Many times, they often feel powerless and feel what a pathetic and ridiculous existence they are living in.

"That's why we hate ourselves, but we can't break free of who we are. However, Qi Jin's matter was not done by his grandfather, but by his second uncle. ”

He smiled helplessly, "You know now that our Bo family doesn't have a good thing." ”

If there is no way out, who wants to slander themselves like this.

Mu Nuannuan finally understood that all Bo Beijin's cynicism was caused by this heavy family.

The entire Bo family has become a deformed world, and it is cruel to attack their relatives.

She didn't know how much sorrow was hidden in the hearts of the two brothers.

In the Bo family, what a torture it is for them.

This is also the reason why Qi Jin hurriedly did it to the second uncle this time. You have also seen how many of these people are buried together, and next time, maybe it will be you and me. ”

So that night, the injuries on her face and body were caused by this incident?

"He and the second uncle picked out everything, and a week ago, he did it."

On that rainy day, he tricked his second uncle into going to Zhishan.

In front of their mother, they did it. In this duel, Bo Qijin had already planned for a long time, either you die or I live.

The second uncle's skills are good, and the people of their Bo family basically came out of the special forces force.

What's more, the second uncle has been mixing on the road over the years, and he is still vigorous.

They all tried their best to calculate the resentment that had accumulated in their hearts over the years.

The second uncle took the dagger he carried with him and waved it at him without mercy.

It's just that in the end, Bo Qijin couldn't do it.

He looked at the second uncle lying in the rain and gasping, that figure, like his father.

Soft-heartedness is definitely not a good thing for him.

He was already covered in scars, but he couldn't deliver a fatal blow to the other party at the end.

Bo Qijin saw through it and saw clearly, he was no longer his opponent, and in the end, the second uncle was carried back by his men.

Perhaps the wicked have their own evil retribution, so he died of a heart attack. So the reports on the news are not fake.

Maybe this is a certain number in the dark, he used to do these things, and he never let Xu Yujing know.

He didn't want that filthy blood to defile his mother's grave.

He had better let go of his second uncle and the horse, and he didn't want to be in front of his mother, but now he wanted her to know that the faces of the people of the Bo family were so hateful, including himself.

He knelt in front of her grave covered in scars, letting the rain wash away the blood on his body, but no matter how much he washed it, he couldn't wash it away.

From beginning to end, he had the blood of the Bo family in his body, and he had no choice.

Over the years, the pain in his heart, when he stood in front of this tomb, he never vented.

On that day, he took off all his masks and faced his deceased mother.

Xu Hao held an umbrella and watched him go crazy hysterically in front of the tomb, he didn't dare to step forward to stop him.

For a long time, Bo Qijin has lived too depressed, and Xu Hao knows everything he has experienced over the years.

It was precisely because he knew that he was even more determined to follow Bo Qijin.

The rain was pouring down, the vision in front of him was blurred, and the heavens and the earth fell into a vast situation.

After a while, his figure fell in the rain.