"Dad, let's not drink anymore, let's go home?" Song Jialing said, holding Song Huben's hand.

"Don't worry, drink the wine and go back." Song Huben shook his head, then walked to the table, sat down, and said to Xia Jiang, "Pop the wine. I have been pouring you wine for so many years. I have finally come back to life. You can pour me a glass of wine, right?"

"Of course." Xia Jiang nodded, held the wine jar, poured a bowl of rice wine for Song Huben, and then poured a bowl for himself.

"Let's go. I haven't drunk this for a long time. We were the two of us, drinking and eating braised food. When we first left the world, we didn't have much money. We raised fifty dollars each to buy two boxes of beer, a few chicken claws, and a little peanut, and we could drink it for half a night. I really miss the relationship between you and me at that time!" Xia Jiang sighed.

"Now I can't afford two boxes of beer for fifty yuan." Song Huben said.

"Yes, everything is changing. At that time, we could leave our backs to each other without any scruples, but now, alas!" Xia Jiang sighed.

"Do you dare to leave your back to me now?" Song Huben asked.

"Do you dare?" Xia Jiang asked.

"Drink." Song Huben picked up the wine bowl in front of him, touched Xia Jiang for a while, and then drank the rice wine in the cup.

"I just said it, you dare not." Xia Jiang smiled and shook his head, and took a sip of wine.

"I have never dared to live with my brother." Song Huben shook his head and said, "I used to treat you as a brother back then, so I can carry a knife for you and live and die with you. I am a man, and since I treated you as a brother back then, you have always been my brother. No matter what you have done, I am my brother. Not to mention giving you my back, even if you want my life, I will never say a word."

"Don't say so magnificently. If I want you to die, you will really give me?" Xia Jiang said disdainfully.

Song Huben stood up, looked at Xia Jiang, then slowly turned around, with his back to Xia Jiang, patted his chest, and said, "I, Song Huben, dare to say this at any time. Facing you, Xia Jiang, I can give you my back without reservation, and I can also give you my life, I only need my daughter to..."

puff!!

The sound of a knife entering the flesh suddenly rang in this empty living room.

A sharp knife penetrated Song Huben's left back and then came out from his left chest.

Song Huben's body was stiff in place.

"No!!!" Song Jialing widened her eyes and rushed towards Song Huben in horror.

"Don't go over. Don't look." Guan He grabbed Song Jialing, then covered Song Jialing's eyes with another hand.

Song Huben's back was facing Xia Jiang, and his body trembled slightly.

"Since you left your back to me, I have to do something that deserves you. Hu Ben, you and I are brothers, but you betray me. According to the company's rules, you must die, so don't blame me. If you want to blame, you blame you for betraying me!" Xia Jiang said gritting his teeth with the handle of the sharp knife in his hand.

"I did...betray you before, but I... finally chose to confess to you..." Song Huben looked down at the tip of the knife on his chest, and the power on his body began to disappear rapidly.

"You and I know that if a person like us betrays once, he will not have trust again." Xia Jiang said with a ferocious face, "I don't believe that you will not betray me a second time after you betray me once, so you must die, you must die!!"

Song Huben reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you... really think... I'll die... worthless?"

"What?" Xia Jiang looked at Song Huben in surprise.

"My death... is just the beginning. Xia Jiang, be ready to welcome everything that will come... My old brother, I'll wait for you below, Jia Ling, live well." After Song Huben said these words, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and then his feet softened, and he fell to the ground, without any hope of life.

"Dad! Dad!!" Song Jialing shouted wildly, struggling, but was tightly grasped by Guan He.

Xia Jiang stood behind Song Huben and looked at Song Huben in the pool of blood.

What Song Huben said aroused Xia Jiang's great vigilance. Xia Jiang knew Song Huben very well, and Song Huben would never be groundless and said something meaningless!

"Xia Jiang, I want to kill you, I want to kill you!!" Song Jialing screamed wildly and roared, like a wild beast.

Xia Jiang glanced at Song Jialing and said to Guan He, "Kill her."

"You promised me and Hu Ben, and you won't hurt her." Guan He said.

"This is a disaster." Xia Jiang said, "With this woman's nature, as long as she is given a few more years, she will definitely become a disaster. She will kill her now to prevent future troubles."

"Old Xia, I can't hurt her." Guan He shook his head and said.

"Then I'll do it." Xia Jiang squatted down, pulled out the sharp knife from Song Huben's back, and said as he walked towards Guan He, "Get out of the way."

"Old Xia, you can't do this." Guan He blocked Song Jialing behind him and said to Xia Jiang, "Are you crazy? Trouble with a little girl? She is calling you uncle who has been calling you for more than ten years!"

"Go away!" Xia Jiang pointed the tip of the knife at Guan He. At this time, he began to feel very uneasy because of Song Huben's previous words. This uneasiness made him impatiently want to kill everyone related to Song Huben. The Song Jialing in front of him was just the beginning, and there were Song Huben's wife and those loyal subordinates of Song Huben, who would remove them together!

"If you want to kill her, you can kill me first!" Guan He said resolutely.

"Guan He, don't force me, don't forget who saved you and who made your sister live the good life now!" Xia Jiangyin stared at Guan He with a serious face and said.

"I have done everything I can. Lao Xia, don't force me anymore." Guan He shook his head in pain.

"It seems that you are going to do the right thing with me, too." Xia Jiang walked towards Guan He coldly, walked to Guan He, raised the knife in his hand, and said, "Since you are going to do the right thing with me, then you should die too."

After the words came, the knife in Xia Jiang stabbed Guan He's chest.

There was no hesitation in this knife, and some were just indifferent, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Xia Jiang's face was not filled with pity or hesitation. Some were just determination, coldness, and murderous intent.

puff!!

The knife pierced into the flesh.
Chapter completed!