Zhao Chengde's background back then was really low, but it was not low after apprenticeship. Who made him lucky, the master he met was a righteous man who could still compete with Li Linkai in the last century. Even if he ended up lonely, it still can't be denied that he stood at the top across countless classes.

But over the years, Zhao Chengde has gone from his debut to becoming the leading giant in Southeast Asia. I still feel that the time I spent with my master in Huaxia was the happiest, and I didn't have to think about anything, just obey the command. He and his master felt much better than Zhao Chengdong's white-eyed wolf, disciple, heir to the mantle.

The death of the master is naturally a great enemy, and it is not shared.

When he saw Hu Changfeng striding up, he smiled.

Today's young people are not without guts. At least this one, not much worse than his peers when he was younger.

When he was about to reach the position of the boulder, Hu Changfeng took a step on the ground. With this force, he jumped into the air and jumped towards the stone. has a vigorous posture, and the layman can also see that this kid is not simple. But the man standing on the stone is different from a master like him, he kills it.

In Southeast Asia, Liwei does not rely on lip service, nor sweat. Not to mention how much money you have and how many people are behind you. The only thing that can make others fear from the bottom of their hearts is blood. Dye a piece of land blood-red with blood, and when you get there, you will know that bloodshed is not an empty word.

Zhao Chengdong twisted his waist, reached out and dragged Qian Wangsun to the side. took advantage of the momentum to blast out a punch and collided with Hu Changfeng, who was still in the air. Although he is a lot older, he has taken advantage of his work. Hu Changfeng had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, so he could only be bombarded by this punch.

"I have no intention of sharing life and death with you, the strength of Huaxia is for those of us who are adrift. It's more gratifying and more beneficial. You are all pillars, and I am gracious. Coming here today is nothing but revenge and revenge. People like this..."

Zhao Chengde pulled Qian Wangsun back in front of him, paused halfway through his words, and then smiled cruelly, and said: "Such a person is worthy of Ling Chi!"

He pulled the fishing rod in his hand hard, and Qian Wangsun, who had been lying in a coma with his head down, suddenly raised his head and let out a palpitating scream. The pain in her voice made Ji Xiangyu shudder.

"Wang Sun, Wang Sun. Stop, you stop me!" Qian Ruyi shouted weakly, her hand stretched forward, just like the same posture when worshipping the Buddha.

The heavens and the earth are big, the sentient beings are small, and the sins are difficult to hide.

Retribution will come eventually, but it doesn't have to be in any form.

This scream inexplicably made Ji Xiangyu feel refreshed in his heart. When she saw the children in the hospital who had been killed by counterfeit medicines, she wanted to shoot and kill them. But she had to think more about her identity, and she had to think more about the Hu family.

Being in it, it is inevitable to be bound by a lot of constraints.

Blood mixed with rain spilled, and when Jiang Xiaoping took out his gun and rushed over, Zhao Chengde had already disappeared. He didn't need to check to be able to judge that this guy was now 100% leaving Huaxia through his own channels. This kind of rainstorm weather is particularly difficult to track, and it is almost impossible to track.

He stepped onto the boulder that rolled down, and the Qian Wang Sun who was thrown on it lay on it dying. The flesh on and off the body was cut and broken by the fishing line, like glass falling on the ground, and the fall was terrible.

Qian Ruyi climbed up after her, and Hu Changfeng, who was supposed to control her, couldn't bear to do it. A generation of giants, the organs are exhausted. In the end, there was nothing left, and this situation inevitably made Hu Changfeng, who was from an extraordinary background, sad for the dead fox. Ji Xiangyu didn't stop it, this scene was similar to what she had to send someone to the fence back then. The family is ruined, and the wife is separated.

"Give him a good time. Qian Ruyi staggered and was unsteady on his feet. She saw where the line was, how deep it was embedded, and how much blood was pouring out. Knowing that she was no longer saved, her hand trembled and moved slowly over Qian Wangsun's body. But looking at those cut wounds, she really couldn't bear to put them on.

She turned her head, and a line of old tears mixed with the rain fell. Her body collapsed weakly on the ground, calculating and calculating, and finally her grandson died here, what was the point of everything?

"I have a billion dollars in my overseas account. I'll give you all of this, and you let me make a few phone calls. Is it okay?" It's hard to imagine that at this time, there was a sense of hope from Qian Ruyi.

Jiang Xiaoping turned his head, glanced at Hu Changfeng, who was pulled by Ji Xiangyu and didn't come up, and then saw Qian Ruyi, who was sitting on a stone looking at him with hopeful eyes in the heavy rain, and nodded his head in a ghostly manner.

Whether it was out of money, or in pitiful condition, only he knew.

Qian Ruyi held Jiang Xiaoping's private phone, a rare button version. With her eyes, she can see that this is specially customized, waterproof, anti-monitoring, long-lasting, and powerful signal. It is said that it can be directly connected to the satellite in the sky, which Qian Ruyi has never used, and I don't know if it's true or not.

She lowered her head, dialed a number, and said a few words with her mouth covered. After hanging up, dial a number again and say a few words just as simply.

In this way, she made six phone calls.

"Thank you, the account number, password, and withdrawal method are all in the phone. When I arrived in Yanjing, I promised not to say anything about it. Qian Ruyi stood up and muttered: "Wang Sun, don't leave too early, watch your grandmother teach you how to kill people with money in the end." Silly boy, why do you have to meddle in these things? It's not necessary, the limelight is over, and the Qian family is still the Qian family. What's the use of you winning for a while?"

Jiang Xiaoping closed the mobile phone, squatted down and reached out to put it on Qian Wangsun's neck, and closed it hard. In the last moment, he saw a complicated gaze in the eyes of Qian Wangsun. There is remorse, there is relief, there is fear, there is reluctance.

Maybe let him choose again, and he will stay out of it. Just like Qian Ruyi said, although the blow this time is big enough, it is so big that the Qian family has to give up a lot of things. But as long as the turmoil passes, the Qian family is still the Qian family.

Qian Wangsun took his last breath in the heavy rain.

Jiang Xiaoping contacted the Nanjing government, in this heavy rainy day. The cars rushing to repair the road still arrived quickly, and a group of workers braved the heavy rain to remove all the stones that had fallen on the road, and did not delay their trip.

But after this incident, the car became especially quiet during the subsequent trip. It seems that Qian Ruyi's loneliness and sorrow have infected everyone.