Rebirth of the Ultimate Rich Second Generation

Chapter 176

Lorraine and Liu Wanchuan were sitting in the car driving Luchuan to Hu Yidao's meeting place.

At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang is over there.

Liu's Mansion.

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

After learning the news of his father's tragic murder, he fell into this state. Obviously, he hadn't slept all night and looked like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. The air around him seemed to be about to freeze, and anyone who passed by him could smell a strong smell of hatred.

"My nephew, the sorrows have changed. 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 next to him, smoking a cigar, and having a sip He didn't breathe out smoke, and there was a trace of sadness on his face. He said with relief, "Also, your father's funeral should be held as soon as possible. The longer it is, the worse it will be. This disrespects him."

Qian Hu hasn’t said a word since last night until now. The whole person seems to be stupid. Of course, this is understandable. The father who was fine in the past two days was killed by someone like this, and listened to Liu. Aphrodisiac said that Lorraine was the murderer of his father! The **** Lorraine who caused their father and son to leave their hometown and come to Silkyang City! ! !

However, Qian Hu, as Qian million’s only son, said nothing. Liu Zhuangyang had no right to determine the time of Qian million’s funeral and cremated him.

After spending the whole night with Qian Hu, Liu Zhuangyang also had a very headache. I didn’t find this kid before, so stubborn, so roundabout. Now I look at his terrifying appearance that he can’t wait to kill the murderer of his father. Still wiping sweat fiercely from the bottom of my heart, after all, he personally drew a knife to end the life of millions of dollars. If Qian Hu knew that he did it by himself, he had no doubt about what kind of crazy revenge the child would do.

However, after Liu Zhuangyang thought about it, although Lorraine knew about his own killing of millions of dollars, he would never choose to believe in Lorraine when he looked at Qianhu. After all, nothing was justified, and millions of dollars died. No evidence of death. Even if Lorraine uttered rumors in the outside world that it was Liu Zhuangyang who killed Qian million by himself, Qian Hu would never believe it. He still had this certainty. Therefore, there is no need to worry that Qian Hu will hate him.

Now Qian Hu obviously regarded Lorraine as the father-killer who killed a thousand knives. Liu Zhuangyang City Mansion talked so deeply, he said, it would be better to make good use of this. If in the end, let Qian Hu end Lorraine’s life by himself. , That is naturally better. You can save yourself from committing a crime and committing a murder yourself, but you can also be a good friend. Why not do it?

Besides, Qian Hu now has to rely on his old uncle Liu Zhuangyang, otherwise, the young guy who is all alone, what revenge?

It's a pity...The wishful thinking in my heart is played again, this Qianhu does not give a word, it is not appropriate... Liu Zhuangyang is waiting for the funeral of millions of dollars quickly, and then with the help of the funeral, Lorraine will be wiped The black wanted order was released in the underground world of Siyang City, and finally Lorraine was given a heavy blow, quickly expanding his power.

After a short pause, Liu Zhuangyang still barely suppressed the irritability in his heart, and continued to patiently enlighten: "My nephew... we'd better have your father's funeral as soon as possible. Don't worry, there is an old uncle standing here. Your father will definitely be buried in the beautiful scenery, and then the old uncle will tell everyone in the world what kind of **** Lorraine is!! I believe the old uncle's strength will definitely be able to avenge you!"

After hearing Liu Zhuangyang's words to help his father get revenge, Qian Hu's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to have recovered spiritually. Obviously, Liu Zhuangyang's words still uplifted his mood. During this whole night of sitting, there was only one thought in his mind: revenge for Lorraine! !

However, Qian Hu knew how weak he was alone. Without Liu Zhuangyang to rely on, he wanted to find the direct background of Lorraine, who was at least more tyrannical than his own, and he was simply dreaming.

He knew that Liu Zhuangyang would never stand idly by on his father's death. With his underworld forces in Siyang City, Lorraine had to die before he died!

"Uncle...My dad, how did you die..." Suddenly, Qian Hu **** his hoarse and strange voice, his eyes revealed a look of hatred, faintly said.

Liu Zhuangyang's heart trembled when he heard these words, and he subconsciously looked at Qian Hu's eyes. Why did this kid ask how his father died? Is it possible that I can kill it? ...No, that's not right, there is no doubt in his eyes.

What does he mean by this sentence? ?

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

"From here..." Liu Zhuangyang immediately raised his hand and gestured on his neck, then moved sideways and slowly said, "A mouth, open here." Before the words fell, he put down his hand. , Patted Qian Hu's shoulder lightly, "My nephew, sorry. Don’t worry, as long as the funeral is successfully held, the old man will be able to issue a black wanted order. If we don’t call the police, it will be too cheap to call the police to catch him. , The old uncle wanted him to be a mouse crossing the street in Silkyang City! Everyone shouted and beat him!! Wait until he is tortured to exhaustion... Then kill him!!"

Qian Hu's body began to tremble involuntarily when he heard the words, and he slashed his neck. The suffocating feeling of near death is so hard to bear... Father, the death was so miserable... Last night. Before knowing his father’s bad news, he still used a knife to kill enemies in the game. As a result, this kind of retribution fell on his father’s money million. The world is too dramatic. Is punishing the father and son!

However, Qian Hu is very clear that there is a reason for the wrongdoer and the debtor. He must find Lorraine and then...

Thinking of this, Qian Hu’s eyes flashed with a vicious look that he had never shown before. It was shocking. The scarlet light made Liu Zhuangyang on the side seem to tremble in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: " I... will kill Lorraine... by myself!"

Liu Zhuangyang wiped a trace of cold sweat from his heart, the power of hatred was too strong, it would make Qian Hu such a useless young child, even a young child who was once more useless than his own son, revealing such a lingering look. Fortunately, Qian Hu didn't know that his father was killed by Liu Zhuangyang himself. Otherwise, Liu Zhuangyang would even wake up in a dream.

"Xin Nephew, rest assured, I will give you the last moment that ended his life... Let you avenge your father yourself!!" At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang patted Qian Hu on the shoulder and reminded him. , "Then...it shouldn't be too late, shall we start preparing for your father's funeral now?"

Hearing these words, Qian Hu finally couldn't help it anymore, tears poured out of his eyes, the hatred was deeply buried in his heart, his emotions collapsed completely, and the tears rushing to wash his soreness. Painful swollen eyes, and then, emotionally collapsed, he no longer has the support of the belief that hatred to the extreme. The fragile physique that was deeply hit, began to tremble, the whole person was like a depressed ball, slowly He slipped from the sofa and sat on the ground, his mouth wide open, tears falling from his eyes painfully, without the slightest sound, but full of silent sadness, letting Liu Zhuang look at him, he couldn't help his nose. acid.

After all, the feelings of father and son are still moving.

No matter if this father and son are heroes admired by everyone, or bears spurned by thousands!

In less than an hour, preparations for the funeral were finally completed quickly. At the right time, under the leadership of Liu Zhuangyang, Qian Hu, the only son of millions of dollars, was sitting in the front of the funeral car with his father’s photograph in his hand. In the passenger seat. The funeral car started, followed by more than 20 all-black cars for funerals. On the major streets and highways of Siyang City, they spread paper money, blowing funerals, and swaggering through the city, for fear that people in Siyang City don’t know the money. The death of a million.

After coming out of the crematorium, they drove round and round to the burial cemetery that Liu Zhuangyang bought at a high price. It was in a high valley with a good location and a good environment. Of course, the reason for choosing the cemetery for the burial site is because... there can be a lot of people standing there. He wants to tell some of his colleagues who are invited to participate, that he Liu Zhuangyang wants to issue a "black" to Lorraine. Wanted!" !

The sky is fine, God doesn't seem to want to rain to set off the sad atmosphere, even the cloudy day is lazy.

Under the sun, as Qian Million's ashes were buried, funerals rang, Qian Hu knelt before the grave, crying into tears. At the end of the burial, Liu Zhuangyang stood in front of the newly built tomb of Qian Wanwan, facing the eleven or two people who were more or less famous on the road, Liu Zhuangyang’s side, he announced loudly, to be right. Lorraine issued the news of "Black Wanted" in the name of brothers! ! In the name of morality! Hunt down Lorraine! To the dead!

Speaking of it, Liu Zhuangyang's impassioned expression was still expressed by Liu Zhuangyang, so that when he finished his last sentence, many people in front of him were shouting out loud, clearly because Liu Zhuangyang took revenge for his brother. Infected by his feat!

However, among the eleven or twelve people in all black funeral suits, Lu Lian, the owner of Jiang Nanluo, had a faint smile on the corner of his eyes, and said in his heart: Haha, Liu Zhuangyang is indeed Liu Zhuangyang, I am afraid I want to take advantage of this. Opportunity, grow your own momentum in Siyang City! The wishful thinking is so loud! Poorly the orphan with millions of dollars, but he was kept in the dark, but he didn't know that someone was using his father's death to make some ghostly plans!

In Siyang City, one side is sorrowful and the other side is chattering.

At the same time, on the top of the roof of the cnm international business soho building in the city center of Boyang, a gentle monsoon is blowing in, and a small white round table is placed on a stub of French aged red wine. Sitting behind them, standing respectfully their respective right-hand men, Liu Wanchuan, and Lu Chuan.

"I just received the news..." Hu Yidao lightly squeezed the goblet of red wine in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and slowly said, "Liu Zhuangyang, has officially announced to the underground world of Silk Yang that he is sending you... Black wanted order."