burned by the flames, the cold air around him became hot, the sky, changed.

Wu Qiankun, the king of Hades, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, was almost crushed at this moment because of the death of his son, but his heart is strong after all, he withstood this huge blow, he did not fall, and even, he did not shed tears, he just kept staring at the sky in the north, motionless.

No one knows what he was thinking in his heart, his anger was so terrifying, but his whole body seemed to be frozen, he seemed to have become a combination of ice and fire, the cold was terrifying, and the fire was soaring to the sky.

After a long time, Wu Qiankun squeezed a few words out of his throat: "You will regret it!"

After speaking, Wu Qiankun walked into the house very decisively, and then, he took out a shovel and went to the vegetable patch in the backyard.

He picked up a shovel and went straight to shoveling the soil violently. His strength was very strong, his speed was fast, and in a few moments, a huge crater was formed.

Immediately, Wu Qiankun stopped shoveling soil. He dropped the shovel and began to use his hands to remove the dirt, and slowly, a red knife gradually appeared.

The sunlight shone on the body of the knife, making the red knife reflect an extremely dazzling light, red light, violently dazzling.

After Wu Qiankun took out the red knife from the soil, its mold was finally fully revealed. This knife, at least seventy centimeters, is huge in appearance, very domineering, a bit similar to Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue knife, the only difference is that the handle of this knife is not long, just one hand can hold it. However, its blade is extremely domineering, the face of the knife is red and thorough, and the red is like flowing blood.

Moreover, on the body of this red knife, there is also a long dragon engraved, the long dragon is lifelike, like a divine dragon that is about to soar into the sky, the momentum of the dragon, the sky and the earth, fierce and domineering.

The more you look closely, the more you will find that the workmanship of the knife is extraordinarily exquisite, it is simply ingenious, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary blacksmiths to create. The blacksmith who can forge such a divine sword definitely has the skill of a miraculous craft.

The most amazing thing is that this knife has been buried underground for many years, but there is no rust at all, and even, just pulled out of the soil, its blade is not stained with mud, as if it has spirituality.

This Tiangong Divine Knife, there is a name, called the Blood Dragon Knife, it belongs to Wu Qiankun, it can be said that it is Wu Qiankun's second son, Wu Qiankun regards it as his life, he raised the knife slightly, in the direction of Chaoguang, Wu Qiankun stared at the red knife body, silent.

Suddenly, Wu Qiankun's red eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, it was coldness inspired by hatred, with a cold air all over his body, Wu Qiankun carried a knife and entered the house.

The Blood Dragon Knife did not have a scabbard, so Wu Qiankun wrapped the knife in a long cloth and carried it on his shoulder.

At this moment, Wu Qiankun looked so ruthless and mighty, he didn't bring half a piece of luggage and clothes. With only this blood dragon knife and the knife on his back, he was about to leave this old house.

However, when he walked to the lobby of the house, Wu Qiankun's footsteps suddenly stopped, his cold gaze suddenly stared at the photo of Peng Yanjie on the wall, looking at the woman he loved the most, his expression quietly changed, his eyes were filled with wet mist, this iron man who stood up to the sky and the earth, finally could not hide the sadness in his heart, and there was pain in his expression that was difficult to hide.

Wu Qiankun seemed to be hooked, standing in the hall for a long time, staring at the photos on the wall stupidly.

Time seems to have forgotten the passage, everything is still, and Wu Qiankun's sadness seems to be frozen. After a long time, Wu Qiankun slowly regained his mind, and in the end, he took down the photo on the wall and brought it with him.

After putting away the photos, Wu Qiankun's face regained his coldness again, he took a step and resolutely left the old house. Embark on a crazy path of revenge...