Yanjing!

In a luxurious villa, a middle-aged woman sits on a sofa. Her eyes were full of hatred and anger, her face was distorted, she glared fiercely at the young man kneeling in front of her, and asked sharply, "How is it? Did you kill Wan Longtao?"

"Mom, I'm sorry to let him run. The young man's apologetic eyes showed a hint of fear and responsibility.

"Smack!"

The middle-aged woman held a rattan and slapped him fiercely, and roared angrily: "Useless things, such a trivial thing can't be done, how can you let him escape? I have worked hard to cultivate you for so many years, just hoping that one day you can avenge me and kill Wan Longtao, that negative man." And you let him run away right under your nose?

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's me who is not doing well. The young man hung his head, enduring the pain.

"Rubbish, rubbish!" the middle-aged woman was a little hysterical, and again and again, rattan smacked hard on his body. However, the young man remained silent. It's just that the clenched lips can see that he is trying his best to endure the great pain from his body.

After a long time, the middle-aged woman seemed to be a little tired from the fight and stopped.

Touching the scars on the young man's body in distress, his voice became gentle, "Yanguang, does it hurt?"

The young man shook his head.

"Don't blame your mother, your mother is reluctant to beat you. However, when my mother remembered that Wan Longtao, the negative man, was still alive, she didn't feel good in her heart. For more than 20 years, I have been thinking about killing him all the time, because he caused us to have no home, and it was he who caused our mother and son to be displaced. Hikomitsu, mom pinned all her hopes on you, hoping that you could kill him with your own hands and avenge mom. The middle-aged woman said.

"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely kill Wan Longtao. Let him get away with it this time, and next time he won't be so lucky. I'll go to the Ten Thousand Swords Gate and kill him. The young man said.

"Although the Ten Thousand Swords Gate is not the Longtan Tiger's Den, it is not so easy to break into. After this incident, Wan Longtao must be more cautious and strengthen his precautions, I am afraid it will not be so easy to succeed. The middle-aged woman said. After a pause, the middle-aged woman snorted coldly, and then said, "I didn't expect Wan Longtao to practice the last style of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect. However, the kung fu of our Helian family is the nemesis of their Ten Thousand Swords Gate. ”

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged woman continued: "As far as I know, there is a great conflict between the Wanjianmen and the people of the Shui family because of the distribution of the Yan family's property, and the Shui family seems to have no intention of giving up these interests, and there will inevitably be an endless battle between them. However, the Shui family is alone and is not the opponent of Wanjianmen at all. We can use this aspect to let Wanjianmen and the Shui family fight for both sides, and then we will reap the benefits of the fishermen. ”

"Mom, I know what to do. The young man said.

Nodding slightly, the middle-aged woman helped him up and said softly, "Come, get up!"

"When you went to assassinate Wan Longtao today, did he suspect you? Did he doubt your identity?" the middle-aged woman then asked.

"He should have seen from my kung fu that I was from the Helian family. The young man asked.

"Did he ask about our relationship?" the middle-aged woman looked a little nervous.

Shaking his head, the young man said, "No." ”

A trace of loss flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes, and she said indignantly: "It seems that he has forgotten everything about me." Wan Longtao, you negative man, I must make you pay for what you did back then. ”

After a pause, the middle-aged woman said, "I'm a little tired, help me into the house to rest." ”

The young man nodded, got up and helped the middle-aged woman into the room.

From beginning to end, the young man did not dare to look directly at the face of the middle-aged woman, and his eyes were always a little timid and afraid.

The middle-aged woman's face does make people feel terrifying, crisscrossing the scars like centipedes, hideous and terrifying. Her facial features are very beautiful, and it can be seen that she should also be a great beauty when she is young. It's just that the centipede-like scars destroy this beauty and make people feel daunted.

"Mom, I'll go out first. The middle-aged woman was helped to lie down on the bed, the young man said.

Nodding slightly, the middle-aged woman waved her hand and motioned for him to leave.

Saying goodbye, the young man turned to leave, closing the door with his hand.

The scars from the rattan were very serious, revealing a trace of blood, however, he didn't seem to care at all, and he didn't even wipe the medicine, and put on his clothes directly.

Growing up, he grew up almost under his mother's whipping, and the scars on his body were already countless. This also made his heart as steel. There are no feelings in his world, only hatred, and it seems that he lives for hatred.

But how can a man be ruthless? How can he not wish to have a loving mother? How can he not desire a sincere affection? Yet all this seems to be very far away from him, and the distant can never be touched.

Inside the bar!

Helian Yanguang poured wine cup after glass, as if he wanted to use alcohol to numb his consciousness and feelings. Countless girls who came to talk to him were scared away by his almost indifferent eyes.

All these faults are Wan Longtao's faults. If it weren't for him, how could his mother be like this? If it weren't for him, how could he have lived with hatred since he was a child? If it weren't for him, how could he have suffered so much inhuman torture?

All of this is Wan Longtao's fault. Helian Yanguang's eyes burst out with bursts of chill, and one after another murderous aura spread out like sharp blades.

"Have you found out what he's doing?"

Not far away, Qin Yan turned his head to look at Xingtian beside him and asked.

"His name is Helian Yanguang, and he has been living with his mother Helian Qin. According to the results of the investigation, they have not returned to Helian's house for more than 20 years and have been wandering around. Xingtian replied.

After a pause, Xing Tian continued: "This Helian Yanguang is also a poor person, his mother Helian Qin didn't treat him as her own son at all, she only made a little mistake, and she either beat or scolded. It can be said that Helian Hikoguang is completely a tool for his mother's revenge. I can't believe that any mother would do this to her son, it's really hard to figure out. ”

"What is the deep hatred that makes a mother lose care and love for her own son? No matter how big the hatred is, he should not be allowed to bear it. Qin Yan sighed silently, feeling unbearable.