Qiao Kexin looked at Han Yu with both eyes, the consciousness in his eyes gradually lost, and his eyes slowly closed.

The man in the black suit swung his dagger and stabbed Han Woo. The dagger flashed with a forest light and stabbed at Guohui's throat.

Han Yu's face was full of horror, and he watched as the dagger got closer and closer to him......

The whole world is now in a suffocating silence!

"Huh!"

Just when the dagger was less than half a meter away from Han Yu, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked in front of Han Yu.

Look at its back, it's Han Feilong!

"Uh......"

The dagger stabbed into Han Feilong's abdomen, and Han Feilong's body trembled suddenly. He swung his dagger vigorously and slashed it at the arm of the man in the black suit. The man in the black suit quickly drew his dagger, clutched his injured arm, and took a few steps back.

Han Feilong glanced down at his abdomen, his clothes stained red with blood, and the red blood kept spilling out.

Han Feilong held on and did not fall, he struggled to swing the dagger in his hand and stabbed at the man in the black suit.

The man in the black suit dodged sideways. Han Feilong stabbed into the air and swung his knife at the face of the man in the black suit. The man in the black suit hastily ducked back, but this time he couldn't dodge, and the mask on his face was cut open and fell off, revealing the face behind the mask.

Look at his appearance, it's Zeng Peng!

Han Feilong saw Zeng Peng's face and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "It's you?!"

Zeng Peng's left side of his face was cut open and a deep wound, and blood flowed. He covered his face and screamed in pain.

Another man in a gray suit hurriedly rushed over, picked up Zeng Peng, and fled quickly.

Han Feilong covered the wound in his abdomen, staggered to the door, and closed the door.

He held on to the doorknob hard, turned around, and looked at Han Yu.

Han Yu sat on the sofa with a frightened expression, his eyes glazed over, looking at Han Feilong.

Han Feilong smiled at Han Yu.

"Plop!"

Han Feilong's body suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Daddy!"

Han Yu quickly ran towards Han Feilong.

He knelt in front of Han Feilong and cried out, "Dad! Daddy......"

Blood kept spilling from Han Feilong's mouth. He opened his eyes and looked at Han Yu.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, Mom and Dad can't accompany you to the aquarium......"

Han Feilong slowly raised his hand, picked up the bloodstained dagger in his hand, and handed it to Han Yu, "This is a weapon that Dad used for self-defense, give it to you, as a birthday gift......"

Han Yu wiped away his tears and reached out to hold the dagger.

Han Feilong smiled at Han Yu, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dad won't be able to protect you in the future, I hope this dagger can protect you and grow up safely......"

Han Yu threw away the dagger, shook his head and cried: "I don't want a dagger! I want Dad! I want Dad...... Woohoo......"

Han Feilong: "Xiaoyu, promise your father that you will be a brave person......"

Han Yu nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.

Han Feilong looked at Han Yu, his eyes moistened.

……

The streets were windy and rainy. Zeng Peng put his arm on the shoulder of the man in the gray suit, and with the help of the man in the gray suit, he went to the red car on the side of the street, opened the car door, and sat in the car.

The man in the gray suit closed the car door, hurriedly ran to the driver's door, opened the door and got into the car.

"Buzz!"

The red sedan started up and sped away.

Across the street, Qiao Kai stood in the rain with an umbrella, staring gloomily at the red sedan speeding away.

"...... Uproar"

The sky was covered with torrential raindrops, flying like thousands of arrows to the ground, splashing a little bit of water.

"Squeak!"

A police car sped in from a distance and stopped where the red sedan had just stopped.

Qiao Kai looked at the police car from afar, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

……

"Boom ......"

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, and the sound of storms and rain continued.

There was a dead silence in the spacious living room.

On the white floor, there was a thick blood stain. Blood stained the floor red.

Han Yu knelt in a pool of blood, his hands covered with blood, and his face was covered with a look of horror.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at his parents lying in a pool of blood, tears welling up in his eyes.

He took off the birthday crown he wore on his head and put it on the ground, staring at Han Feilong in a pool of blood.

"Dad, don't worry, I will be a brave man, and when I grow up, I will avenge you and my mother......"

Han Yu lowered his head and muttered softly. He clenched his fists, and a cold light suddenly shot out of his eyes.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door. Han Yu was taken aback. He hurriedly got up and ran to the corner, hid behind the couch, and looked at the living room door in horror. "Click!" the doorknob rang and the door was pushed open!

Guohui stared nervously at the living room door.

A figure in a criminal police uniform walked in through the door.

- It's Song Zhijie!

Song Zhijie saw the scene in the living room and his face was full of shock.

He quickly rushed to Han Feilong's corpse, crouched down, and reached out to touch Han Feilong's neck.

After a moment, Song Zhijie hung his head in annoyance and slammed his fist on the floor.

"!"

Song Zhijie gritted his teeth fiercely and yelled angrily.

He lowered his head and stared at Han Feilong, his eyes showing a blank expression.

Han Yu stared at Song Zhijie nervously.

Song Zhijie reached out and touched the pocket of Han Feilong's shirt.

He touched it a few times but didn't find it, and reached out to touch Han Feilong's trouser pocket.

Song Zhijie's hand seemed to touch something, and suddenly stopped. He reached into Humphrey's trouser pocket and pulled out a mobile phone and a silver USB flash drive from his pocket. He glanced at the USB flash drive, a hint of joy on his face, and put the USB flash drive in his pocket.

Behind the sofa, Han Yu stared at the criminal policeman and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His face was pale, his eyes were glazed, and his eyes slowly closed......

In Han Yu's gradually blurred vision, Song Zhijie saw him and rushed towards him.

……

On the stormy road, Qiao Kai stood in the rainstorm with an umbrella, staring at the community across the street.

A man in a criminal police uniform appeared in the community.

The criminal policeman held an umbrella in one hand, and Ling held Han Yu in one hand, and walked out of the community quickly.

The criminal policeman gradually approached, revealing his face under the umbrella - it was Song Zhijie.

Qiao Kai's eyes were slightly startled, his eyes widened, and he stared at Han Yu in Song Zhijie's arms from afar.

Han Yu's body was covered in blood, his eyes were scattered, and his spirit was very weak.

Qiao Kai stared at Han Yu, his gaze fixed on the black electronic watch on Han Yu's wrist.

Qiao Kai pursed his lips vigorously, and a deep and complicated look appeared in his eyes.

Han Yu seemed to notice Qiao Kai, raised his head, and looked at Qiao Kai with wide eyes.

Qiao Kai hurriedly tilted the umbrella to cover his face. Han Yu kept staring at Qiao Kai with wide eyes.

Song Zhijie walked to the police car with Han Yu in his arms, opened the door, and put Han Yu in the passenger seat.

"Bang. ”

Song Zhijie gently closed the car door and turned around and walked to the driver's seat.

In the car, Han Yu was lying in front of the car window, looking at Qiao Kai outside the car window through the glass.

Qiao Kai stood motionless in the rain with an umbrella......

"Bang. ”

Song Zhijie got into the car from the other side of the door.

"Buzz!"

The police car started and slowly drove away from the community.

Han Yu lay in front of the car window, looking out of the car window all the time.

Outside the car window, Qiao Kai's figure gradually became farther away......

"...... Uproar"

On the empty road, heavy rain kept falling.

Qiao Kai stood in the rain with an umbrella, hanging his head and looking gloomy.

He lifted his umbrella and looked at the police car driving away, his eyes moistening slightly.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, don't blame me......"