Quick Wear: The little ancestor is here to explore the world again

As he said this, he rushed towards Qingli, wanting to strangle her to death with his own hands without caring about anything.

The moment Qingli rushed over, she did a roundhouse kick and kicked him away neatly.

Yuan Feng felt a huge force hitting his abdomen, and his internal organs were almost bursting.

His body hit the wall due to inertia and fell down heavily.

The body is arched like a shrimp.

Things in the room were knocked over.

This sudden change gave Mr. Sheng a big shock.

He jumped out of the bed in one step.

His legs and feet were so nimble that he seemed as if he was going to participate in a 100-meter sprint.

He looked at Qingli nervously, "Child, are you hurt?"

"Would you like to have a check-up?" he said as he was about to ring the bell.

Qingli stopped him immediately.

Looking at the old man standing barefoot on the ground, you can also feel his worry and concern.

Carefully, he helped the man onto the therapy bed and said gently, "I'm fine."

"You don't have to worry."

The old man looked at Qingli carefully again and found nothing wrong, so he felt relieved.

He looked at Yuan Feng, who was rolling on the ground in pain, with sharp eyes.

My mind, which had been confused for so many years, gradually became clearer.

I was so devastated by the death of my son and daughter-in-law that I almost couldn't recover.

It was Yuan Feng who was busy taking care of himself.

He also told himself that the conclusion reached by the police was a vendetta.

Deliberately guide yourself to believe that they died for the same reason as the boss.

Later, he even persuaded me to temporarily hand over the company to him.

Later, he took advantage of his serious illness and took over the company.

My health has been up and down over the years, and my mind has become more and more confused.

If he hadn't been holding on with a breath of fresh air, worried about his granddaughter who hadn't been found yet.

Maybe he has already gone downstairs to look for his sons.

If his granddaughter had not come back today to reveal his true identity, he might have succeeded.

It’s really heartbreaking!

Mr. Sheng glanced at the lawyer who was like a stone sculpture in the corner and showed a little apology.

"Lawyer Yao, thank you for your trouble. This agreement will be voided."

Lawyer Yao, who had been petrified, turned his stiff neck.

"Okay... okay, it's okay. You're welcome."

He has not yet recovered from being suddenly found in such an explosive mix of hatred and revenge.

I can only say that Mr. Yuan has once again refreshed his definition of human nature.

This is really a real-life version of the story of Mr. Dongpo and the wolf.

Mr. Sheng is so unlucky!

Knowing that they had things to resolve, I wisely withdrew.

Before leaving, he also dragged away the caregiver who could fit two eggs in his mouth.

Until the door was closed again, Mr. Sheng's face darkened again.

I called my former confidant.

The person on the other end of the phone burst into tears, "I hope you wake up, I hope you wake up."

"You can rest assured."

"Leave everything to me."

At that time, Yuan Feng took advantage of the time when the old man was seriously ill and sent away many elderly people.

Those are all Mr. Sheng’s confidants.

No one expected that he would suddenly attack, and the old man could not be contacted at all.

In addition, the house was surrounded by bodyguards arranged by him, so they couldn't see the old man.

He could only be blocked outside by Yuan Feng.

It can be said that everything Mr. Sheng saw was what he wanted him to see.

The old man was guided by people arranged by Yuan Feng to recall the past all day long, and was also affected by the drugs.

I didn't even notice that everyone around me had changed.

When Mr. Sheng heard his old friend's sorrowful voice, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

Also in deep sorrow.

There was ice in the old voice, "Don't give him a chance to breathe, and don't... let him die."

A sinister and fierce voice came from the other side, "Don't worry, I will send him to the North Village, and the people there will take good care of him."

"I will give notice to them and will not let him die."

"If you go there, you will definitely live a life worse than death."

"Even if he wanted to die... he couldn't."

"They will squeeze every last bit of value out of him, tearing him apart and sucking his marrow out."

"The devil -- he must be punished by the devil."

The old man responded.

Yuan Feng was quickly taken away by Mr. Sheng’s confidant who arrived.

Before leaving, Yuan Feng looked at Qingli with resentment.

"Did Blood Shadow switch sides?"

"Why would he let you go?"

Yuan Feng couldn't figure this out no matter how hard he tried.

Qingli smiled at him, "About that...just ask him and you'll know."

After saying that, he waved at him.

The signal was received over there, and he was dragged away forcefully.

Yuan Feng's eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, and he stared at Qingli until he disappeared.

This question will accompany him throughout his life.

Whenever he thought of this, an indescribable regret and unwillingness would surge up from the depths of his soul.

Experience once again the feeling of a dream that was once within reach turning into nothing in an instant.

The feeling of falling from the clouds to the abyss is so painful that it seems as if even the soul has been torn into pieces.

It was like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart.

In fact, after Xueying made the phone call as Qingli requested that day, Qingli checked out and left the hotel.

Following the guidance of his heart, the blood shadow came again to the place where Sheng Zeyu and his wife died.

This place has changed a lot.

The blood shadow once again recreated the way the two died.

But this time it’s not an illusion, but a real feeling.

A passerby saw his crazy behavior and was so scared that he immediately called the police.

Blood Shadow repeated all the actions that had killed the two people back then to himself.

Finally lying on the cold ground.

Feeling the blood draining away, my body gradually gets colder.

My heart surprisingly calmed down.

He has killed countless people in his life.

But no one had any deep hatred against him.

He does this just for the money.

If there is an afterlife, he hopes he can be a flying bird.

Free and easy every day.

Life is so hard.

Next life...

He doesn't want to do it anymore.

*

Only the grandfather and grandson were left in the room.

When Mr. Sheng saw his granddaughter who had been lost and found again, his eyes were filled with tears.

Qingli patted the old man on the back.

Answered his questions one by one.

He described every detail of his experiences over the years.

She didn't react much, since those were the original owner's experiences anyway.

This made Mr. Sheng feel very distressed.

His granddaughter, who was born to enjoy a happy life, suffered so much because of someone else.

He gently grasped his granddaughter's hand and whispered, "Child, go home with Grandpa."

Qingli smiled at the old man and said, "Don't worry, I will go back."

“It’s just that I still have things to do.”

"My game isn't over yet."

Through the conversation just now, the old man also knew Qingli's current identity.

A small-time celebrity who is not even on the 18th line.

The old man felt sorry for his granddaughter, so he advised her: "Let's not go to the show."

"If you like it, grandpa will invest in one specifically for you."

"You can do whatever you want then."

"We'll invite whoever we want."

"We have money."

That look, very domineering.

The old man has a lot of assets, so he naturally has the ability to say this.

Qingli touched his nose and just wanted to say: I am the same now! ╭(⊙e⊙)╮

Director: Who can control her?