Dante recalls the conversation he had with Cheng that night, when the two of them ate hot pot together. This kind of memory made him creepy, because he remembered that he once thought that he and Zheng Haohui had a sense of sympathy for the topic of "father".

No, it turns out that my thinking and approach are completely different from his! Dante shook his head violently, and saw Zheng Haohui staring out the car window, as if he was really paying attention to the bank. "You...... What did your father do?" asked Dante, "what kind of man is he that you have to use ...... By killing all of his 'kind'...... Deal with him?" Zheng Haohui looked back at Dante, laughed again, and said, "Yiming, you don't seem to understand? I didn't just kill his fox friends and dogs, they were just with the funeral, and the real protagonist of this funeral is him!"

Dante shuddered, and he held back his fear and gagmy as he remembered the appearance of the people lying on the floor in the auditorium before. Perhaps while they were still standing, it would have been possible to judge the priority and importance of their respective identities, and when they lay down in almost the same pain, dressed in similar clothes, there was probably nothing else that made a special impression on Dante except in a miserable state. Dante couldn't guess, so he asked directly, "Who is your father......?" Is it worth it?"

"Alright, my friend, it's all come to this, I'll tell you all about it - that neighborhood, we just escaped from, you already know its name, right?" Having said that, Dante believes that the final answer to the whole incident has actually been revealed. At this time, he felt two feelings of frustration welling up in his heart: one was because he was too superstitious about his understanding of Zheng Haohui, and he regarded this person as a person who was used and framed rather than a perpetrator based on the poetic style of that text message, and in this investigation, he ignored the previous clues, including the painting of the "blood-colored real estate", that could deduce that this apparently rich son had a closer relationship with the high-level developer of Longsheng Manor, and the other was because Zheng Haohui was prepared"Tell" him, then knowing the whole inside story, it is very likely that he will be killed by this former rescue object and "colleagues" who have created dozens of "funerals", and according to the current state, he may not be able to beat this thin hemp pole, or perhaps, without this guy at all, he will soon become the same as those people in the auditorium.

Are you the cousin and nephew of which leader of the Longsheng Group...... Or rather, what about illegitimate children? Dante feared that this would be the last question he had in his mind. The developer of Longsheng Manor is called Longsheng Group, and as the team was able to find out in the public information before, the leaders of the group are all men, and none of them have the surname Zheng.

"Your father ......" Dante simply decided to take the initiative, "he, he must be ......" "He is indeed a shameless person, a despicable villain, a greedy and ruthless person!" Zheng Haohui's face suddenly distorted to be extremely hideous, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames, and his voice suddenly became very violent, "It's not that he is bad, why do Longsheng's people themselves have to put my family within the scope of relocation!"

Whether it was the sudden change in his mood or the last sentence, Dante was caught off guard. "Longsheng's own people", after a closer look, Dante secretly thought: Does this mean that his father is not a member of Longsheng Group after all?

Zheng Haohui buried his head and took a few deep breaths. When he raised his thin face again and looked ahead, Dante vaguely saw a blank look in his right eye. "It's too early for me to make up my mind, so let's talk to you. He said, "Remember, what I'm telling you below, I've only told Xiaoyan before." "Oh...... It's an honor. Dante replied.

More than 20 years ago, there was a young man, he was the kind of typical person whose skills were not big and greedy but not small, and after he mixed into the official career, he was full of thoughts about flying and prospering, but he never got his wish, so he could only be a small clerk. It wasn't until later, when his cousin-in-law, as the main assistant, followed Longsheng's boss to make the business bigger, and he suddenly felt that the opportunity had come. Relying on the advantages of his own unit, he began to build a line between his leader and Longsheng's boss, and the more and more frequent, so that the boss could get convenience and the leader benefited. The leader was satisfied, the boss was happy, and he was even more proud! In this way, he made a fortune by the promotion of profiteers and ink officials, and finally, when he had made enough, he withdrew in time, changed his face and became a businessman who went to the sea, and re-colluded with the Longsheng Group, earned more oil and water, married a beautiful woman, and lived in a luxurious mansion.

Yes, he got married, because he didn't get a wife when he was penniless! In fact, at the very edge of today's Longsheng Manor development circle, there used to be an alley where some poor women lived as prostitutes. Among them was a woman, and the junior clerk was her regular customer. Of course, that woman is not Du Shi Niang, and the relationship between them is still that kind of skin and flesh trade. But according to her, every night, he is willing to pour out all the unhappiness he encounters at work to her, and say that these words can only be said to her, and only she can listen to them. The relationship lasted almost two years before she found out she was pregnant. And the little clerk has reached the critical moment of turning over at this time, although he still has no object, it is impossible to give her any promises, so as not to affect his good future. But she couldn't bear her own flesh and blood, so she still gave birth to the child.

The little boy was not accompanied by his father since he was a child, and because of his mother, he had to endure enough ridicule and rolling eyes, and he felt more and more lonely and had fewer and fewer friends. Ironically, he lacked so much, but only food to fill his stomach. In order to keep his mother silent about his background, he provided them with a fixed amount of money every month to provide them with their rights and ensure food and clothing. Yes, all that can be guaranteed is food and clothing, no care, no feelings, no warmth of home! He never appeared in her house again, and most of the guests she brought home were strangers. That's right, she still needs to do business to make life easier for herself and her son. I don't know if this kind of day will change, at least not for the worse, right?

However, the day he heard the news that she was going to get married, she broke down, and perhaps he himself did not expect the blow to be so big. She finally cried and told his son everything as it was. And then, when the father and son met for the first time, it was the first time that the family of three sat together, the father threatened their mother and son not to disturb his happy marriage and family life in the future. No, it's not just as simple as cutting off his help, he went through the relationship from the household registration to other procedures after the birth of his son, and now he can also change the untrue elements in the original through the relationship, and even make the mother and son have no place in this city! The mother told the child: There is no choice. So they swallowed their anger and gave in. However, the child does not realize that the mother's physical condition has gone wrong and will gradually deteriorate in the following days. Due to the lack of money, her illness could not be completely treated, and from the time she fell ill until she died and was buried, her father never showed a face!

I think that shows that he doesn't want to have any contact with us anymore. That's good! Ever since I was a child, this father was like he didn't have one, and from that moment on, I became an orphan. Unexpectedly, the daughter born to his wife was spoiled by them, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recruit a good son-in-law, so he actually planned to devise a backup plan to train me to be an alternate heir! He came to me and said that he would compensate me, provide me with generous treatment and conditions, pave the way for me to succeed in the future, and train me to become an elite. I saw through his wishful thinking at a glance, and I didn't even bother with him. He showed his true colors, and he wanted to put my life under his control! He used his money and connections a little bit, and tried all kinds of obstructions against me, so that I finally had to rely on him financially. Then he forced me to grow up along the course he had planned for me, and if I had a negative attitude, he forced me even more harshly with the help of economic and other means!

Thankfully, I met Xiaoyan, who was the only ray of life in my life as a prisoner. Having her by my side, listening to my heart, soothing my heart, and making me feel as if our time together was eternal.

But it was so short-lived! I couldn't believe it! It was him, and he who was bent on keeping a firm grip on me, must have been unable to accept that I had my own happiness, so he took her away!

And this time, why did Long Sheng have to tear down the alley on the edge? It must have been his idea, erasing that alley is equivalent to completely erasing my mother's existence!

Shouldn't such a father, such a demon, and the accomplices and soil that made him completely destroyed?

After this stormy outpouring was finally over, Zheng Haohui looked at Dante and said apologetically: "But...... But I know that you are not his accomplice, nor do you belong to his sinful soil. The injury to you was an accident, I'm sorry. By the way, why did you come here? Did you come to me?" Dante nodded and said, "You texted everyone. "What text message?" "The poetic one." "What?" "It's okay, it doesn't matter. ”

Dante scratched his chin and asked, "Can you tell me - how do you ...... Kill them?"

Zheng Haohui had a smug smile on his face: "Don't forget, I'm a painter!"

(End of chapter)