Chapter 2513 Dangerous Aura

When he woke up in the morning, Mrs. Lian saw Lien Zhantian sitting beside the bed at some point.

"Awaken? Come on, I'll help you up."

Lian Zhantian raised a warm smile on his face, reached out to help the woman who was a little weak, and then took a thin dress and put it on Mrs. Lian and said: "The wind is a bit strong today. You have to wear one more piece of clothing to avoid getting infected with the cold. Come and dress!"

Mrs. Lian looked at the man with a tactile corner, feeling complicated and letting her mercy. She had heard what he said yesterday, but she pretended to be ignorant and fell asleep. She believed that Lien Zhantian could find out something, so she felt inexplicably guilty in the face of his tenderness and consideration.

At this moment, he should blame himself.

Under the service of Lien Zhantian, Mrs. Lian finished wearing her clothes and even her shoes were done by the former. When she saw the toothpaste squeezed in the bathroom, she could no longer help: "Old Lian, do you want to say something? If you want to scold, just scold it quickly, play with these,"

"You and I feel bad."

Lian Zhantian was unsurprising: "Why do I scold you?"

Mrs. Lian was slightly stunned. She didn't know if the man really didn't find anything, or was waiting for her to take the initiative to explain things, and then brushed her teeth restlessly. She occasionally glanced at the man's smile from the mirror. For some reason, the friendly expression of the past became very strange at this moment.

She had guessed at this moment that her husband might have found out the truth, otherwise her actions would not have been so abnormal. She complained a little about Collinton, why did she hire a useless killer to attack Lian Budou, and she never failed to miss every move. As a result, not only did she not kill Lian Budou, but she made herself die.

Because the identity of the killer was found out, the Heavenly Dao Alliance could be easily pulled out.

"Be careful, the floor slip."

Lian Zhantian is still considerate: "Don't fall."

Mrs. Lian was upset and threw her toothbrush away: "Zhantian, what are you playing?" Then she turned around quickly without waiting for him to speak: "I tell you the truth, it was me who hired a killer from the United States to deal with Lian Bubai, because I have nightmares these days, dreaming of my child crying."

Lian Zhantian was stunned: "What are you shouting?"

He stretched out his hand and showed his delicate face, and Mrs. Lian was very capable but with a hint of pain: "As soon as I closed my eyes, I was the child, even the blood that I could not avoid; the dead child, no, won, and shouted every day to avenge me, the mother, for him."

The name of the child who won the victory in a row was the dead.

A trace of pain flashed across Lian Zhantian's face. Obviously, he also remembered the child who died. Mrs. Lian stared at her husband at this time and said with a sad look: "I can't help but feel sad, so I asked someone to shoot Lian Bubai. I know you are very angry and I know that it's very troublesome to the Lian family."

"But I don't regret it."

Speaking of this, she patted her chest and shouted word by word: "If you think I was wrong, and think that the Lian family almost lost their only seeds and destroyed the clan. If you want to vent your hatred, punish and explain it to your son, you can kill me and not let her pinch her left hand and a sharp knife in her hand:

"Come on, kill me."

Lian Zhantian was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the woman had weapons. Mrs. Lian obviously saw that he was surprised and smiled faintly and added: "I am a special weapon, specially used for self-defense, because I was worried that your son would go crazy one day, so I went home and killed me."

Mrs. Lian's eyes were unprecedentedly firm, and her voice was cold and cold: "Although he is not good at martial arts, he is just a literati, but he is still a man, and he is much more powerful than me. I can't beat him, but I just have to struggle for a while, and I will add a few scars to him before he dies to rest."

"What are you talking nonsense!"

Lien Zhantian couldn't stop scolding, and then snatched the woman's knife: "I know the pain in your heart, the pain in your body, and I know that you have suffered a lot of torture with me over the years, so even though I know that you have sent someone to shoot, I still didn't blame you."

"Because the back of hands and palms are all flesh."

He looked at his wife with bright eyes, his voice calm and powerful: "But I hope you will be even. He caused you to have an abortion and you almost killed him. Can you stop making trouble? Do you have to stop me, the old bone, only to stop seeing a corpse on the street?"

"I have lost a son and don't want to lose the last son."

Lian Zhantian stared at the woman who didn't say a word, and added with a sincere expression: "All family is harmonious! Let's have peace, I will make a will. After I die, 70% of the property of the Lian family will be given to you, mother and daughter, and 30% will be given to Lian Bubai; once any party has something to do, all the property will be donated."

When Mrs. Lian was slightly stunned, Lian Zhantian turned around and walked out of the room:

"You think about it carefully, I will settle the shooting."

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At 7:30 in the morning, Brother Cheng led seven or eight handsome men to drink soy milk and eat soup buns in the restaurant. They studied torture and torture prisoners all year round. They often prefer to walk in the sun or contact the common people in the city to take the opportunity to dissipate the rays of yin energy and blood on their bodies.

"Eat quickly, go back to work after you finish eating."

Brother Cheng smashed two raw eggs into a soy milk cup, stirred for a few times and started drinking. After the cup bottomed, he spoke with satisfaction: "Five minutes, go back to Qianlong Garden in five minutes. Today, he will hurry up and get involved in Lama and Dachi, and they will get it."

"Strive to give the confession to the young marshal at noon."

The Shuai Jun brother next to him nodded with a chuckle. While each of them stuffed buns into his mouth, he muttered happily: "Na Dachi showed signs of loosening his mouth last night. Unfortunately, I took too much action and made him faint. But Brother Cheng didn't worry, he would definitely do his job slowly today."

Brother Cheng ignored him and just took another cup of hot soy milk. But this time he just held two raw eggs and saw a pair of men and women pushing the door in. He didn't even look at the ordering list on the wall, but looked around the restaurant and fell on Brother Cheng. His murderous intention flashed away.

Kill, hand!

The Shuai Jun brothers who often buried their heads in their breakfast were stunned when they heard this, and then smashed the table and chairs at the young men and women. They have been following Brother Cheng for more than a year, and have been fighting wits and courage with the stubborn elements for many years. Their reactions and thoughts are better than ordinary gang members, so they are not stunned at all.

They didn't rush up and fight desperately.

Because they knew in their hearts that if these two people came to trouble Brother Cheng, it means that they were superb or prepared. They went to block the attack and went to die, so they subconsciously followed Brother Cheng and waited for reinforcements to kill the killer.

The cup and plate are in a mess! It’s a mess!

When the brightly dressed man and woman saw Brother Cheng smashing eggs, their faces could not stop changing. Obviously, they didn't expect Brother Cheng to easily recognize their identities. They pulled out the dagger with a conditioned reflex. However, before they could chase Brother Cheng, a bunch of bowls and chopsticks hit him again, and the tables and chairs blocked the aisle.

When the two jumped away from the obstacle, Brother Cheng and the others had already run away without a trace.

The young woman frowned slightly and took out her phone and spoke lightly:

"Run!"

At this time, Brother Cheng, who had already rushed out of a street, was familiar with the road and was about to climb out of the other end and wait for his subordinates. While on the way, he picked up the phone and reported the situation to Chu Tian. When he learned that the nearby hall would provide support, Brother Cheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief:

"Grandma! Who are you? Why are you killing me?"

While muttering to himself, Brother Cheng, who was puzzled, suddenly smelled a dangerous aura. Just as he was about to be alert, he heard a "boom", the abandoned wall on the left suddenly collapsed, and countless bricks pressed Brother Cheng to the ground. Then a figure flashed out, holding a sharp short knife and grinned:

"Brother Cheng? Go and die!"

The attacker kicked away some used bricks. When he saw Brother Cheng half, he stopped moving. Then he leaned over and stabbed the knife at his waist and pounced! The knife pierced the clothes and penetrated Brother Cheng's vital points, but he could no longer move forward. The tip of the knife was blocked by unknown objects.

Just when the attacker was slightly surprised, the half-dead Brother Cheng raised his right hand.

Lime and blood hit the attacking man in the face.

ps: I have been on business trips these two days, and the update is a bit unstable, but I will try my best to update it three times.


Chapter completed!