Except for what happened in Black Hinoki Mountain.

Ji Ruhu also knew that in the past few days, his family had joined forces with the Chen family and launched a commercial attack on the Qin family.

According to the news that came back, the Qin family seemed to be about to be unable to resist.

This made Ji Ruhu more or less emotional.

After all, no one doesn't want their family to prosper!

Ji Ruhu, the same.

Knock Knock......

There was a knock on the door of the courtyard.

Ji Ruhu's vigorous fist stopped, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then walked over to open the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a knife in his left hand standing outside the door.

"Grandpa Zuo, is there something wrong?" asked Ji Ruhu.

If nothing happens, the left-handed knife will not come to him.

The left-handed knife nodded, his eyes looking a little sad and a little angry.

Seeing the eyes of the knife in his left hand, Ji Ruhu's heart sank slightly, and he felt a little uneasy, and asked, "Grandpa Zuo, what's wrong?"

"Someone brought a pack!" said the knife in his left hand.

"What's that?"

“…… See for yourself!" The left-handed knife didn't know how to express it.

Ji Ruhu's heart began to sink again, and the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

When he came to the gate of Ji's house with the knife in his left hand, he saw several bodyguards at the door gathered together, and everyone looked at a large plastic bag on the ground with extremely ugly faces.

It looked like they had seen something horrible.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ruhu walked over and asked.

No one answered.

But everyone took a step back and moved out of the way of the core.

Ji Ruhu looked at the knife in his left hand, walked over and opened the zipper.

One glance, he just looked.

Then, he quickly closed the zipper.

Cruel.

Bloody.

Terror!

And very disgusting!

His face also changed, he became angry, he became frightened, he became incredulous.

Then, his eyes immediately reddened, and tears immediately gathered together and flowed down his cheeks.

Wordless crying!

"Who did it?" After a long time, Ji Ruhu tilted his head and took a deep breath, calmed down his sad mood, and asked in a hoarse voice.

The left-handed knife didn't speak, just shook his head.

"Who sent it?" Ji Ruhu asked again.

"Courier company!" said one of the bodyguards.

This package was signed by him.

Since it was sent by the courier company, Ji Ruhu's idea of wanting to follow the vine fell through.

It's just that now that something like this suddenly happened, how can I explain it to my grandfather?

How can he say to a gray-haired old man: Grandpa, your eldest grandson, my brother, he is in the package outside the door?

It's cruel.

Be cruel to the old man, and cruel to yourself!

"Tell him!"

The left-handed knife said: "Your grandfather is a very powerful person, there is nothing that cannot be faced!"

Ji Ruhu nodded, but it was difficult to walk, and he weighed as much as a thousand catties!

……

Old Man Ji looks even older.

His temples are gray, and his mental state looks much worse than half a year ago.

Obviously, the Qin family's suppression of the Ji family made him bear unparalleled psychological pressure.

Not only that, but it also caused an extremely strong blow to his dignity.

After all, being bullied like that is something he has never done in his life.

Fortunately, he has two very good grandsons, and he is not capable of suppressing the Qin family, but his grandson has the opportunity to do it.

In fact, his best grandson has already done it.

A victory, all in sight.

It's just that when he was about to taste the fruits of victory, God played the biggest joke with him.

One of the most cruel things happened in his old age.

White-haired people send black-haired people, is there anything more cruel in the world than this kind of thing?

"Grandpa, slow down!"

Ji Ruhu stepped forward to support Old Man Ji's arm and reminded him softly.

"No need, I can still walk!" The old man refused Ji Ruhu's support and walked down the steps on crutches.

What they are going to is the Ji family's wine ice cellar.

In this ice cellar, there was an iron bed, where Ji Rulong's body was lying.

His clothes had been changed, and the blood stains on his face and body had disappeared.

He just lay there quietly and peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep if it weren't for the bloody scars on his face and the overly ugly face.

Old Man Ji just stood quietly in front of Ji Rulong's head, ignoring the hideous wound, stretching out his hand to tremble, touching his face.

Ji Ruhu clearly saw that the old man's body was trembling slightly.

Such a powerful and powerful old man, at this moment, is just a kind elder who loves his grandson.

Ji Ruhu knew that compared to himself, he was actually the eldest brother who was more pleasing to his grandfather.

"That's it!"

Old Man Ji muttered that it is indeed the most tragic thing in the world for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person.

"Grandpa, you must take care of your health!" Ji Ruhu admonished.

Old Man Ji closed his eyes, and two cloudy tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

He hasn't cried for many years, but he hasn't encountered anything sad that makes him cry.

Ji Rulong's death was too big and too big for him.

For a long time!

He opened his eyes, his eyes were full of ice, and he roared angrily: "Who the hell is it? Who is going to do this to my Ji family?"

Ji Ruhu was silent.

He waited for the old man to recover his mood for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "The person who shot is a martial arts master, I have seen it with Grandpa Zuo, the injury on the eldest brother's body is very skillful, and smooth, it is left at the fastest speed!"

"That's not what I want to hear, I want to know who dares to kill my grandson......" Old Man Ji said very excitedly.

"I found this on my eldest brother's body!" Ji Ruhu finished speaking, and took out a transparent bag from his pocket.

Inside, there was a silver needle.

Seeing this silver needle, Old Man Ji's eyes narrowed.

He stared at the silver needle, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "And then?"

"He, maybe not dead!" Ji Ruhu was silent for a moment and said.

Hearing this, Old Man Ji's pupils contracted again.

"It's impossible, Lao Zuo has already said that it is impossible for them to come out alive......"

"Not only did he not die, but probably, the Count did not die either...... Grandpa Zuo said that these scars on the eldest brother's body are very similar to the hands of the butler under the earl, because Grandpa Zuo has seen the butler's shot!" Ji Ruhu said again.

This time, Old Man Ji's breathing became short.

Although he was extremely sad about Ji Rulong's death, the deceased was gone, and the living were the most important.

Old Man Ji knows very well that if what Ji Ruhu said is true, then the Ji family is now in an extreme crisis situation.

He was not afraid of the Qin family.

What he feared was the Count!

(End of chapter)