Lorraine and Liu Wanchuan sat in the car that Lu Chuan drove to Hu Yidao's agreed meeting place.

At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang was there.

Liu's mansion.

On the sofa in the hall, there was a young man who was extremely depressed and his eyes were bloodshot, his name was Qian Hu.

When he learned of his father's murder, he fell into this state, apparently not sleeping all night, looking like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. The air around him seemed to be about to condense, and anyone who passed by him could smell a strong smell of hatred.

"Virtuous nephew, the festival mourns and changes, you have been sitting like this all night, and if you don't rest, your body will collapse." Liu Zhuangyang was sitting on the single sofa beside him at this time, smoking a cigar cigarette, spitting out smoke without a puff, with a look of sadness on his face, and said with relief, "Also, your father's funeral should be held as soon as possible, the longer it drags on, the worse it is, so it is very disrespectful to him." ”

Qian Hu hasn't said a word since last night, the whole person is like a fool, of course, this is understandable, his father, who was fine two days ago, was killed like this, and I heard Liu Zhuangyang say that the murderer of his father is still that Lorraine! The bastard Lorraine who uprooted their father and son and came to Payang City!!

However, Qian Hu, as Qian Million's only son, did not speak, and Liu Zhuangyang did not have the right to decide the time of Qian Million's funeral and cremate him.

After spending a night with Qian Hu, Liu Zhuangyang also had a very headache, he hadn't found this kid before, so stubborn, so roundabout, and now looking at his terrifying appearance of wanting to kill his father's murderer with a thousand knives, Liu Zhuangyang still wiped his sweat fiercely in his heart, after all, anyway, it was Qian Million's life that he ended with a knife. If Qian Hu knew that he did it, he had no doubt that this hard-pressed child would do some crazy revenge.

However, after Liu Zhuangyang thought about it, although Lorraine knew about his killing of Qian Million, but looking at Qian Hu's appearance, he would definitely not choose to believe Lorraine, after all, there was no evidence, and Qian Million was dead, and there was no proof of death. Even if Lorraine released rumors in the outside world, saying that he Liu Zhuangyang personally killed Qian Million, Qian Hu would never believe it, he still had this certainty. Therefore, there is no need to worry that Qian Hu will hate himself.

Now Qian Hu obviously regards Lorraine as the murderer of his father who killed a thousand knives, Liu Zhuangyang City Mansion talks deeply, and he says in his heart, it is better to make good use of this, if in the end it is to let Qian Hu end Lorraine's life with his own hands, then it is naturally better, he can not only save a crime and murder with his own hands, but also be a favor, why not?

Besides, Qian Hu still has to rely on him, Liu Zhuangyang, the old uncle, otherwise, how can the young guy who is covered in cumin talk take revenge?

Pity...... The wishful thinking in my heart is loud again, this Qian Hu doesn't give a word, and it's not appropriate...... Liu Zhuangyang was waiting to hurry up the funeral of the million-dollar money, and then with the help of the funeral, the black wanted warrant to erase Lorraine was released in the underground world of Payang City, and finally gave Lorraine a blow and quickly strengthened his power.

After a pause, Liu Zhuangyang still barely suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued to patiently enlighten: "Virtuous nephew...... We'd better do your father's funeral as soon as possible, don't worry, with your uncle standing here, your father will definitely be buried in a beautiful way, and then the uncle will tell the whole world what a bastard that Lorraine is!! I believe in my uncle's strength, and I will definitely be able to avenge you! ”

Finally heard Liu Zhuangyang say that he wanted to help his father avenge his words, Qian Hu's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to have recovered mentally. After a whole night of meditation, he had only one thought in his heart: to seek revenge on Lorraine!!

However, Qian Hu knows very well how weak his strength is, if there is no Liu Zhuangyang to rely on, he wants to find Lorraine Baocheng, whose direct background is at least stronger than his own, is simply a fool's dream.

He knew that Liu Zhuangyang would never sit idly by and watch his father's death, with his underworld power in Payang City, he had to let Lorraine lose a layer of skin before dying!

"Uncle...... My dad, how did you die......" Suddenly, Qian Hu slammed into his hoarse and somewhat weird voice, and his eyes revealed a look of hatred and a faint voice.

When Liu Zhuangyang heard this, his heart trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at Qian Hu's eyes, this kid, why did he ask how his father died??? Is it possible to suspect that I can kill it??? …… No, no, there was no suspicion of me in his eyes.

So what does he mean by that?

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Zhuangyang suddenly realized, it seems that this kid wants to ask his father how he died, right?

"...... from here" Liu Zhuangyang immediately slowly raised his hand and gestured on his neck, then gestured sideways, and said slowly, "A mouth, open here." Before the words fell, he put down his hand and patted Qian Hu lightly on the shoulder, "Virtuous nephew, mourn." Rest assured, as long as the funeral is successfully held, the uncle will have the ability to issue a black notice, let's not call the police, it is too cheap to call the police to arrest him, that bastard boy, the uncle wants him to be in Payang City, become a street rat and everyone shouts and beats!! and so on to torture him until he was exhausted...... Wipe him out again!! ”

When Qian Hu heard this, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and he slashed a knife from his neck, how unbearable is the feeling of suffocating near death...... Father, the death is so miserable...... Before learning the bad news of his father last night, he was still happy to kill the enemy with a knife in the game, but as a result, this retribution befell his father's millions, the world is too dramatic, God seems to be punishing the father and son!

However, Qian Hu is very clear about the truth that there is a debtor who is wronged, and he must find Lorraine and then ......

Thinking of this, Qian Hu's eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness that he had never shown before, terrifying, and the scarlet light made Liu Zhuangyang on the side look like his heart couldn't help but tremble, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "I...... To get your hands dirty with Lorraine...... Kill !!! ”

Liu Zhuangyang wiped a trace of cold sweat in his heart, the power of hatred was too strong, and it would make Qian Hu, a young child who was useless, even more than his own son, show such a palpitating look. Fortunately, Qian Hu didn't know that his father was killed by him Liu Zhuangyang himself, otherwise, Liu Zhuangyang would wake up scared from a dream.

"Nephew, don't worry, I will end his life at the end...... Over to you!! Let you avenge your father with your own hands!! At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang patted Qian Hu's shoulder and reminded, "So...... Without further ado, let's start preparing for your father's funeral, shall we? ”

Hearing this, Qian Hu finally couldn't hold back any longer, tears poured out of his eyes, the hatred was buried deep in his heart, his emotions completely collapsed, and the spurting tears struggled to wash his sour and painful swollen eyes, and then, when he collapsed emotionally, he no longer had the support of the belief that hatred was extreme, and the fragile physique that was deeply hit began to tremble, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, slowly sliding off the sofa, sitting on the ground, he opened his mouth wide, Tears fell painfully from his eyes, without the slightest sound, but full of silent pathos, so that Liu Zhuangyan on the side couldn't help but sour his nose when he looked at it.

No matter how you say it, the relationship between father and son is still moving.

Whether this father and son, they are heroes admired by everyone, or bears spurned by thousands of people!

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In less than an hour, the funeral was finally completed in a hurry, and in due course, under the leadership of Liu Zhuangyang, Qian Hu, the only son of Qian Million, wore linen and filial piety, held his father's posthumous photo, and sat in the passenger seat at the front of the funeral car. The funeral car started, followed by more than 20 black cars to send the funeral, in the major streets and highways of Payang City, scattering paper money, blowing funeral music, and swaggering through the city, for fear that there are people in every corner of Payang City who do not know the death of millions of money.

Coming out of the crematorium, they drove slowly around the corner to the burial cemetery that Liu Zhuangyang bought at a great price, which was located on a high valley, and the environment was good. Of course, the reason why the burial site was chosen in that cemetery is because ...... There, there are a lot of people who can stand, and he wants to tell some of his colleagues who were invited to participate that he, Liu Zhuangyang, is going to issue a "black notice" for Lorraine!!

The sky was very clear, and God didn't seem to want to rain to set off this sad atmosphere, and it was even cloudy.

Under the sun, with the burial of Qian million's ashes, the funeral music sounded, and Qian Hu knelt in front of the grave and cried into tears. At the end of the burial, Liu Zhuangyang stood in front of the newly completed grave of Qian Wanwan, and loudly announced to the eleven or two people who were more or less famous on the road that were more or less inclined to him Liu Zhuangyang's side, and loudly announced that he was going to issue a "black notice" to Lorraine, in the name of his brother!! In the name of morality!! Hunt down Lorraine! Till death rest!!

Speaking of which, such words were still expressed by Liu Zhuangyang with impassionedness, so much so that at the moment when he finished the last sentence, many people in front of him were all raising their arms and shouting in unison, obviously infected by Liu Zhuangyang's feat of avenging his brother at the expense of sticking a knife in both sides!

However, among the eleven or twelve people in black funeral suits, Lu Lian, the boss of the Jiangnan tribe, had a faint smile on the corner of his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: Hehe, Liu Zhuangyang is worthy of Liu Zhuangyang, I am afraid that he wants to take advantage of this opportunity to strengthen his momentum in Boyang City!! Wishful thinking, it's so loud!! Pity the orphan who has millions of dollars, but he is kept in the dark, but he doesn't know that someone is using his father's death to make some plans with evil intentions!

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In the city of Boyang City, there is a sad howl on one side, and a chatter on the other.

At the same time, on the top floor of the rooftop of the CNM International Business SOHO Building in the center of Payang City, a gentle monsoon breeze blows, a small white round table is placed on a French aged red wine, Lorraine and Hu Yidao sit opposite each other, behind them, respectively, stand their respective right-hand men, Liu Wanchuan and Lu Chuan.

"I received the news just now...... Hu Yidao sipped the goblet of red wine in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he said slowly, "Liu Zhuangyang, I have officially announced to the underground world of Boyang City and sent a ...... to you Black Notice. ”