"Ember. At the gate of the ancestral hall, seeing Deng Ember appear in front of him, Deng Zongyang's last murmur was full of regret.

A moment ago, he was still the head of the Deng family who led hundreds of people, but at this moment, it was difficult to even say his last words.

As he said, there are only two or three people who can dominate the world.

When one generation falls, a new one will take over.

Today, he is the fallen generation.

Looking back at his old brothers who had gone through the glorious years with him, he only felt guilty.

The sharp pain in his chest and the blurred consciousness reminded him of his impending death.

Deng Zongyang lay down on his back, looked at the ceiling of the ancestral hall, and slowly closed his eyes.

Deng Zongyang, died.

Deng Yan rushed straight from the door and picked up Deng Zongyang's still warm body. The man in black guarding the door knew Deng Yan's identity and did not stop him, so he let him rush in all the way.

In the crowd of bodyguards, Deng Changsheng quietly watched the life and death in the hall, with no waves.

Deng Sanhe looked at Deng Yan who was running towards him and said in surprise: "Didn't I let you stay in the factory to watch that girl, why did you come here?"

Deng Yan, who was in tears, raised his head and sobbed: "Third uncle, why, why did Dad commit suicide?" The father died in front of his eyes, and the original intention of coming here had already been thrown out of the clouds, "Why are there so many bodyguard corpses in the yard, what did you do?"

"I did what I had to do," Deng Sanhe frowned and pulled him from Deng Zongyang's corpse, "Don't cry, he's not worth it." ”

Deng Yan gritted his teeth, shook off Deng Sanhe's arm, and pounced back on Deng Zongyang.

"You!" Deng Sanhe pointed at Deng Yan and said, "You are not ...... at all" But before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Lu Yao behind him.

"Now is not the time to tell him. Lu Yao said softly, leaned down, squatted in front of Deng Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, your father chose to commit suicide and hand over the position of patriarch to your brother, you should let him rest in peace." ”

"However, Dad told me that he was ready to start taking over the family affairs for his brother after the New Year this year!" Deng Yan said sharply, "Why did he commit suicide now?" Looking around, he saw Yu Haitang and Chu Jianguo, "Why are the patriarchs of the Yu and Chu families in the ancestral hall of my Deng family?"

Deng Guowei's eyes darkened when he heard Deng Yan's words.

This old fellow, is he going to pass on the throne to me next year?

Why don't you say anything?

is so stubborn that it has ended up like this.

Deng Sanhe, who was on the side, observed his words and looked at his expression, and comforted Deng Guowei and said: "Guowei, how can what Deng Zongyang said to the child be true? If you don't do this today, the Deng family will inevitably decline, I hope you uphold the belief of appraisal, everything we do is right!"

Deng Guowei gritted his teeth and nodded.

Yu Haitang looked at this family sitcom, clapped her hands and applauded: "The plot twists and turns, the feelings are moving, not bad, I haven't seen this kind of drama a few times." ”

Deng Guowei glared angrily, he hadn't forgotten what Yu Haitang had done just now.

The girl beside Chu Jianguo suddenly frowned, and said softly, "He's still here." ”

Chu Jianguo looked at Deng Yan and nodded: "That factory didn't let him stay for too long, your brother does have some strength." ”

After pondering deeply, the girl said, "Since he is here, it is a catastrophe, and he should be given a longer memory." ”

Deng Yan, who was still kneeling in front of Deng Zongyang's corpse, seemed to understand something in an instant, and collapsed to the ground.

"You forced Dad to commit suicide," Deng Yan's lips turned white, "This is forcing the palace! No, it's not true, it's not real......

"This is true!" Deng Sanhe's resentment over the years was vented, and he could no longer hold back Deng Yan's bitter cry to a father who was not his biological father, "Deng Zongyang should die, he should die, damn it, you know!"

"The three brothers of our Deng family were given the surname of the Deng family at the same time, and when he was young, he never cared about the family business, he only knew how to cultivate and capture the hearts of women," Deng Sanhe said of the past with anger, "I don't have the talent to cultivate, so I focus on family affairs, and all businesses are dutiful!"

"However, at that time, the patriarch kept me in a low position on the grounds that I was not a cultivator, and instead pulled Deng Zongyang, who knew nothing about the cause and only knew cultivation, to a high position, I was not convinced," Deng Sanhe shook his head, "Why must cultivators be superior to ordinary people, why do everyone look at people with colored glasses?"

"Before the second brother incident, Deng Zongyang intensified, often leaving Lu Yao and Guowei, who was less than ten years old, to go out to have fun and spend time drinking, and even not returning home for ten days and half a month when he went out to practice, which man would have no sense of family responsibility so much?" Deng Sanhe angrily scolded Deng Zongyang, "How can a man who has no sense of family responsibility be the head of a family?"

"So Lu Yao and I became closer and closer, and finally decided to hide from everyone who gave birth to you," Deng Sanhe helped the stunned Deng Ember up, "Xiao Yan, you are not Deng Zongyang's son, you are my own flesh and blood!"

After hearing this, Deng Yan only felt a roar in his mind, and his thoughts shook beyond the sky.

Lu Yao, who had never changed his expression, finally shed two tears at this moment.

and Deng Zongyang's twenty-year marriage, it is false to say that there is no feeling.

But the years are not forgiving, he is no longer the handsome young man who is full of spirit and wants to fight all over the world, and she is no longer a young girl who can only laugh and always believe in him.

Now he is dead in the ancestral hall, and everyone has betrayed his relatives.

She is old and yellow, and she has forgotten her original intention.

People are changeable, and time is the companion of cruel reality, like a raging flood, which will ruthlessly wash away the two.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Deng Yan shook Deng Sanhe's arm and yelled at Lu Yao: "Mom, you told me this is not true, this is not true!"

Lu Yao still burst into tears, so he simply turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Deng Ember pounced on Deng Guowei, Deng Mou and others again, and everyone just let him ask madly, just watching quietly and not speaking.

In the end, Deng Yan smiled, fell on his back, and fainted to death.

"The farce should be over," Yu Haitang took the lead in standing up, "There are still a few old immortals who should be dealt with, and when it is finished, I hope that the three masters - oh no, the big masters, don't forget the agreement with my Yu family." ”

The three people behind Yu Haitang understood it, walked out of the queue, and stretched out their knives to the old man of the Deng family.

In a moment, the ancestral hall was already stained with blood.

Deng Mou shouted before he died: "Deng Sanhe, the Deng family will die in your hands sooner or later!"

After speaking, the body and head separated.

Deng Sanhe watched coldly and was indifferent.

The smell of sandalwood and blood in Longzhong was mixed together, and the tea in the air was still hot.

"I won't forget. Deng Sanhe gave his hand to Yu Haitang, "Listening to the tide, watching the sea, and relying on the three hotel chains, 10% of the equity of Blue River Liquor, Deng Sanhe offered it with both hands." ”

"Good. Yu Haitang turned his head, glanced at Chu Jianguo meaningfully, and turned to leave.

The three people holding knives behind them were stained with blood, and they came out in a daze.

Deng Guowei, who was hiding in the crowd, watched Yu Haitang leave, his eyes were complicated, and his clenched fists trembled.

Deng Sanhe turned his head and looked at Chu Jianguo and said: "Thank you Mr. Chu for your help today, although I don't know why Mr. Chu only needs the Phoenix Iron, a specialty of Ningshan, Deng has already ordered his subordinates to mine and forge." ”

Chu Jianguo nodded, although he was not ashamed of what Deng Sanhe had done, but the etiquette needed to be done, so he smiled and said: "A ton of iron ore may only have three taels of phoenix iron, and what I need is three catties, which consumes people and energy, and is not in a hurry." ”

"Thank you also to the girl for saving the country's life today. Deng Sanhe bowed his hand to the girl beside Chu Jianguo.

This is a big gift, as soon as Deng Zongyang died, Deng Sanhe was naturally the head of the Deng family, and the head of the Deng family saluted a thug, which was the treatment that many people dreamed of.

However, the girl was unmoved, and even owed politeness.

"Farewell. Chu Jianguo looked at Deng Sanhe embarrassed, smiled, and left the ancestral hall with the girl.

When he walked out of the door of the ancestral hall, Chu Jianguo glanced back at the door of the Deng family ancestral hall.

Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, loyalty and filial piety.

Heh, joke.