Shenhai City, Marriott Hotel.

At the entrance of the palatial hotel, several burly black-clothed bodyguards surrounded an emaciated young man with punches and kicks, the young man was covered with bruises and his head was bleeding, but he gritted his teeth and did not say a word.

Passers-by and customers who came out of the hotel stopped to watch.

"Why!

"Shu Muyu, don't I treat you well, why do you want to betray me!"

The torturer's eyes were red, as if he had been salvaged from a pool of blood, and the color of resentment was about to overflow.

He left his hometown at the age of 16, with 3,000 yuan given by his parents, and came to Shenhai City to work hard.

In the next three years, the company's development is like a bamboo, more and more vigorous, the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and now it has become a famous group!

At the age of 20, Xinglang has reached the peak of his life, and his success is not accidental, all of this is exchanged for every drop of his sweat and every drop of blood!

Mulang Group.

Mu is taken from the middle word of Shu Muyu's name, Lang, which represents Xinglang himself, and the company is named after the two of them, which means that they will accompany each other and never abandon each other, and Shu Muyu's name is still in front, which is enough to see how much Xinglang values her feelings.

Even Xinglang gave all the shares of the Mulang Group to Shu Muyu, and he used his most precious thing as a wedding proposal. But he never expected that the woman he loved the most would actually sell all the company's shares to the enemy!

Now that the company has changed hands, Xinglang was kicked out of the Mulang Group.

4 years of hard work came to naught overnight!

"Why? Naturally, it's because she's been using you from beginning to end, idiot!"

A well-dressed young man was condescending, with a touch of pride in his eyes, like a son of heaven on high, looking down on his people like ants, and his tone was extremely contemptuous.

"Li Ningchen, shut up for me! I'm asking her!"

Seeing Shu Muyu and his enemy standing side by side, Xinglang was hysterical, Shu Muyu's eyes dodged, turned his head to the side, and avoided Xinglang's questioning eyes with a weak heart.

"What kind of thing are you that you dare to yell at me?"

"Are you really the chairman of the group worth tens of billions? You are now a poor bastard with clean sleeves! Beat me, beat him to death, and today Ben Shao will tell him to see the reality clearly!"

The bodyguards received the instructions, and their strength became a little heavier, and their fists and feet fell mercilessly on the torturer.

Bang!

A kick slammed into the head of the torturer, he only felt dizzy, the sky was spinning, his brain was buzzing, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose, and his body collapsed to the ground weakly, his eyes gradually empty.

Li Ningchen stepped forward and stepped on Xinglang's body.

"Mu Yu, you come over and tell him in person whether you have ever loved him. ”

Shu Muyu turned his head and looked at the torturer who was covered in bruises, a look of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly replaced by resolutely.

"Torturer, I've been using you all along. ”

"I, Shu Muyu, have never loved you, no, not at all, do you understand!"

"Li Ningchen, let's go!"

After that, Shu Mu left without looking back and got into a Rolls-Royce luxury car.

"Hehe, for Mu Yu's sake today, I will spare your dog's life, if you are interested, get out of Shenhai City by yourself, don't let me see you, otherwise don't blame me for killing them all!"

Li Ningchen's voice raised an octave, obviously saying this deliberately to Shu Muyu.

"Phew, what a joke! You can only be a dog under my feet in this life!"

After taking a sip, Li Ningchen left with a long fare, and before getting into the car, he also glanced at the bodyguards.

The bodyguards understood and dragged the half-dead torturer into the car and drove to a certain mountain in the suburbs.

After lifting the torturer from the back car and making sure that there was no one around, the security guards threw the torturer down the mountain like garbage, and then drove away in a hurry.

It seems that God is crying for the torturer, and the sky is clear, and suddenly the clouds are thick, and it rains heavily, and the rain hits the torturer.

At this moment, Xinglang's vision was already blurred, and he only vaguely felt that he was falling, and then he completely fainted.

Suddenly, a flash of thunder pierced the sky!

A black-clothed figure suddenly appeared in the void, carrying the falling torturer on his shoulder, and after silently glancing at the unconscious torturer, he waved his big hand, and the space in front of him was like a cloth bag, and it was actually torn open!

The man in black took the torturer into it and disappeared along with the spatial rift.

When Xingrou woke up again, he found himself in a house, and he always felt that the environment was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Where is this?"

Xingrou rubbed his slightly aching head.

"This is the ancestral home of your criminal hometown. ”

A voice that was so cold that it did not contain any emotion slowly drifted into the ears of the torturer.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, Xinglang saw a man sitting on the bench next to him, this person was dressed in a black and gold robe, his eyes were resolute, his expression was cold, and behind his back, he was carrying three swords.

Although it is wrapped in a scabbard, you can still feel the fierce aura of the three swords!

"My family's ancestral home, and who are you?"

The man didn't answer, and casually threw a coffee-colored ball the size of a fingernail to the torturer.

"Ate it. ”

Seeing that the torturer was unmoved, the man said again: "What's the matter, I'm afraid that I'll poison you, so you don't dare to eat it?"

Hearing the banter in the man's words, Xinglang was not angry, but raised his head and laughed: "What if it's poison? I've already died once, and I'm afraid of dying again?"

With that, Xinglang tilted his head and stuffed the balls into his mouth.

As soon as the balls are in their mouth, they immediately turn into a clear stream and spread to every corner of the body.

Xinglang only felt that the pain in his body quickly subsided, and then he was horrified to see that the wounds on his body were healing and scabbing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a few moments, the blood scabs would automatically fall off, and the injuries would recover as before.

"What are you giving me food?"

A storm rolled up in the heart of the torturer.

"I owe a favor to Torture Wanshan, and if I save your life, I will pay back his favor. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man threw a letter to Xing Lang: "This is the letter that you Xing Wanshan gave you, and you will naturally understand everything after reading it." ”

"Wait a minute, you know my dad?!"

The man didn't give Xinglang a chance to ask at all, only to see that his robe flicked, and then turned into a black-gold streamer and disappeared without a trace, if it weren't for the daylight, Xinglang would still think that he had seen a ghost!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xinglang opened his father's letter and read it carefully.

"Little bastard, you haven't been beaten to death yet, right? If you want to take revenge and be ashamed, then take over the immortal marriage and love house left by Lao Tzu!"