Chapter Ninety-Three: Your Father's Death, You Are Not Qualified to Mention It
What Lang Wenyu said was really heartbreaking.
Lang Wende, the son of the Lang family, died of illness more than ten years ago, which can be described as the pain of the Lang family's life. His wife followed him with excessive grief over the death of her husband, leaving only a child less than ten years old, Lang Chenxing.
It can be said that Lang Chenxing has been helpless abroad all these years, and he has been lonely all because of his father's death, otherwise, he would be the grandson of the Lang family, enjoying unparalleled dignity, not like now, a Lang family can step on her.
Although he knew that Lang Wenyu was deliberately provoking Lang Chenxing, Rao is Yu Mengfei felt that this was a bit excessive, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he raised the dagger in his hand to take Lang Wenyu's life.
"Second uncle, you don't have to provoke me so much."
Unexpectedly, Lang Chenxing, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, walked straight in front of Lang Wenyu, his voice was cold, and he showed his sharp teeth for the first time, "My father's death, you are not qualified to mention it at all." Do you really think that no one knows what you did back then? ”
Lang Chenxing's words exploded with a thunderclap on the ground.
Lang Wenyu's eyes widened instantly, and his feet softened: "What did you say?" ”
How could he have known about what happened back then?
"I never believed that my father actually died of illness. So, after he died, I took his blood for testing, and found nothing. Lang Wenyu spoke softly, with pain and sadness in his eyes, "But I found a chronic poison in his tea leaves, and that tea was given to him by you." Second uncle, can you even do it to your own brother? ”
All the truths that were covered up back then were revealed, Lang Wenyu's face was red and white, his eyes looked at Lang Chenxing in horror for a while, and suddenly let out a poignant laugh: "What can't I do?" If he doesn't die, how can the old thing give power to me and the third child? People die for money, birds die for food, what's wrong with me! ”
"I really looked away, I didn't expect you to be so pretending!" Lang Wenyu's eyes were filled with hatred that could not be dissolved, and he said coldly, "The old thing is eccentric from beginning to end, at the beginning he was partial to my eldest brother, and after he left, he tried his best to protect you everywhere, where am I not as good as you!" ”
The man's voice was hysterical, like a madman, Yu Mengfei watched from the side and did not answer.
The Lang family is talented, down-to-earth and hardworking, and Lang Fu has always cultivated him as a future heir, so resources and money are inevitably biased, but he didn't expect that these would be the culprits who killed him.
"At least, my father wouldn't harm his brother for the sake of these things outside his body." Lang Chenxing glanced at Lang Wenyu coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking arc, "I'm not interested in the things of the Lang family, I came back this time just to take revenge, one life is worth one life, second uncle, after today, let's clear the two." You ......"
Before Lang Chenxing's words were finished, Lang Yan, who was staring blankly behind Lang Wenyu, suddenly moved.
She snatched the knife from the hands of the people around her as if she was ruthless, and pounced on Lang Chenxing fiercely, her eyes red, "I'll kill you!" ”
If it weren't for Lang Chenxing, how could they end up in such a field! He deserves to die!
Looking at Lang Yan who suddenly went crazy, Yu Mengfei flashed a dark color, and quickly snatched the knife in Lang Yan's hand, and the knife was just about to slash the girl's weak neck, suddenly, there was a soft sound of "click" behind her, and a bullet passed through the air and hit Lang Yan's calf......