In the middle of the night, in a manor on the outskirts of Shahe City, fierce gunfire suddenly rang out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The gunfire lasted less than five minutes, and silence returned to the manor.

Zhong Zheyuan, who was full of murderous face, accompanied by Pan Meier, walked out of a forest outside the manor and strode towards the brightly lit manor.

"Xiaoying, for today, I have waited for seven years! In the past seven years, I have endured humiliation and secretly lived, and I have lived in this heaven and earth with a cheeky face, just to personally cut that animal husbandry with a thousand knives to sacrifice to you! I know that you are unwilling to go, your spirit in the sky will definitely look at me, watch me personally avenge you, and wash away the hatred in your heart with blood!" Zhong Zheyuan looked at the lights in the distance and whispered silently in his heart.

"I hope that after Ruan Qinghe dies, you can come back to life. Pan Mei'er prayed, with a faint resentment in her heart. Zhong Zheyuan confided in her the tragic past after a drink, and this affectionate man has been in her heart forever since that day. Helping him take revenge on him and give him a new life is what she has always wanted.

Under the light, in the front yard behind the gate of the manor, five men squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. The muzzle of the black hole pointed at their heads made their bodies tremble like leaves on the branches in the autumn wind.

After entering the gate of the manor, Zhong Zheyuan came to several people.

"Lift your head up!" he snorted.

The five men looked up in horror.

"Don't kill us, Lord, we're just security guards at the manor!" a man recognized him, kowtowing to him and pleading bitterly.

Zhong Zheyuan's gaze fell on the man's left ear.

"Half of your ear is missing, was it bitten off by a woman?" he asked coldly.

This sentence was like a sharp arrow, slamming into the man's heart. His body trembled violently, and his face suddenly turned pale as paper. Because he lost half of his ear, he remembered the massacre that happened in a small shop one day very well.

No, it couldn't be! How could he know about this? Could it be that there were still people alive in that massacre? He stared at Zhong Zheyuan with eyes like dead fish, so shocked that he couldn't even make a sound begging for mercy.

"You should be familiar with this scene, right? It's just that I used to be has become you now!" Zhong Zheyuan pointed to the muzzles of the black holes around him, and said in a cold tone, "That fire didn't burn me. Since I'm alive, you're all going to die!"

Zhong Zheyuan stepped forward, pulled out the pistol on his waist and put it against the man's forehead.

"Phew!"

Crisp gunshots rang out.

Zhong Zheyuan, whose hands were full of plasma, looked at the light smoke gradually drifting from the muzzle of the gun, and a happy smile appeared on his face. Because in the splash of blood, he vaguely saw her, and saw the touching smile on her face.

"Three, killed. The one in the back, leave him a tone to Ruan Qinghe's broken flowers, the ghost in the Chinese restaurant came to him seven years ago to ask for his life!" Zhong Zheyuan finished speaking, wiped the gun in his hand on the corpse, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the manor.

Gunshots rang out behind him, and Pan Meier made a move.

According to ancient Thai legends, killing is an unforgivable original sin, and a person with blood on his hand is destined to go to hell when he dies, and she doesn't want him to be alone on the road to hell.

On the night of November 5, 2021 in the new calendar, a bloody gang fight broke out in Shahe City, not far from Qinghe, and the Shahe Gang suffered heavy losses and its headquarters were destroyed. Almost everyone knew that Hua Ying would have done it, but the Shahe police did not find any evidence from the scene afterwards. The remnants of the Sand River Gang disappeared after that battle.

On that bloody night, news spread through northern Thailand: seven years earlier, the wife of Chung Tru Yuan, president of the Huaying Association, had died in a massacre against civilians orchestrated by Nguyen Thanh Ha. Seven years later, the powerful Zhong Zheyuan vowed to use Ruan Thanh Ha's head to honor his lover.

The entrance of the Qinghe garrison camp.

The sentry stopped a man covered in blood. After the man had spoken, the sentry walked into the sentry and made a phone call. A moment later, a lieutenant officer came to the camp gate and led the man into the camp.

"I didn't expect that the president of the Huaying Association turned out to be a survivor of that incident!" In the barracks, Wu Yongshou, the commander of the Qinghe Garrison Battalion, said expressionlessly after listening to the man's words.

"This matter, please also ask the battalion commander to tell the gang leader in time!" the man endured the severe pain on his body and said, "The Shahe headquarters was also attacked by the Huaying Association, and many brothers died. Those who survived the rescue were gathered in the mountains and forests on the outskirts of the city, waiting for the orders of the helper. ”

"Okay, you go down to treat your injuries, I'll notify the helper immediately!" Wu Yongshou nodded.

After Ruan Qinghe listened to Wu Yongshou's report on the phone, his whole body was cold.

It turns out that I am the target of the Huaying Society! He sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that he was hiding in the mountains and acting like a fool.

Without any doubt, he was completely sure that Zhong Zheyuan was a survivor of the massacre, because no one except his cronies knew what had happened in that Chinese restaurant that day. He still vividly remembered the scene of blood blooming like flowers on the white and tender chest of that Chinese girl, and the strange stimulation that the warm body brought to him as it grew cold in his crazy ravage. It's a pity that afterwards, he only cared about reminiscing about the wonderful taste of the girl, and didn't pay much attention to her man who was howling like a beast with his head against the muzzle. Otherwise, as soon as Hua Ying arrived in Qinghe, he would have killed him a long time ago, and everything would not happen again today.

Since you want to die, then Lao Tzu will solve you together!" The strong hatred made Ruan Qinghe make a decision in an instant.

The man who couldn't shoot and burn to death not only ruined his manor, ruined his gang, but now wanted his life. The hatred between them is destined to be irresolvable and can only end with the death of one of them.

"Yongshou, how is that thing going to be prepared?" Ruan Qinghe asked calmly as he tried to calm down.

"The approval for the exercise has been obtained, and my people can be mobilized at any time. Wu Yongshou said happily.

"Tomorrow I will go out of the mountain and take the people in the gang back to Wutian Mountain. You keep an eye on the movement in Qinghe City, so that your company is ready to kick out. As long as we successfully destroy this group, half of Qinghe's income will belong to you in the future. Ruan Qinghe gritted his teeth and gave a big piece of fat. Even though they have been brothers for many years and have had a lifelong friendship, he believes that only interests can guarantee enough loyalty.

"Boss Xie. Wu Yongshou did not refuse, and responded excitedly. He knew in his heart that only by accepting this gift would Ruan Qinghe feel at ease.

(In the past few days, my father has been hospitalized, and I may only be able to update one chapter a day, so please understand.) The update is not effective, and this problem will be solved after the family affairs are dealt with, and I also need some time to think about the plot and writing method for the next step, because until now, I have been writing very tightly, and it doesn't feel smooth. ）