Beijing, funeral home!

In the morgue!

A slender and handsome man stood like a javelin, staring at the body of his younger brother in front of him.

This corpse is Qiao Liang.

And this slender man is Sun Qiaoyang, the Qiao family.

Qiao Yang has outstanding abilities and a arrogant personality. He has never seen anyone since he was a child, and he has not been very close to his brothers and sisters.

Only the best relationship with the seventh brother Qiao Liang!

There are two reasons why Qiao Yang has the best relationship with his seventh brother.

The first reason is that when Qiao Yang was a child, he accidentally broke his grandfather’s beloved antique Yuan blue and white vase. His grandfather was furious and asked who did it?

Qiao Yang did not dare to admit it at that time. Qiao Liang knew it was broken by his elder brother Qiao Yang, but Qiao Liang took the initiative to stand up and said that he had broken it himself.

In the end, Qiao Liang was beaten by his grandfather and couldn't get out of bed!

The second reason is that on an outing, Qiao Yang was bitten by a poisonous snake, and Qiao Liang was there.

Qiao Liang, who was only in his teenage years old, walked several miles of mountain roads crying and finally saved Qiao Yang's life.

From then on, Qiao Yang was particularly close to Qiao Liang, his younger brother.

At this time, Qiao Yang looked at the cold corpse of his seventh brother with complicated eyes. Muye and his men stood behind him with fear.

Qiao Yang took back his sad gaze for a while, turned around and looked at Muye and others, and said slowly: "I don't know how to describe my current mood. I'm probably very angry and can barely get a little bit of it."

"Makino, I have a question."

"Did you tell Chen Ning that Qiao Liang is my younger brother and a member of the Qiao family in our capital?"

Muye lowered his head and whispered: "Young Master, I said it, but the young marshal still did not let Seven Young Master go, and killed Seven Young Master and He Jinrong in front of me."

Chen Ning didn't take the Qiao family seriously!

A hint of anger flashed in Qiao Yang's eyes, accompanied by a strong murderous intent.

At this moment, footsteps came from the corridor outside the morgue, and there was also a vague sound of talking.

It turned out that two makeup artists in charge of putting on the dead were here!

Two makeup artists, one man and one woman, only heard the woman complaining: "Which is the unlucky person who died? The one who even called us to put on makeup at night. We don't need to rest for the deceased people?"

The man smiled and said, "It is said that it was a short-lived ghost from the Qiao family. He was beaten to death and was in a hurry to have a funeral tomorrow."

The woman was obviously dissatisfied with being called back to work overtime at night and snorted coldly: "Why don't their family die a few more? Then we don't have to rest."

Two makeup artists walked in from outside and suddenly realized that there was someone in the morgue!

They became embarrassed in an instant, looked at Qiao Yang and others with a little nervousness, and stammered: "You..."

Qiao Yang smiled and said, "I am the brother of this short-lived ghost, my name is Qiao Yang."

The two makeup artists became even more embarrassed when they heard this. The man's face turned red and hesitated: "Mr. Qiao, we just spoke nonsense, please don't take it to heart."

The woman also said in a hurry: "Yes, we are not intentional, please forgive us."

Qiao Yang nodded: "It's okay, just pay attention to it in the next life."

When the two makeup artists heard Qiao Yang say it was okay, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly heard Qiao Yang's second half of the sentence, they immediately realized something was wrong.

Their faces changed drastically, and their eyes showed horror.

At this moment, Qiao Yang cut a thin sharp dagger out of his right sleeve, and he raised his hand and slashed it twice.

The sharp blade instantly cut open the throats of the two makeup artists.

The two makeup artists had their eyes protruding, their hands tightly covering their throats, and the red blood was still flowing wildly between their fingers...

The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, and soon they lost their breath.

Qiao Yang said with a expressionless opponent: "Look for two new makeup artists."

"Yes, the eldest son!"

Qiao Yang said again: "If I remember correctly, Chen Ning is on vacation in Jiangnan now, right?"

"Yes, the eldest son!"

Qiao Yang narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I have always wanted to meet him, but I have never had a chance. This time I have a rare opportunity. I want to compete with him to let him know who is the real pride of heaven."
Chapter completed!