Hu Baiwan was of course disappointed. Although he put most of his expectations on his eldest son, it did not mean that he had completely given up on his younger son.

He did not ask Hu Yingming to be a hero who caused endless waves and stood at the top of the times, at least he should judge the situation and have a clear mind.

In this situation, Meng Zhao is obviously using their desire to survive, consuming little by little, and exploding all their value.

The roster is gone, can you still want to use your own money to mourn yourself?

Seeing Hu Baiwan looking at him like this, Hu Yingming was in a mess, and his whole body was pushed by a huge resentment and fear, and shouted,

"Dad, think about it, if you hadn't messed with the Meng family, how could we have ended up today?

I am still so young, I don’t want to die, you can do it. Please help me beg Mr. Meng and let him spare my life."

Hu Baiwan didn't say anything, but just looked at Hu Yingming indifferently, with a hint of relief in his sadness. This should not be just his own thoughts, but many people's thoughts.

Yes, if he hadn't been obsessed with the wits, believed in Meng Qinghuai's words, and thought of supporting a piece in his hand into the head of the second house of the Meng family, how could so many changes have happened?

There will be no demon bats, no secret of holding the key to Thu Xiu's treasure, and no suppression by the Meng family...

But even so, he had no regrets.

Because everything is just a success or a defeat, the enemy is just a simple word.

He lost, so he had the situation today. If he won, he would make a profit in the future, which would be a thousand times the effort.

As businessmen, different people have different styles. Some are cautious, while others are bold and aggressive. However, they are willing to use high risks to exchange for high returns, but this time they are just a fall.

Of course, he would not say these to his stupid son, because there was no need, and Hu Yingming couldn't listen to these words at all.

Seeing Hu Baiwan being indifferent, Hu Yingming looked at Meng Zhao in disappointment. When he thought of something, his knees softened and he fell to the ground directly in the direction of Meng Zhao, kowtowed several times, and said,

"Mr. Meng, Lord Meng, I beg you to spare my life, I don't want to die,

Our Hu family still has silver. As long as you let me go, all the silver will belong to you.

If you are worried about my revenge in the future, you can destroy my martial arts and let me be a dog for you. As long as you give me a way out, you can do whatever you want..."

Hu Yingming's sudden encounter made Meng Zhao and others stunned. There were many shameless people seeing each other, but this was the first time I saw him who was so crazy and stupid just to survive.

Meng Zhao finally fully saw the essence of Hu Yingming. He was fierce and weak on the inside. When he was in power, he could be more vicious than anyone else, but once he lost power, he would be weaker than anyone else and had no bottom line.

This is a complete coward, an essentially weak man, if he had not been able to take advantage of his own, he would not even have the qualification to stand in front of Meng Zhao.

Meng Zhao did not answer, but just looked at Hu Baiwan quietly. What would he choose if his son did this?

The next moment, Meng Zhao's expression changed, not only him, but also Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong looked at Hu Baiwan in horror.

He first walked to Hu Yingming's side heavily, looked at his son carefully, pulled him up from the ground, and helped him to pat off the dust on his knees with great affection.

Hu Yingming was tricked by him like a marionette, dizzy and his mind was blank.

Just when everyone thought he would appease his son, the rich man in the city, Jizhou, made an unexpected choice.

His smile remained unchanged, and the kindness in his eyes remained undiminished, but he raised a thousand pounds and slapped Hu Yingming's forehead with one palm.

Even though Hu Baiwan is not a martial arts master, he has countless silver in his hand and can use resources to accumulate a successful internal cultivation.

In addition, Hu Yingming was dissipated by Meng Zhao's medicine, and with the increase and decrease, there was no accident in this palm and he sent Hu Yingming back to the west. As for the cruel and bloody scene, it was not convenient to say more.

Meng Zhao believed that Hu Baiwan had done a lot of things like murder. In this world where martial arts manifests itself, the accumulation of primitive capital must be accompanied by blood.

But this time, he killed his own son. He killed his son with his father, which was extremely contrary to human ethics. What was he thinking?

In fact, things like father and son, brothers and other tragedies have not been uncommon since ancient times, especially in royal families, powerful and wealthy families.

If the Meng family, if Meng Jizu had not been majestic and powerful, and had a prosperous Spring and Autumn Period, he could suppress the two brothers Meng Xi and Meng Wen, I was afraid that they would both of them would have to make their brains come true.

But Hu Baiwan and Hu Yingming are different. The father and son are in desperate situations, without any involvement in interests, and are not worth taking action at all.

A white handkerchief was pulled out of his arms and wiped the blood on his palms. Hu Baiwan seemed to be talking to himself and explaining to Meng Zhao,

"Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Since it is me who gave you life and let you come to this world, I will finally send you away from this world with my own hands.

Good kid, I hope to be reborn in the next life, go to an ordinary, ordinary family, be an ordinary person, and have a safe life..."

Meng Zhao, Yang Jiu and Lu Zhong could not understand Hu Baiwan's brains, but they already knew that Hu Baiwan, who killed his son with his own hands, probably no longer needed them to do it.

Sure enough, just after muttering to himself, his whole body was shaken, his body made a crisp sound like a firecracker, and a series of air arrows shattered his clothes and began to gush out of red blood.

My eyes slowly closed, and soon there was no sound, but I didn't fall to the ground.

Yang Jiu moved his body and rushed to Hu Baiwan. Seeing him standing in place with his eyes closed, he reached out to explore his nose, touched his pulse between his neck, turned around and shook his head,

"Fourth Young Master, he has already cut off his meridians and died of internal breathing riots."

Meng Zhao nodded and sighed quite a bit,

"Hu Baiwan is also a temporary choice. He has great ability and has built a great foundation, which is a pity."

This is a pity, actually refers to the other party’s identity in the Hell Road. Otherwise, if it were another family force of the same size, his wealth would be innocent and without this fatal flaw, even if the Meng family is powerful, he would have to worry about it.

After all, this world still divides rules, and taking action against the people of the hell path is within the scope permitted by the rules.

"Brother Zhong, please stay and negotiate with the boss of Gudian Garden to discuss the compensation, and then follow Hu Baiwan's last words to bury the three of them. As for Hu Yingming, you can do it."

Normally, the corpses of these three people are also very useful, because the identity of the murderer in the Hell Road can be used to seek merit and reward from the Tianzheng Hall.
Chapter completed!