Zhao Hongliang sat in the hall of the villa, and Lao Hou sat opposite, the two of them were playing chess and drinking tea at the same time, but Zhao Hongliang was still lighting a cigar in his hand, and when he was thinking, he couldn't help but take a puff.

"Master, the person we contacted has already replied, it is estimated that the problem can be solved tonight, we are the ticket tomorrow afternoon, and the patrol will not find us so quickly."

Hearing Lao Hou's report, Zhao Hongliang nodded with satisfaction, dropped down, and drank all the tea in the cup.

Lao Hou didn't rush to play chess, he poured a glass of water into Zhao Hongliang's cup first, and then continued to play chess.

"Old Hou, after arriving in the country of mold, I plan to recognize Hou Liang as my righteous son, and after I am a hundred years old, I plan to leave everything I have to him."

Lao Hou's hand that had just picked up a chess piece trembled violently, the chess piece fell to the ground, and Lao Hou's voice trembled a little and said, "Master, your body?" ”

Zhao Hongliang smiled and shook his head, indicating that it was okay.

"Now my body is okay, the doctor said, as long as I recuperate, it shouldn't be a problem to live for ten years, if I don't raise it well, it should be three or five years."

Zhao Hongliang said very freely, and seemed to have looked down on life and death.

"Master, the medical level of the mold country is very developed, and when you get there, you will definitely be able to cure your illness."

Lao Hou's tone was a little excited.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't say that I had given up treatment, but with the lesson of this time, you have to be prepared before doing anything, just like this time, without any preparation, I lost my son and lost the company,

Now leaving my property to Hou Liang can be regarded as preparing in advance. ”

Lao Hou finally stopped talking, and after being silent for a long time, he continued to play chess with Zhao Hongliang.

But at this moment, the door of the villa was slammed open, and a young man walked in with a cigarette in his mouth.

A white T-shirt came from the youth, and a strand of blue hair on his head was very eye-catching.

Coming to the two people, looking at the stunned appearance of the two people, the young man felt very cool and said a little proudly.

"Which of you is Zhao Hongliang, I am the one who received your billion, my name is Blue Fox."

Zhao Hongliang didn't speak, Lao Hou stood up and spoke.

"Since you have received our money, you should do something, what are you doing here now, and you are empty-handed, what about Lin Gan's head?"

Blue Fox was already sitting on the sofa, crossing Erlang's legs, still immersed in what he thought was a cool appearance just now.

"We are killers, and it stands to reason that we have collected money to help you do things."

"What about Lin Gan's head?"

Lao Hou was a little angry.

At this time, Zhao Hongliang's somewhat trembling voice suddenly sounded.

"Are you Wu Yulan's man?"

Hearing the name, the blue fox laughed.

"It seems that your old guy's brain hasn't broken yet, that's right, I'm Sister Lan's person."

Zhao Hongliang trembled, not because of fear, but because of hatred and anger.

"Where did I offend Wu Yulan?"

Blue Fox shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do I know, Sister Lan said that anyone who wants to move Lin Qian will have to die." "There is a shortage of books

"Could it be that Lin Qian killed my son, can't I take revenge? Could it be that Wu Yulan didn't have a little pity when she saw the white-haired person sending the black-haired person, she had already taken away my company, what else did she want to do now? ”

Zhao Hongliang has already collapsed a little, in front of a woman, his strength is so small and powerless, this woman is too terrifying!

After speaking, Zhao Hongliang suddenly rushed to his chest and there was a sharp cramping pain, he quickly covered his chest and did it.

Lao Hou hurriedly took a glass of water, handed it to Zhao Hongliang, and asked him to drink it.

If Lin Qian was here, he would definitely scoff at what he said just now, it was clear that Zhao Bo kidnapped Ye Ling first, which opened the road to hatred, but Zhao Hongliang said his son's death so high-sounding.

"I can't imagine that Wu Yulan, a female streamer, has such terrifying power,

I didn't expect that Lin Gan was just a high school homeroom teacher, and he could know Wu Yulan and have such a close relationship

I still couldn't imagine that Wu Yulan would not hesitate to use her own strength for Lin Qian. ”

The blue fox took a puff of cigarette, saw the cigar on Zhao Hongliang's table, and was playful, so he cut it down decently, smoked it, and continued to watch Zhao Hongliang's performance.

Zhao Hongliang clutched his chest, the wrinkles on his face were constantly trembling, maybe because of hatred, maybe because of pain, and now Zhao Hongliang's expression was close to distorting.

"It's ridiculous, in front of doing this, I didn't even investigate Lin Gan, and in the end I was cutting off my own back road, sad, ridiculous, haha......"

After saying this, Zhao Hongliang laughed, this laughter was full of sadness and despair, whether it was the old Hou behind him or the blue fox in front, he couldn't help but put on a straight face when he heard such laughter.

This laughter, as if from hell, hoarse and miserable, as if from the devil, hoarse and terrifying.

But at this time, Zhao Hongliang's laughter stopped abruptly, his expression was distorted again, and the hand covering his chest was once again forced.

The whole body was already trembling violently, and he fell directly from the chair, and with a plop, he lay on the ground, and on Zhao Hongliang's back, a dagger was inserted from the back of Zhao Hongliang's heart, and the blood had gushed out, shocking.

"Sir!"

Lao Hou exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly ran to Zhao Hongliang, holding Zhao Hongliang with his blood-stained hand.

"Old ...... Hou, you ...... You carry ...... Betray me! ”

Zhao Hongliang couldn't stop bleeding outwards from his mouth, his eyes widened, and he said these words intermittently.

Lao Hou has long been in tears, and he doesn't cry like this.

"Master, I'm sorry, everything you arranged in the mold country before has been lost by Hou Liang's gambling, so I have to do this!"

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhao Hongliang was already paralyzed on the ground, and when he was dying, he kept staring at the blue fox with a smile on his face, and his eyes contained too many things.

Anger, hatred, despair, resentment.

Lao Hou struggled and pulled out the dagger on Zhao Hongliang's back, Zhao Hongliang's body twitched slightly, and there was no movement.

glanced at the blue fox who was watching the show.

"Even if we die, we will definitely become evil spirits and haunt you!"

Then turned to Zhao Hongliang.

"Master, what I owe you in this life can only be repaid to you in the next life!"

After speaking, the dagger slammed on his neck, and a stream of blood spurted out, and Lao Hou's whole person had fallen in a pool of blood.