On the day of the blind date, the heir of a wealthy family pulled me to get the certificate.

Yes, no matter how powerful Old Du is, he is still a human being, an old man at that. He is a few years older than her, almost eighty years old, and still working for her. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot defeat the younger generation like Zhan Yin.

He is not a god.

Just like Brother Fei, isn’t Brother Fei awesome?

He was almost killed by the assassins she sent out that year. Even if he didn't die, he was seriously injured. Brother Fei said that he has been suffering from pain and illness for decades.

If the person who saved him hadn’t been a miracle doctor, I think Brother Fei wouldn’t have been alive until now.

Feng Yue still refused to believe that she had reached her dead end.

She called Lao Du again.

The call went through, but Lao Du didn't answer it.

The phone rang for a long time, but Lao Du didn't answer it.

After stopping, she called again, and the same thing happened.

Feng Yue's heart felt like it had fallen from a great height into an abyss.

The coldness and despair started from the soles of her feet, spread to her limbs, and chilled her heart to the bone.

It's over. It's really over.

She failed to kill any of them, couldn't pick them off herself, and even killed her assistant.

Looking at her daughter who was kneeling on the ground and begging her to give up resistance, and then looking at her three sons who were guarding Zheng Hua and waiting for the ambulance to arrive, Feng Yue smiled, and tears appeared in her eyes.

The one who really cares about her best is her daughter.

She felt sorry for her elder sister and her younger sister, and she was ashamed of them.

As a mother, she felt ashamed to face her daughter.

"Ah Qing, get up!"

Feng Yue yelled.

Tell your daughter to get up and stop kowtowing. If she hurts her forehead, she will feel sad as a mother.

"Mom was wrong, but there is no way for Mom to turn back. The mistakes she made can no longer be made up for."

Feng Yue said to her daughter, "Ah Qing, just live your life well in the future. Don't worry about what others ask you to do. You must remember what your mother told you."

"Fang Yao, I hope you can remember what I told you and what you promised me. Ah Qing, I entrust her to you. Please treat her well."

Feng Yue knew that there was no turning back, but she was unwilling to face everything and did not want to go to jail. She would rather die than go to jail.

I don't want to face being accused and insulted by everyone.

During the decades she has been the head of the family, she has excluded dissidents, deprived many members of the family of their benefits, and concentrated power in the hands of the head of the family.

Offended too many people.

The people in the tribe were respectful to her on the surface, but secretly wished she would die.

She is not afraid of offending people.

She could even kill the sister who raised her, so why would she be afraid of offending others?

However, she did so many things to offend people, and as a result, today most of the power is in the hands of the head of the family, but in the end it benefited the eldest sister's descendants.

She is unwilling to do so.

What can I do if I am unwilling?

All of this was originally snatched by her.

If you steal something that does not belong to you, you will lose it one day.

Feng Yue pointed the gun at the people below.

There were only five bullets in her pistol, and she had already fired three of them, leaving two left.

Seeing that Feng Yue's pistol was pointed at the people below again, the police shouted at everyone to retreat again and again. Fortunately, the yard of the Feng family mansion was large enough that if they retreated to the edge, they would be several hundred meters away from the main house.

Feng Yue's gun is an old-fashioned one with a short range.

As long as we step back far enough, she can't shoot us.

In addition, it was night, and even though the lights in the yard were very bright, they were still not as bright as during the day. Feng Yue was a seventy-year-old man and her eyesight was not as good as that of young people.

Even if she stood at the highest point and shot at the people below, she might not hit them.

Feng Yue also knew the weakness of the gun in his hand, and his own weakness was poor eyesight.

The distance was too far, so she couldn't make out their facial features clearly.

With only two bullets left, who can she hit?

The only thing she could do was hit herself.

She looked at the tribesman she took hostage and recognized her. She was a young woman with good abilities. If she kept her like this, she would threaten her daughter, so she decided to kill her.

Oh, that’s not right. Under the current circumstances, Aqing may not be able to get promoted.

Keep them, keep these powerful tribesmen, and make things difficult for Hai Ling.

Hailing had only work experience before. Later, she got married and had children. She was out of touch with society for a few years. After her divorce, she started over again and started a small breakfast business.

Later, I opened a restaurant, but the business was still very simple.

It was only after she came to Jiangcheng and established a new company that she truly entered the business world. Her business experience was far less than Feng Qing's.

When Feng Qing first joined the Feng Group, many people did not obey her and tried to trip her up in both overt and covert ways.

If Hai Ling were to take the throne, haha, it would be difficult for her to win over everyone and secure her position as the head of the family.

Thinking of this, Feng Yue pushed the hostage away.

The hostage had been knocked unconscious by her, and after being pushed like this, he fell to the ground. When he hit the ground, he felt the pain and woke up.

When she woke up and saw Feng Yue holding a gun, she was so scared that she quickly backed away.

Feng Yue aimed the gun at her.

"Master, don't shoot, don't shoot, I don't want to die, Master!"

The woman turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Feng Yue, and begged Feng Yue to forgive her.

How innocent she is.

He didn’t react quickly enough and ended up in the hands of the patriarch, becoming a hostage.

"roll!"

Feng Yue just wanted to scare her.

He decided to keep these capable people to cause trouble for Hai Ling.

She would not shoot at the hostages again.

The hostage was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that Feng Yue would really let her go.

In her impression, the head of the family was a very cunning old woman, very difficult to deal with, ruthless, and cruel.

Did he really let her go?

"You don't want to leave, right? Then go to hell with me."

As he spoke, Feng Yue pretended to shoot, which frightened the woman so much that she got up and ran downstairs for her life.

Feng Yue laughed, "Coward!"

When the people in the yard saw Feng Yue had her back to them, the police, Feng Qing and others took the opportunity to rush into the house.

On the stairs, I encountered the hostages stumbling down.

"Where's my mother?"

Feng Qing grabbed the woman and asked anxiously.

The woman said in a trembling voice: "The master is still on the roof."

Feng Qing let her go and quickly ran to the roof.

The policemen all ran to the rooftop with Feng Qing, holding guns.

Fang Yao, Zhan Yin, Cheng Lingling and other people who were good at martial arts followed him into the house and went upstairs.

The older ones who didn't know martial arts followed Feng Yue into the house and upstairs, but they didn't dare to run out like them, for fear that Feng Yue would shoot them.

The ambulance arrived and had already taken away Zheng Hua, who had been shot and fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Zheng Yifan and his two brothers all went to the hospital and took this opportunity to escape from the scene.

They were really scared.

They regretted not listening to their father and returning to the Zheng family's old house earlier. If they had listened to their father, they would not have to face such a situation.

As soon as Feng Qing rushed to the roof, she saw her mother pointing a gun at her head.