Not long after the old housekeeper left, a young man came down from upstairs, wearing a nightgown and a faint smile on his face, and was slightly surprised to see the almost crazy look on Qian Donglai's face.

"Uncle Qian, you are Taishan collapsed in front of you and your face did not change, what made you so angry?"

The young man's words were very polite, but with that smile on his face, he walked to the sofa and sat opposite Qian Donglai without the slightest respect.

Qian Donglai was immersed in the pain of losing his son, and when he saw the faint smile of the young man, he felt a burst of anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack, and he didn't even dare to say a trace of complaint, but still squeezed out a stiff and ugly smile.

"Young Master Murong, my son is dead."

Hearing this, the young man who called him Young Master Murong showed a hint of surprise on his face, and then laughed, "Uncle Qian, I have already told you that Brother Qianjiang is so high-profile, something will definitely happen sooner or later, how about now, I guessed it, right?" ”

Qian Donglai dared to swear that if another person said such things here, he would be able to chop people up alive, he was already suffering the pain of losing his son, and the other party was still saying cool things in front of him.

"Young Master Murong, it's too late to say this, I can't accompany you here, I'm going to the hospital to see my son's body!"

"Uncle Qian, if you need help, just ask, if I'm in a good mood, I can help you."

Qian Donglai squeezed out a reluctant smile, "Then thank you Young Master Murong, if there is something I can't solve, I will definitely not be polite." ”

"Go ahead!" Young Master Murong waved his hand, lay down on the sofa, picked up the remote control and looked at it.

The corners of Qian Donglai's eyes twitched slightly, his face darkened and he didn't speak, and left quickly.

At this moment, in Jiang Hanyu's villa, Duan Fei walked in, looking at Jiang Hanyu practicing, did he disturb, and was quietly on the other side.

When Jiang Hanyu opened his eyes, Duan Fei spoke: "Boss, Qian Dong came to the hospital and smashed the hospital's morgue, I'm a little puzzled, boss, your killing intent can't be suppressed, why don't we do it tonight?" ”

"Qian Donglai will definitely gather all the elites of his Qian family, I want to catch them all, without these people, the Qian family's cake, there will definitely be countless people flocking to it, and the rest of the garbage doesn't need to be done by me, and the Qian family will not be left behind."

Duan Fei hesitated slightly, "Your Excellency, there is one more thing, there is a guest in the Qian family, it should be four or five days to live here, according to the information collected by those subordinates, this person's identity is not simple, Qian Donglai has been waiting, this person is in the Qian family, and even dares to reprimand Qian Donglai in front of his subordinates." ”

Speaking of this, Duan Fei had doubts in his eyes, "According to Qian Donglai's character, if someone dares to ride on his head and, he can definitely make that person become a puddle of flesh, which is very abnormal, but the people who are engaged in us have not found out a little bit of information about this guy, until the other party reverts to the surname Murong." ”

Jiang Hanyu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Murong's surname?" ”

Duan Fei nodded firmly, "Yes, one of the people I sent entered their villa, and now he is an undercover agent of the Qian family, he watched every movement of the Qian family, and heard Qian Donglai call that young man Young Master Murong several times. ”

"This person should be from the Murong family, this is a very tricky question, and there is a mysterious force behind the events of the year, could it be the Murong family?" Jiang Hanyu's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and the killing intent in his eyes vaguely rose again.

"Your Excellency, is the Murong family very powerful?" Duan Fei, I have only heard of this surname on TV, but it is the first time in reality.

Jiang Hanyu nodded, "The history of the Murong family is too long, even I don't know how many years they have inherited, they belong to a hidden family, and the people who come out of there, do you think it will be simple?" ”

"Originally, I thought that the information I saw before was an exaggeration, but I didn't expect that there really was such a family?" Duan Fei said in astonishment.

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Hanyu's eyes, "No matter who it is, they can't stop my plan." ”

Jiang Hanyu didn't go out the next day, and Duan Fei didn't leave either, and around their villa, there were more people.

When the time was almost evening, Duan Fei took out a brand new pure black clothes, "Your Excellency, those eyeliners of the Qian family, from this morning until now, have been staring at this side of the villa, do you want to solve them before you go?" ”

Jiang Hanyu changed into the black clothes, and there was a filial piety character embroidered from white thread on his arm.

"Let's go!" Jiang Hanyu was holding a tray in his hand, which was covered with a black cloth, while Duan Fei carried a few bottles of wine and walked out of the villa together.

After the two of them came out, the people who had been wandering around immediately took out their mobile phones and started sending messages.

It only took more than 20 minutes to drive the car to the Qian family's villa.

When they stopped, there were already dozens of pairs of eyes staring at them in the villa.

Jiang Hanyu strode into the Qian family's villa with a tray, as if he didn't see the people standing in the courtyard, especially those people in their hands, carrying bright knives.

Entering the hall, Jiang Hanyu saw Qian Donglai sitting on the Taishi chair, and on that face, the muscles were mobilized, so that the hideous scar seemed to be squirming on his face.

Duan Fei followed closely and directly placed the yellow rosewood table in the hall in the middle.

Jiang Hanyu put the tray in his hand on it, while Duan Fei opened all the bottles of wine.

Qian Donglai's eyes were almost on fire, but he wanted to see what the hell these two guys in front of him were going to do, and they had already entered his Qian family, which was equivalent to entering the net.

On the second floor, Young Master Murong was lying on the railing, looking at all this below with interest.

Jiang Hanyu lifted the black satin on the tray, and there were two black tablets for worship.

This scene made everyone who saw it a little stunned, it was the first time they had heard of the provocation of the ancestor tablet at the door.

"You are dying at the end of your life, and you start to ask your ancestors for protection, will they bless you?" Upstairs, Young Master Murong asked with a grin.

Jiang Hanyu didn't pay attention to the other party, holding a glass of wine in his hand, in the middle of the hall, and poured it in the southeast direction. "Dad, this is your favorite wine, let's drink a few glasses first, and then you will watch while drinking, you came in a hurry, and you didn't bring vegetables, but I will take his head to pay tribute to you."

These words spread clearly in the villa, so that everyone reacted, the tablet with them was his parents, could it be that the Qian family had a grudge against him for killing his father?

Qian Donglai looked at Jiang Hanyu carefully, those eyes made him faintly feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

Jiang Hanyu picked up the wine that Duan Fei had just poured and drank it in one gulp, before turning his gaze to Qian Donglai and them.

The direction he was facing was where his parents' bones were buried.

Qian Donglai was completely impatient, and the expression on his face became extremely hideous, but he still glanced at the name on the spirit card, he killed a lot of people, and wanted to see whose descendants this was, but when he saw those words clearly, he was stunned on the spot.

"Are you the remnant of the Jiang family?" Qian Donglai's voice was almost pressed out of his throat, low as if he was roaring.

Jiang Hanyu said lightly: "It seems that you still clearly remember what happened ten years ago!" ”

Qian Donglai's eyes were full of fierce light, "No wonder you will kill my son, today I will let you return it a thousand times, and after that, I will find out who let you go, I will also let him destroy the door, torture him to death little by little, and come to avenge my son's burial." ”

"You don't have that chance!" Jiang Hanyu stood up, poured all the wine in the cup on the ground, then put the wine glass on the table, poured another glass, and said softly: "Dad, you drink slowly, watch me send him down to see you." ”

"You are actually Jiang Hanyu, didn't you have been shot in the heart at the beginning, how could you still come back to life?" Qian Donglai naturally remembers the original incident vividly, which was the turning point of his fortune.

Jiang Hanyu raised his eyebrows slightly, took off the coat on his body, unbuttoned the cuffs of his white shirt, ignored Qian Donglai's words, and walked over directly after doing this.

The muscles on Qian Donglai's face twitched, and the pain of losing his son made him almost go crazy, and now this enemy was in front of him, and he stretched out his hand directly to one of his subordinates next to him.

The subordinate immediately respectfully handed a knife to Qian Donglai's hand.

"Don't worry, you will never die today, I will torture you for a few days and nights, and make your walk extremely painful." Hideous words came out of Qian Donglai's mouth.

A smile appeared on Jiang Hanyu's face, and the person had already walked in front of Qian Donglai, and his shot was like electricity, and he instantly turned to Qian Donglai's neck.

Qian Donglai saw Jiang Hanyu make a move, and knew that the other party was going to pinch his neck, but his nervous reaction couldn't keep up at all, and when he wanted to retreat, that hand had already pinched him.

Followed by the suffocating sense of confinement, he immediately came up from the top of his neck, and at this time, he would not think about leaving Jiang Hanyu to be tortured with his life, and the knife in his hand stabbed Jiang Hanyu directly in the chest.

The other hand easily slapped the knife away, grabbed Qian Donglai's wrist directly, and then slammed it hard.

"Click..."

A crisp sound of cracking bones came out, especially loud in that quiet villa.

Qian Donglai's spirit was extremely tenacious, and when he came up, he broke a hand and pinched his neck, and he endured the pain stubbornly, and his hand began to grow hard.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail, and the sense of imprisonment and suffocation became more and more serious.

And those of his subordinates, Duan Fei had already made a move, and no one could get within a meter of Jiang Hanyu's surroundings.