Seven years later.

"Boss, here's this month's report." Zhou Tezhu, who followed his boss across the ocean to settle in a foreign land, handed the document to Huo Chizhou.

Even if it is a criminal industry, there must be an accountant to manage the accounts.

No, the financial statements are done.

"Well, hard work." Huo Chizhou, who was looking at the distance in a daze in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took the document when he heard this, lowered his eyes and looked at it, and the string of numbers did not cause any fluctuations in his heart.

In the past few years, he has led his brothers to launder the industry step by step.

He finally got rid of the wandering life of being poorly clothed and hungry, but at the same time he was materially abundant and his spirit was becoming more and more lacking.

He lost his purpose of living.

Parents are dead, lovers are married, and the walking dead are alone.

Alas.

Back then, Feng Jinchen made a dead hand, and Huo Chizhou couldn't stand up anymore, and was still in a wheelchair: "Old Zhou, take me out for a walk." ”

"Okay, boss."

Zhou Tezhu conscientiously did a good job of pushing the wheelchair, and ordered more than a dozen or twenty well-equipped bodyguards to secretly protect him, and called two personal bodyguards to sit in the low-key Maybach together.

There is no way, I don't know how many people outside want to hack Huo Chizhou to death.

The vehicle drove aimlessly down the street, and before I knew it, I came to a more secluded spot, and suddenly there were women's cries for help, messy footsteps, and even gunshots.

Huo Chizhou was not surprised.

Armed ownership is legal here, coupled with fierce internal contradictions, two parties competing against each other, people of different races discriminating against each other, and the gap between the rich and the poor is widening, and violent incidents are not uncommon.

Huo Chizhou didn't mean to meddle.

Just as he was about to ask his subordinates to turn around and leave, Zhou Tezhu exclaimed, "Isn't that Miss Song's friend?" ”

Well?

Hearing this, Huo Chizhou fixed his eyes on the woman who had escaped in a hurry in front of him.

He has a good memory, and although the other party is embarrassed, he still recognizes her as Song Qingyue's friend Jiang Xueci.

That certainly can't be ignored.

"Go and save people." Huo Chizhou hurriedly said.

Zhou Tezhu immediately pulled out his gun and got out of the car, and called a dozen or twenty bodyguards to fight with the wave of black-clothed people opposite. It can be regarded as Jiang Xue's resignation, and she actually survived in the chaos, only being shot in the shoulder, and she was not injured.

In the end, the man in black died and wounded.

"Miss Jiang, are you okay?" After dealing with the man in black, Zhou Tezhu walked in front of the woman who was protected by two bodyguards.

"You, are you Zhou Special Assistant?" Jiang Xueci's vision was a little blurred, and when she heard his voice, she regained her clarity for a short time, and then she thought of something, and she was so excited that she almost burst into tears, "What about Huo Chizhou?" Where is he? ”

"Hurry up and save Qingyue!"

Hearing Song Qingyue's name, Zhou Tezhu didn't bother to check Jiang Xueci's injury, so he took her to see Huo Chizhou.

As a confidant, of course he knew that the boss still couldn't forget Miss Song.

Oh, my God! Miss Song won't be being hunted down too, right? Who did they recruit and whom? Could it be that the Feng family went bankrupt and went bankrupt? Not really, right? Isn't the Feng family an old family? Who else but the boss can bring down the Feng family?

"Huo Chizhou!" Seeing the familiar crazy face, Jiang Xue cried with joy, "I finally found you!" ”

In fact, Jiang Xueci didn't know that Huo Chizhou had a crush on Song Qingyue.

She pondered that Huo Chizhou should hate Feng Jinchen.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Jiang Xueci covered the bleeding wound and shouted: "Go back and save Qingyue!" Only you can deal with that brute Feng Jinchen! Feng Jinchen, he's not human! ”

"What happened to Feng Jinchen to her?" Seeing Jiang Xueci's appearance, Huo Chizhou felt an unprecedented panic in his heart and asked eagerly.

Stunned, Jiang Xue said hatefully: "Feng Jinchen killed Qingyue's child, made her almost die, and sent her to a mental hospital to torture for five years!" ”

Boom –

Huo Chizhou is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Jiang Xueci almost fell to the ground weakly, but fortunately, Zhou Tezhu helped her: "A year and a half ago, it was not easy to get Qingyue out of that ghost place, she said that she wanted revenge and did not want to leave with me, and now her whereabouts are unknown, and she does not know her life or death." ”

"How, how?" Huo Chizhou's lips trembled.

He always thought that Feng Jinchen at least cared about Song Qingyue, and they would live a simple and happy life, just like thousands of other ordinary couples.

Why, exactly?

Isn't she pregnant with Feng Jinchen's child? Feng Jinchen killed his own child? And sent his wife to a psychiatric hospital for torture?

Tiger venom does not eat children.

Huo Chizhou couldn't believe the authenticity of Jiang Xueci's words for a while.

"Heh," Jiang Xueci sneered, "It was Feng Jinchen's hands and feet that had an accident in the Song family, he killed Uncle Song and Aunt Hua, and coaxed Qingyue to marry him in order to get the Song Group." ”

"What?" Huo Chizhou's expression gradually became terrifying.

If Feng Jinchen really killed Song's father and Song's mother, and still coveted the Song Group, it may not be impossible to completely solve Song Qingyue's troubles, and dying in dystocia will not arouse suspicion, but she survived.

The guy who lost his conscience for the sake of profit! Even kill your own flesh and blood!

Thinking about it this way, his parents couldn't have been killed by Feng Jinchen.

"Feng Jinchen already had a girlfriend who had lived together for several years before he married Qingyue." Jiang Xueci said indignantly.

"He brazenly said that it was because of Qingyue that he couldn't be with his beloved woman, which Qingyue owed Ye Zhenzhen!"

Huo Chizhou remembered the name of "Ye Zhenzhen".

He didn't even investigate Feng Jinchen's lover!

Jiang Xue was filled with indignation, and the blood flowed faster: "Feng Jinchen said that Ye Zhenzhen is worthy of giving birth to his child!" Qingyue is not worthy! ”

"That beast killed his own child!"

After shouting the last sentence, Jiang Xueci, who was tired of running for her life and suffering a lot of hard work, almost couldn't hold on.

"Uncle Feng and Aunt Yun died too suddenly," Jiang Xueci, who was worried that Huo Chizhou had too many concerns, and her face was pale, quickly pulled her hatred, "It is likely that Feng Jinchen did something to them." ”

"Feng Jinchen robbed your life and killed your parents."

"I can't help but take revenge!"

"Feng Jinchen!" Huo Chizhou's fists clenched so loudly that he almost squeezed his name out between his teeth.

There is salvation! Jiang Xueci breathed a sigh of relief, and before she completely lost consciousness, she still didn't forget to whisper: "Save Qingyue, save ...... Qingyue. ”

"Old, boss?" Zhou Tezhu, who was stunned, hugged the unconscious Jiang Xueci, whether it was everything in front of him or the information received in his mind, it was explosive, and his brain was about to shut down.

So why did they go abroad back then?

The hostess suffered!

Huo Chizhou, who came back to his senses, was shocked to find that Jiang Xueci's wound was still bleeding, and ordered: "Help Miss Jiang stop the bleeding first, send people to the hospital for rescue, and arrange a few people to take care of them." ”

"Within half a day, find out what has happened to Song Qingyue in the past few years, and where she is now."

Huo Chizhou didn't even dare to think about the possibility that Song Qingyue was dead.

No, it won't.

She must still be alive.