The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

When they heard it was a murder case, the uncles in hats came very quickly. Cheng Xingyu was stunned until they put handcuffs on him.

It shouldn't be like this. Mom should be the one who loves me the most. She wouldn't treat me like this.

But when he felt the coldness on his hands, he knew that there would be no next year.

After he was locked up, he couldn't understand how a person could treat his own son so cruelly.

No matter how much resentment he felt, he could not escape that burst of bullets.

Even after his death, the relevant departments posted everything he had done online.

People were talking about him, some said he was a heartless person, while others defended him.

He said, it's his mother's fault for not wanting him, making him have to endure so much at such a young age. She is also a cruel woman.

Xihe saw the video handed over by Feng Qi, raised his eyebrows at the message below, then moved his fingers, and an invisible spiritual power flew out.

Many people have been unlucky these days, breaking their legs while walking, losing their teeth while eating, and breaking their hands while riding their bikes.

The most obvious example is the group of people who have lost their front teeth. They have to go to the dentist. A set of examinations and treatments costs tens of thousands of dollars, which is a small amount.

They don't know who they have offended, they just know that they are unlucky.

Xihe...you are so mean, this is your punishment.

The Cheng family members were either killed or imprisoned, leaving only Cheng Dahong alone.

The relevant departments looked for his relatives but couldn't find any. They could only contact Xihe and ask her to take care of Cheng Dahong, saying that he was a human life after all.

But they couldn't find this person after searching for a long time, and Xihe had no travel records at all.

In the end, there was no choice but for Cheng Dahong to be sent to a nursing home.

A normal person couldn't stand it there, let alone a vegetative person like him.

He died in there before even lasting three months. He had no relatives, so the nursing home took him directly to the crematorium and discarded his ashes.

This man who died a cowardly death in his previous life died even more miserably in this life.

If he had memories, I wonder if he would refuse to be reborn as a human.

Cheng Xingyu couldn't eat or sleep well in prison. He told the prison guards that what he wanted most was to see his mother.

In order to reassure him, the prison guard wanted to help him contact someone, but the person seemed to have disappeared and could not be found at all.

When Cheng Xingyu was taken to the execution ground, he was still thinking that if there was a next life, he would not want anyone else, as long as he treated himself well.

His father was a bitch and his mother was cruel. He had really had enough of being their son.

His idea is beautiful, but he will never be able to realize it.

Because from the moment he was shot, his soul was torn in two by Xihe. No matter how many times he reincarnates, he will always be a person with an incomplete soul.

As for Li Dingzi, she was not much better. Her specialty was to be a mistress.

After she ran away, she cheated some people out of their money and finally found the ruthless person who brought his men to chop her to death.

Although the culprit was caught, she lost a hand and her face was chopped up and could never be restored.

Having lost her capital, she could only return to her hometown in disgrace.

It’s just that her previous incident caused too much trouble and she is not welcomed in the village.

Li Dingzi knew her son's situation perfectly well. Sometimes she couldn't help but regret why she hadn't taken her son with her. She'd have someone to take care of her in her old age.

Now, her son died before her. Who will bring her a bowl of water when she is old?

None of this had anything to do with Xihe, because she closed the shop and took Fengqi away from this small world.

--Finish--

"Madam, I heard today that a fairy came to your place, is that true?"

"Hey, sir, how do you know so much? You could smell us the moment we came in."

"That's right. You don't know that I have a very sensitive nose." The man lifted the madam's chin with his fan and asked, "Is the information I received true?"

"It's true." The madam stretched out her hand and placed it on the wrist of the man who asked the question, smiling with amorous feelings.

"What about your appearance? Is it really first-rate?"

"How could this be false?" The madam gave a few flattering laughs, then leaned in close to the man and whispered, "Master, don't worry. Not only is she incredibly beautiful, she's also a lady from a wealthy family."

"Really?" Duan's eyes lit up when he heard that, and he wanted to go and see right away to see if it was as the madam said.

"Really. No lies at all."

"Then how did she get here? Was she abducted?" Duan spent money lavishly here and was very familiar with the brothel owner. He came closer and asked.

The madam felt Duan's hand restless, and her laughter trembled even more. Then she whispered, "Maybe she was unlucky. Someone sent her here personally."

"Master, remember not to tell anyone, or I will die."

"Don't worry, I keep my mouth shut." Duan knew something was wrong when he heard that, but it was none of his business. He came out to look for girls, not to sympathize with women and help people solve cases.

This was not the first time that dirty things happened in a wealthy family, so he didn't care at all.

"Can I go now?"

"No." The madam smiled and shook her head.

"Why?" Duan asked, raising an eyebrow. Could it be that this lady from a wealthy family came here to commit suicide again?

"Master, wait a moment. If you can get enough money tonight, maybe you can be the first to get her."

"Oh~ Are you still going to auction her off?"

"Master, this is not something we can decide. This is an order given by the person behind the scenes. Please be understanding." The old madam pointed in the direction of the capital.

Duan immediately realized that there were wider implications here. Forget it, he decided not to ask. If he asked too many questions about some things, it would cost him his life.

He snapped his fan shut and tossed a silver ingot to the madam: "Here, I want to sit in the front row tonight."

"Okay, I will arrange everything for you." The madam hurriedly put the silver into her arms, smiling from ear to ear.

"Let's go." Duan said, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked downstairs.

"Sir, have a safe trip." The madam saw his movements and rushed to the stairs to respectfully see Duan off.

The madam stroked the silver in her arms, and she became more certain that the man was from an important background, and the person he sent was also from an important background.

Forget it, what does it have to do with her?

I am just a brothel owner. If I have to blame anyone, I should blame the person who sent her here. It has nothing to do with me.

The madam looked at each locked room with a greedy look in her eyes.

This is a cash cow, she has to protect it well. If it is gone, not only will they not get the money, but it might even cost them their lives.