The armored chariot drove all the way through the streets of Qianjiang City.

And, in its rear ... Hundreds of meters.

Countless luxury cars formed a long queue of cars, following closely.

The Qian family's Rolls-Royce Phantom car opened the road and followed closely with the combat vehicle.

Qian Peng sat in the car, his fists clenched, and his face was extremely cold.

He's going to see... That man, with the body of his own son, exactly... What do you want to do?!

Battle tank car, all the way to the road.

Walk through the streets of Qianjiang City for several kilometers.

Eventually, we reached a riverbank outside the city.

On the banks of the Qianjiang River!

The turbid river is turbulent and vigorous. Huge waves crashed against the banks of the river piled up tens of meters high.

The Qianjiang River, since ancient times, has surged all over the world.

Here, it is known as the "Rakshasa River".

There are rumors in ancient times that this river ...... Even when the rakshasa comes, it will fall here.

The raging and vigorous waves of the river are beyond the reach of many people.

The first tide in the world, Qianjiang.

A month ago, Sifan... It's from here... Fell into the river and died.

There is no one in life, and no corpse in death.

Now, Chen Junlin... With the murderer... Qian Xuyang's corpse, again... Here we are.

The armored chariot slowly stopped on the bank of the Qiantang River.

The Thunder off-road vehicle that followed him also slowly stopped.

Ning Gang got off the train respectfully and stood aside.

Chen Junlin's body jumped lightly and jumped from the roof of the combat vehicle several meters high.

He, pulling out a cigarette, lit it.

Then, slowly came to the bank of the river.

Dozens of meters under your feet, there are rolling waves.

The roar was raging, and the Rakshasa River was about to float.

From the Yangtze River, the endless Yellow River water, ...... here Converged into the surging Qianjiang River.

"Sifan, you're down there, okay?"

Chen Junlin's eyes were deep, staring at the rolling waters of the Yellow River, his breath was surging endlessly.

"It's me, the big brother, who didn't fulfill my obligations."

He clenched his fists and watched the crashing waves.

Reminiscences come like waves.

That year, the memories of youth and the curtain emerged.

'Big brother, when you come back from the army, we must... Drink freely, drunk for three days and three nights! ’

'Big Brother...... I don't know how many years it will take you to go, and when you come back, remember to bring your sister-in-law. If it is suitable, find a female woman in the camp, then I, the younger brother, will be really envious. ’

'Big Brother...... Promise me, when I Yu Sifan gets married, you must come back and officiate the wedding for me. ’

Scenes of the past come to my heart like a tide.

Now, he's back.

But the man is no longer there.

He didn't even have time to wait for his brother Sifan's wedding.

The wind and dust are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night.

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

Chen Junlin did not cry, because the man did not flick when he had tears.

He was in the battalion, and his tears... Never because of... The love of children and brothers...... And falling.

But he still had red eyes.

Righteous brother Yu Sifan has been a good person enough in this life.

But in the end, he was framed to death.

Retribution in the world, why is this so?

Those, the families who murdered his Yu family, one by one... swallowed the property of the Yu family and lived as a master.

And the Yu family fell apart. There is only one thing left in the past, even... It's all about to be forgotten.

Where is the retribution?

Since, retribution does not come.

Then he, Chen Jun is here and now he is in Jiangnan.

He will take the sword and slay the iniquity himself!

What is retribution?

He Chen Junlin is retribution!

"Sifan, don't worry. I'll take care of Yanan. ”

Chen Junlin slowly lit the second cigarette.

Then, he threw the burning smoke into the river.

"You don't like to smoke, but this cigarette should be treated as accompanying my eldest brother."

Chen Junlin's eyes were red, and he took a deep puff of his cigarette.

The rich and pungent smell of smoke instantly entered the throat and pierced people's hearts.

And, at the same time.

In the rear.

A convoy of hundreds of luxury cars has finally arrived.

There was a sharp sound of brakes.

The guests who had just attended the funeral all rushed to the scene.

Chan Peng's face was grim and he stepped out of the Rolls-Royce sedan.

Behind him, there was also a large group of black bodyguards.

However, at this moment, although the scene... So many bodyguards were present.

However, there is no one who dares to step forward.

Because, Chen Jun was next to him, and the land armored combat vehicle was horizontal.

There's 'it' there, and the whole audience trembles.

No one dares to move.

"Chen Junlin, what are you going to do?" Qian Peng stood in the distance, his fists clenched, his voice was condensed, and he asked.

"As long as you release Wu'er's corpse, you... As much money as you want, I'm willing to give it! Qian Peng's face was solemn and complicated, and he followed... A sentence added.

This is the hope of compromise.

Now that his son is dead, even the corpse will be humiliated? This... It's the shame of his Qian family.

Qian Peng must now return the body.

It's because of face, fame and blood affection.

This is his only choice.

"Money?" The corners of Chen Junlin's mouth raised a mocking sneer.

"I want, a trillion. Can you afford it? He said slowly in a cold voice.

Swish~!

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

One, a trillion?!

What the!

It's simply !

This is almost a rich amount of terror money!

Trillion?!

Where to go, go to a whole trillion?!

Although Qian Peng opened a bank, the Qianjiang Bank, even if it is a monstrous wealth, is only... It's just a few hundred billion assets.

And this Chen Junlin, the opening is a trillion?!

Selling the entire Qianjiang Bank and bankrupting the family ten times is not enough!

Qian Peng's face became extremely embarrassed.

"You...... You ......" His lips trembled, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak!

Su Qianqiao's face was pale, and she stood aside in a complicated manner, and she was also shocked at this time.

Her worst fear, at this moment... Little by little, it becomes a reality.

She thought that with the power of the Qian family, she should... can deter this Chen Junlin.

But she was wrong.

This Chen Junlin is like a demon king born out of thin air, and everywhere he goes, thousands of people tremble.

Even this Qian family can't do anything about him!

On the bank of the Qianjiang River, the river wind is howling.

Chen Junlin's eyes were indifferent, and he directly grabbed it with his right hand.

Will Qian Xuyang's corpse from the barrel of the combat vehicle ... Brought it up.

He just carried the corpse, step by step, to the bank of the river.

The waves roared, and the river waves rolled.

Lapping against the embankment on the shore, splashing white waves.

"Sifan was kicked down the river by you from here." Chen Junlin's voice was calm, his eyes staring at the corpse indifferently, and muttering to himself.

"A month ago, how did you deal with Sifan, and now, how can I return it to you."

"So you, go down...... Let's accompany Sifan. ”

Then, Chen Junlin waved his hand...!

Qian Xuyang's corpse, directly... It was thrown into the air along the river bank.

"Don't ......!!" In the rear, Qian Peng's face was hideous and angry, and he rushed up anxiously and angrily to stop it!

But, everything... It's too late!

Qian Xuyang's body, over the riverbank... A parabola is formed... Then, along the arc, diagonally towards the tumbling surface of the Yellow River... Fall!