Chapter 176 Hatred

Lorraine and Liu Wanchuan were sitting in the car that Lu Chuan drove to Hu Yidao's agreed interview location.

At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang was there.

Liu's mansion.

On the sofa in the hall, there was a young man with bloodshot eyes and extremely depressed spirit. His name was Qian Hu.

When he got the news of his father's tragic murder, he fell into this state, obviously, he didn't sleep all night and looked like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. The air around him seemed to be condensing, and anyone who passed by him could smell a strong smell of hatred.

"My nephew, my condolences will change. You have been sitting like this all night. If you don't take a rest, your body will collapse." Liu Zhuangyang was sitting on the single sofa beside him at this time, smoking a cigar with a mouthful of He breathed out smoke without a mouthful, showing a sad expression on his face, and said with relief, "Also, your father's funeral should be held as soon as possible. The longer it takes, the worse it will be. It's very disrespectful to him."

Qian Hu hasn't said a word since last night, and the whole person is like a fool. Of course, this is understandable. His father, who was fine two days ago, was killed by someone like this, and listening to Liu Aphrodisiac said that the murderer who killed his father was Lorraine! The bastard Lorraine who drove their father and son from their hometowns and came to Boyang City! ! !

However, Qian Hu, as Qian Wan's only son, did not speak, and Liu Zhuangyang had no right to decide when Qian Wan's funeral would be held and cremated.

Accompanying Qian Hu all night, Liu Zhuangyang also had a very headache. I never noticed this kid before. He was so stubborn and roundabout. Now, looking at his terrifying appearance, he wanted to kill his father's murderer with thousands of pieces. Liu Zhuangyang He was still wiping sweat from the bottom of his heart, after all, no matter what, he personally cut the life of Qian Qian Qian with a knife. If Qian Hu knew that he did it, he would have no doubts about what kind of crazy revenge the child would do.

However, Liu Zhuangyang thought about it, although Lorraine knew about the murder of Qian Million, but looking at Qian Hu like this, he would definitely not choose to believe Lorraine. Dead without proof. Even if Lorraine released rumors in the outside world, saying that Liu Zhuangyang personally killed Qian Million, Qian Hu would never believe it, he still had this confidence. Therefore, there is no need to worry that Qian Hu will hate him.

Now Qian Hu obviously regards Lorraine as the father-killer who killed thousands of knives. Liu Zhuangyang talks about how deep the city is, and he thinks, it is better to make good use of this. If in the end, Qian Hu ends Lorraine's life , that's naturally the best, since you can save yourself the act of committing a crime and murder yourself, and you can be a smooth human being, why not do it?

Besides, Qian Hu still has to rely on his old uncle Liu Zhuangyang, otherwise, how can a young guy with cumin get revenge?

It's a pity... The wishful thinking in my heart is no matter how loud it is, it is not appropriate for Qian Hu to not give a word... Liu Zhuangyang is waiting to quickly organize the funeral of Qian million, and then use the funeral to obliterate Lorraine. The black wanted order was released in the underground world of Boyang City, and finally gave Lorraine a hard blow, and quickly expanded his power.

After a short pause, Liu Zhuangyang barely suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued to patiently guide: "My nephew... We'd better organize your father's funeral as soon as possible, don't worry, there is an old uncle standing here, Your father will definitely be buried by the scenery, and then the old uncle will tell everyone in the world what a bastard that Lorraine is!! I believe that the strength of the old uncle can definitely avenge you!"

He finally heard Liu Zhuangyang's words to help his father take revenge, Qian Hu's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to have recovered mentally. Obviously, Liu Zhuangyang's words still lifted his mood. During this whole night of sitting still, there was only one thought in his mind: to seek revenge on Lorraine! !

However, Qian Hu knew how weak he was alone. Without Liu Zhuangyang to rely on, he wanted to find Lorraine Baocheng, whose direct background was at least more tyrannical than his own.

He knew that Liu Zhuangyang would never stand by and watch the death of his father. With his underworld power in Boyang City, he had to let Lorraine lose a layer of skin before he died!

"Uncle...my dad, how did he die..." Suddenly, Qian Hu said in his hoarse and somewhat strange voice, his eyes filled with hatred, and he said quietly.

When Liu Zhuangyang heard these words, his heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at Qian Hu's eyes subconsciously, why did this kid ask how his father died? ? ? Could it be that I suspected that I could kill it? ? ? ...No, no, there was no doubt about me in his eyes.

What does he mean by that? ?

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Zhuangyang suddenly realized, it seems that this kid wants to ask his father how to die, right?

"From here..." Liu Zhuangyang immediately raised his hand slowly and gestured on his neck, then gestured horizontally, and said slowly, "One opening, open here." Before he finished speaking, he put down his hand. , patted Qian Hu's shoulder lightly, "My nephew, my condolences. Don't worry, as long as the funeral is successfully held, the old uncle will have the ability to issue a black wanted notice. If we don't call the police, it will be too cheap to arrest him, that bastard. , Uncle wants him to be in Boyang City, to become a rat crossing the street and everyone shouting!! After torturing him to the point of exhaustion... and then erasing him!!"

When Qian Hu heard the words, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and he slashed a knife on his neck. The suffocating feeling of being on the verge of death was so unbearable... Father, the death was so miserable... Last night Before knowing his father's bad news, he was still enjoying killing the enemy with a knife in the game. As a result, this kind of retribution fell on his father Qian million. The world is too dramatic, it seems like God It's punishing the father and son!

However, Qian Hu is very clear about the principle that there is a main debt, he must find Lorraine, and then...

Thinking of this, Qian Hu's eyes quickly flashed a vicious look that he had never shown before, and it was terrifying. I... want to kill Lorraine... by myself!!!!"

Liu Zhuangyang wiped a cold sweat from his heart. The power of hatred is too powerful to make Qian Hu so useless, even a young child who was once more useless than his own son, showing such a lingering look. Fortunately, Qian Hu didn't know that his father was killed by Liu Zhuangyang himself, otherwise, Liu Zhuangyang would be scared to wake up even from a dream.

"Nephew, don't worry, I will give the last thing that ended his life... to you!! Let you avenge your father with your own hands!!" At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang patted Qian Hu on the shoulder and reminded , "So...it's not too late, let's start planning your father's funeral now?"

Hearing this sentence, Qian Hu finally couldn't hold back any longer. Tears poured out from his eyes. The hatred was buried deep in his heart. His emotions completely collapsed. Painful swollen eyes, and then, emotionally collapsed, he no longer had the support of that hatred to the extreme, his fragile physique, which was deeply hit, began to tremble, and the whole figure was like a deflated ball, slowly. He slipped off the sofa and sat on the ground. He opened his mouth wide, and tears fell painfully from his eyes. There was no sound, but it was full of silent sadness. When Liu Zhuangyan looked at him, he couldn't help his nose. acid.

After all, the relationship between father and son is still touching.

No matter whether this father and son are heroes admired by all, or bears cast aside by all!

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In less than an hour, preparations for the funeral were finally completed quickly. At the right time, under the leadership of Liu Zhuangyang, Qian Huan's only son, Qian Hu, was wearing hemp and filial piety. on the passenger seat. The funeral car started, followed by more than 20 all-black sedans to the funeral. In the major streets and highways of Boyang City, paper money was scattered, mourning music was played, and the city was ostentatious. I am afraid that there are people in Boyang City who do not know money. Millions to die.

After coming out of the crematorium, they drove slowly around the corner to the burial cemetery that Liu Zhuangyang bought at a high price. Of course, the reason why the burial place was chosen in that cemetery is because... There can be a lot of people standing there, and he wants to tell some of his fellow Taoists who were invited to participate, that he, Liu Zhuangyang, wants to send out a "black" message to Lorraine. Wanted!" !

The sky was clear and sunny, and it seemed that God had no intention of raining to set off the sad atmosphere, and even the cloudy day was lazy.

Under the sun, with the burial of Qian Million's ashes, the mourning music sounded, Qian Hu was kneeling in front of the grave, crying into tears. When the burial was over, Liu Zhuangyang stood in front of Qian Wanyuan's newly built tomb, facing the eleven or two people on the road, some of whom were more or less inclined towards him. Lorraine releases "Black Wanted" message, in brother's name! ! In the name of morality! ! Chase Lorraine! End to death! !

Speaking of which, Liu Zhuangyang expressed such impassioned enthusiasm, so that when he finished his last sentence, many people in front of him raised their arms and shouted in unison, clearly because Liu Zhuangyang did not hesitate to avenge his brother. Infected by the feat!

However, among the eleven or two people in black funeral formal attire, Lu Lian, the boss of the Jiangnan tribe, had a faint smile in the corner of his eyes. He secretly said in his heart: Hehe, Liu Zhuangyang is indeed Liu Zhuangyang, I am afraid he wanted to take advantage of this. Opportunity to grow your own momentum in Boyang City! ! Ruyi abacus, playing well! ! He was pitiful for the million-dollar orphan, but he was kept in the dark. He didn't know that someone was using his father's death to make some ill-conceived plans!

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In the city of Boyang, one side was mournful and howling, and the other side was chatting.

At the same time, on the top floor of the rooftop of the Cnm International Business Soho Building in the center of Boyang City, the mild monsoon is blowing, a small white round table is placed with a sprig of old French red wine, Lorraine and Hu Yidao are facing each other. Sitting, behind them, stood respectfully with their right-hand man, Liu Wanchuan, and Lu Chuan.

"I just received the news..." Hu Yidao lightly sipped the goblet of red wine in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "Liu Zhuangyang, has officially announced to the underground world of Boyang City, sending you... Black Wanted."