Chapter 1788 He Passed Away

The alarm outside the window continued to sound, resounding throughout the sky.

After Bai Qian finished speaking, his chest trembled and stopped, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

Le Guanshan's health was too poor. After coughing several times, he felt that he had no strength.

He handed the letter in his hand and accidentally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Stop, take a good look, this is the truth you want."

The truth was right in front of him. Bai Qian had been pursuing the truth for so many years, but he suddenly didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Le Guanshan trembled and grabbed his hand and put the letter in his palm.

"Don't make the same mistake again. Xie Feng and Yan Cheng were the two children you watched grow up before. Yueyue liked them the most. What are you going to do now? You want Xie Feng to die, and Yan Cheng's wife to die with her. She is still pregnant. You have done a lot of evil."

"So what?"

Bai Qian's reply was light and he still didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did.

Le Guanshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, his face pale.

"You will know after you see it. Now I am going to take Xie Feng and Sheng Mian away. If you want to stop me, then let me die in this room too, just in time to meet Yueyue."

Le Yue committed suicide in this small western-style building. Now Le Guanshan is tired and wants to find her.

Bai Qian's pupils shrank fiercely, and he tightly grasped the letter in his hand.

He still did not open it, but watched Le Guanshan slowly walk towards where Xie Feng was.

Fu Lin on the side wanted to take action, but was stopped by Bai Qian.

Fu Lin pursed his lips, wishing to kill Le Guanshan directly with a gun.

Le Guanshan was not afraid at all, but grabbed Sarah's hand that was still injecting the drug.

Sarah didn't know what was going on now, and looked at Bai Qian.

Bai Qian's face was very heavy, and he didn't seem to know how to react.

Finally, he slowly raised his hand.

"Xiao Lin, send the old man down."

Fu Lin nodded, and immediately walked behind Le Guanshan and forcibly grabbed him!

Le Guanshan was already dying, and he couldn't struggle at all.

He spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.

Fu Lin didn't care about his health and walked downstairs quickly.

Le Guanshan spat out another mouthful of blood at the door of the living room and fell straight down.

Fu Lin was stunned, then raised his hand and probed the tip of his nose.

Le Guanshan was no longer breathing.

He frowned and said to Bai Qian at the stairs: "Teacher, he is dead."

Le Guanshan came to Bai Qian with one breath, but now that his breath was gone, he couldn't hold on for long.

Bai Qian lowered his head, looked at the bloodstains that spread all the way, and slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Lin was still waiting for his order, but Bai Qian just stood there and did nothing.

"Teacher?"

Bai Qian suddenly sneered, with a curved corner of his mouth.

"Take his body outside and say that he was forced to death by me."

Fu Lin didn't understand why he did this, why he deliberately provoked the anger of the group of people outside.

Now the surroundings are still filled with overwhelming sirens, and no one knows what is going on inside the small western-style building.

After a while, the door of the western-style building was opened, and Fu Lin helped Le Guanshan out.

He came to the big iron gate, put Le Guanshan down, his face full of arrogance.

"Such a nosy person deserves to die!"

The person standing at the front of the police car saw the blood on the corner of Le Guanshan's mouth, and rushed over in fear.

The big iron gate was closed at this time.

Someone went to test Le Guanshan's breath, and he was indeed dead.

"Bai Qian! Are you still human? This is Le Yue's father!"

"Bai Qian, you are really crazy!"

"No hope, completely no hope!"

Everyone was still cursing, and they were very angry.

But Bai Qian stood in the house, looking at the thin paper in his hand.

This is the truth of Le Yue's death, but what is the truth?

He slowly opened the paper and saw the beautiful handwriting inside.