Chapter 473: Your Life Is Not Worth Anything!

The rise of every little person is a tragic history that can be sung and cried.

Little people have the sorrow and helplessness of little people, and if they want to rise, they naturally have to work ten times more than others. Luck is important, but the most important thing is the means and brains.

The so-called family affection and friendship, as long as it is blocking the way for oneself to climb up, can be ruthlessly abandoned, in order to finally gain a firm foothold.

Long Huaiyuan did a good job of this.

He came from a bad background, and his hometown was in an unknown small ravine in Henan Province. His journey has not been smooth sailing. If he hadn't been ruthless enough, it is estimated that he would have died under the knife of the Japanese devil without waiting until now.

Once, he led a company to the bottom of the mountain to pick up a hidden stake responsible for gathering intelligence in the city. But I never thought that the dark pile had already been bought by the Japanese devils, and there were hundreds of little devils in the field to ambush, and there were only a dozen people left in one company after one face. Long Huaiyuan fled with the rest of the people into a nearby small mountain.

A few hundred people against a dozen people, there is no chance of survival at all. Long Huaiyuan ran to the other side of the hill by going to the toilet and dug a small hole of only about half a meter with the bayonet on his rifle. He hid himself tightly with branches and weeds, and stayed motionless for three days and three nights, and then he survived.

A company, he was the only survivor.

If he hadn't been ruthless enough to give up a dozen comrades-in-arms and brothers, how would he have survived until now? How could there be the current Long family?

If it weren't for the ruthless old man Zhang who had stabilized himself and saved his life several times, he would have come out of the way?

As soon as he thought of this, Long Huaiyuan sighed. But without the slightest regret or guilt, if he was given another chance, he would still choose to do it.

Every superior will step on the bones. No one is exempt. Long Huaiyuan has understood this truth since he was three years old.

Today, when he got the news of the failure to intercept and kill Old Man Zhang and Yang Yi, he didn't show much surprise or incredulity except for being slightly surprised. It's just that I feel a little self-blame in my heart, and if I want to blame it, I can only blame myself for not being too ruthless after all. If they could be more ruthless and directly use bazookas on Old Man Zhang and Yang Yi's car, then they would probably be on the road to hell by now.

After receiving the call from his subordinates, Long Huaiyuan sighed with a little headache. Rubbing his brow, he took a deep breath of the cigarette he had just lit. Let this spicy taste pass through the lungs to keep the brain awake at all times.

He's an old smoker, and he doesn't taste like a light cigarette. That's why I particularly like cigarettes like the Snow Lotus King, a specialty of Xinjiang. This smoke smells big enough to stun someone who has never smoked.

The villa is sealed, the Jazz Troupe betrays, and the grandson will go to court. One thing after another made Long Huaiyuan feel a little incredible. And all this is only because of Yang Yi, the dirt bun in the eyes of others.

He almost laughed at the information in front of him. This young man is not as simple as others seem.

Long Huaiyuan was a little curious, what kind of means did Yang Yi use to persuade Murong Xiaoxiong of the Jazz Troupe? This surprised him even more than Yang Yi was able to escape this interception.

Loyalty does not mean that there will be no betrayal, it is just a matter of whether the chips are enough.

Although he never believed in any loyalty, out of his understanding of Murong Xiaoxiong, he asked himself that Murong Xiaoxiong would not be able to do such a thing under normal circumstances. So what made him flee to Province J with the whole regiment?

If you think about it carefully, the cat in this is not ordinarily small.

He didn't go to court today because he knew. There were only two outcomes, either the court ended the trial early, or the grandson stumbled to prison. Now that Old Man Zhang and Yang Yi have appeared in the courtroom in a good manner, the ending is doomed.

"Zhang Lao'er, are you going to start taking revenge on me? Hmph, I'm waiting for you. A grim smile appeared at the corner of Long Huaiyuan's mouth, looking at the swaying autumn branches outside the window.

"Dad, can't you really think of any other way?" Long Cangyun looked at his father, who was already gray-haired, and asked with a worried expression.

He has two sons, but what is the difference between this and one? Long Yan, the second ancestor, what else can he do but cause trouble? In Long Cangyun's heart, that son is just a tumor given to him by God. As long as it doesn't attack, it's already good, and it is impossible to expect this tumor to change from malignant to benign.

It's that people are selfish.

He is the head of the Long family's generation, so he naturally doesn't want this position to become someone else's in the future, even if he is a brother. But if his only qualified son is imprisoned, how many people will support him in this position?

"What can you do?" Long Huaiyuan suddenly turned around a little angrily, looked at his son with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are now the head of the Long family. Can't you see the situation clearly? The old guy was determined to join forces with that kid named Yangyi and pulled Ah Fei into the water. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for giving birth to a good son. Don't you know how to wipe your ass clean when you do things? God knows how much evidence he has in his hand. How can I help? Leave my old face and beg for help? But don't let Ah Fei stay in prison for too long, where there are many people and snakes. I'm worried that something will happen. You can ask someone to issue a hospital certificate tomorrow, and then take Ah Fei out." ”

"But Dad. If Ah Fei is imprisoned, it will have a serious impact on the reputation of our Long family. Besides, "Long Cangyun wanted to speak and stopped."

Long Huaiyuan sneered and said, "Besides, Ah Fei is very likely to become the next head of the Long family, and being imprisoned will have an impact on his status in the family, right? Cangyun, I leave my words here today, I don't care if Ah Fei is in prison or not." As long as he contributes the most to the family, the position of the next head of the family is his. Don't worry about that. ”

Long Cangyun was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest expression on his face, so he only responded, and then turned around and exited the room.

Because today's case is a bit special, not too many people know about it. Even the so-called judges and policemen are only a dozen or so.

In addition to Long Fei's mother, younger brother, and two collateral relatives, there is also his lawyer.

This group of relatives and friends seemed a little shabby to him Long Fei.

On Yang Yi's side, there are only him and Mr. Zhang, plus bodyguards and lawyers.

Long Fei knew about today's interception. But when he saw the two of them, he was only full of unwillingness.

Old Man Zhang didn't know how to find evidence that Long Fei was actually the owner behind Rongma Villa, and there was also evidence that he killed the sons of two real estate developers a few years ago.

In the face of sufficient evidence, all arguments pale in comparison. If it weren't for the power of the Long family, Long Fei's lawyer would have wanted to turn around and leave.

This case is almost a sure thing, what else do you want him to do? Not only will he not win, but he will also add a stain of failure to his own file.

These incriminating evidences, let each one of them go is a matter of eating guns, but Long Fei's status is transcendent. On the other hand, Mr. Zhang is not small, and the judge has the urge to cry.

Death is delayed, which may be the best outcome.

He knew very well in his heart that as long as Long Fei didn't die on the spot, both families would have the ability to make him disappear or get out of prison safely.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him after that. The judge will take the red envelope.

This result was expected by almost everyone. Old Man Zhang obviously thought of this as well, but nodded lightly to the judge, and then whispered in Yang Yi's ear: "Don't worry, tonight, Long Fei will commit suicide in fear of sin." ”

Yang Yi was shocked, this old fox's methods were really not as kind as he seemed on the surface. I thought of it so quickly, and I put it into practice.

If he was not an ally with this old man, but an enemy, Yang Yi could hardly imagine what the consequences would be.

The entire trial of the case was carried out step by step, without the imaginary ups and downs, nor the expected twists and turns. All in all, everything went well.

Out of the courthouse, Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't know why, he was naturally afraid of this kind of place.

Is this the common problem of being a bad person?

Long Fei was escorted to Kyoto Prison, and he was put in a special cell without knowing whether it was intentional or not. He's the only one here.

He thought it was specially explained, so he didn't care.

Long Fei wasn't worried about how long he would stay here. He was born well, and he is the seed of the Long family, saying that he killed two people, that is, killed twenty, and he will eat and drink the same tomorrow.

In the afternoon, a middle-aged man in his thirties came into the cell, looking at Long Fei with an unsmiling expression and an indifferent expression.

After the prison guards left, the middle-aged man did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Long Fei finally sensed that something was wrong, shrank back a little fearfully, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"The one who killed you. The middle-aged man looked at Long Fei lightly, and in his eyes, Long Fei seemed to be dead.

"Why?"

Long Fei regretted it after asking this sentence. Isn't this an obvious thing, apart from Old Man Zhang and Yang Yi, who would let him die so soon?

Sure enough, the middle-aged man didn't even have the desire to answer this question, but still looked at Long Fei with the eyes of a dead man.

"How much do they give you? I'll give you tenfold. Long Fei said through gritted teeth.

But to his disappointment, the man just shook his head faintly and said something that made him vomit blood. "Your life is worthless!"

If money can impress him, why did the old man send him?