Mo Hong looked at Ning Mange for about ten seconds and didn't say anything, so he said:

"If it's inconvenient to say, it doesn't need to be said. I will avenge your father! For you, and for your brother. ”

Since Ning Mange had already called himself "brother", Mo Hong would definitely take care of Ning Mange as his own sister according to Ning Feng's last wish.

Revenge is also imperative.

Having said that, in fact, this matter has nothing to do with Ning Mange.

"Tomorrow, the funeral service will conduct a funeral ceremony for your brother Afeng, and the morning after tomorrow will be buried according to the calculated time. So, tomorrow we'll be at home. Mo Hong said.

"Okay."

Ning Mange was sad again.

Although his father and eldest brother have passed away, and in recent years, because of Liu Chongmei's obstruction, contact with relatives around him has basically been cut off.

Now, I am really left alone in this world.

But.

If you really treat Mo Hong as your own brother, or rather, like Brother A Feng's last wish, to like him and be with him......

For a while, Ning Mange was unacceptable.

It's not that Mo Hong is bad.

Rather, her mind is not here now.

Moreover, in the final analysis, she has only known Mo Hong for a day or two, and she has no friendship and feelings.

Mo Hong gave her more feelings, just iron-blooded, resolute, ruthless and righteous.

He is an admirable person.

That's why it always feels distant......

And, to be with him, even if you ignore the question of whether it is appropriate, you can't help but be too anxious.

Ning Mange was thinking.

Mo Hong said to Yun Miao again: "You don't have to keep guarding the funeral first. Tomorrow morning, I will inform the heads of the Zhao family, the Wan family, and the Duan family to come to the Ning family to find me the day after tomorrow. ”

Yun Miao asked, "Is this a gift for Ning Feng to rest in, young marshal?" ”

"Hmm."

Mo Hong nodded.

"I'll take care of this tomorrow morning." Yun Miao said.

……

The next day, in the morning.

The funeral company soon arrived, and according to local custom, they made a mound of clothes, and then placed the ashes and clothes in a wooden coffin.

Then.

Extradition of the revenant.

Mo Hong and Ning Mange are two people, dressed in linen and white.

Although, Mo Hong and Ning Feng are not a family.

But the relationship between the two superiors and subordinates has been like siblings for many years.

It's not a family, it's better than a family!

This white ministry should be worn.

And Yun Miao, as soon as the sky dawned, he drove to the city to handle the corresponding things.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Almost at the same time.

The head of the Wan family and the head of the Duan family, who are also the chairmen of Wanshi Group and Duan's Group respectively, entered the chairman's office of their respective corporate buildings, and their faces turned pale with fright.

Because.

They saw a blood-stained letter sitting in the middle of the table.

On the surface of the letter, five big characters are written-

Notice of Death.

……

Two hours later.

The chairmen of the Zhao family, Wanjia and Duan family, namely Zhao Qiuming, Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong, gathered at the most high-end leisure club in Donglong City-Aisen Cafe.

At the same time, they all carried a bloody letter.

Placing the letters on the table, the three of them were silent for a while.

Zhao Qiuming immediately said: "Two days ago, the Wang family had an accident, we should have thought that there would be such a thing. You may not have taken it seriously, but I've done my preliminary investigation. The person who sent the letter to us is called Mo Hong. ”

"Brother Zhao, who is this person? What's the matter? Can you do it? ”

Wan Gang is short and fat, has a sideways face, is in his fifties, his eyes are cloudy, and he doesn't know how many secrets he can't see in his heart.

"He seems to be an adopted son of Linjia Village. I went to serve as a soldier nine years ago, and now I'm back. Kill ...... as soon as you come back" Zhao Qiuming's face suddenly flashed with grief and indignation: "Kill my daughter!" ”

"What??"

Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong were shocked.

They only knew that the three members of the Wang family were all dead, and even a group of bodyguards of the Wang family were sacrificed one after another, leaving only one Li Xiao remaining.

But I don't know.

Before Mo Hong killed the three members of the Wang family, Zhao Qiuming's daughter also died?

"And that's not all." Zhao Qiuming took a deep breath: "My son is ......, I'm afraid it will be more than lucky!" ”

"Why?" Wan Gang hurriedly asked.

Zhao Qiuming gritted his teeth and said:

"Yesterday I asked my son to go to my ex-wife's house with a killer."

"They haven't been in touch since last night. A few of the bodyguards who ran back said that as soon as he appeared, he killed the killer I arranged, almost with one move. ”

"Then, the group of bodyguards ran away."

"My son and my ex-wife, life and death are still unknown!"

What the!!

Wan Gang was a little scared: "This Mo Hong is simply a murderer!" Zhao Gongzi ......, it is really more auspicious. ”

At this time.

Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong understood why Zhao Qiuming looked so haggard.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and compared with the last time, he seems to be ten years older, with a lot more gray hair on his head, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Unexpectedly, it was his daughter and son who suffered a catastrophe.

Zhao Qiuming said in a deep voice:

"I didn't want to bother you about this, but I didn't expect to receive such a letter when I arrived at the office in the morning."

"As it turns out, you received it too."

"Obviously, this Mo Hong is going to investigate the death of Ning Tianqiang back then."

"I suspect that Mo Hong already knows the truth!"

Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong were silent.

A few seconds later.

Duan Shiyong asked, "Mo Hong, what is the relationship with this Ning family?" Why, does he want to stand up for the Ning family? ”

"He is Ning Feng's comrade-in-arms."

Zhao Qiuming said.

Ning Feng!

It is impossible for Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong not to know this person.

Ning Tianqiang has a son and a daughter.

He originally wanted his son to inherit the great cause, but he didn't expect that he would send his son to the army for training, but he didn't return for many years, and he didn't know what level it had reached.

If this Mo Hong is really Ning Feng's comrade-in-arms, then his background is unpredictable.

After all, nine years into the army......

"Brother Zhao, then, is this Mo Hong coming back from the army?" Duan Shiyong asked again.

Zhao Qiuming shook his head: "I don't know about this." The only thing I know is that he is very powerful! In a head-to-head battle, it is estimated that in addition to using guns, ordinary crowd tactics will definitely not work. ”

"There are thousands of ways to kill. Even if he can fight, there is a level. Wan Gang is obviously a ruthless person, "It's not like we haven't done this kind of thing." What a powerful character I haven't seen! The point is, we need to make sure that this person can touch it or not. ”

"Find someone to approach and probe it?"

Duan Shiyong proposed.

Zhao Qiuming nodded: "I think so too." ”

"I don't know if there's a suitable candidate. I think, has Brother Zhao already planned everything? ”

Duan Shiyong pointed out.

Zhao Qiuming didn't sell it anymore, put down his hands holding his chin, and said:

"Yes, I do have a preliminary plan and candidates. - Come in. ”

He shouted outside.

Suddenly.

Outside the door, a woman of about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed fashionably and beautifully, with a good figure and elegant temperament, walked in.

The crimson wavy hair was slightly stroked, and the woman bowed to Zhao Qiuming and said, "Zhao Dong." ”

Immediately.

looked at Wan Gang and Duan Shiyong.

"Wan Dong, Duan Dong. Hello, my name is An Yiran, I am Mo Hong's former high school classmate, and I am his tablemate. Once upon a time, we had an ambiguous period. ”

The woman's words are meaningful.

…………