The next day.

Jeep speeds on the highway leading to Gyeonggi.

Previously, the military headquarters issued a transfer order and asked Jiang Beichen to return to Beijing to report his work within half a month.

Now that the date is half over, Jiang Beichen has to be put on the agenda.

In addition, he must personally inquire about Jiang Lai's marriage.

If his sister was coerced by the Zhang family, he would never agree as his brother!

"When is Jiang Lai's engagement date?"

As he approached the Acropolis and looked at the towering metropolis ahead, Jiang Beichen asked Zhao Qun.

Zhao Qun quickly replied: "I heard it is the 20th of next month!"

"Okay, I'll send a message to you as soon as possible. I'll go to Zhang's house in person!" Jiang Beichen said lightly again.

"Okay military gate, then... in what name are you?" Zhao Qun asked respectfully.

Jiang Beichen thought for a while and said, "In the name of Zhang Qiuhua's eldest son!"

Zhao Qun's expression was slightly suffocated.

The military sect is clearly the commander of the most rank. If you use this identity to go to the Zhang family, you will easily be accepted and may even receive great courtesy.

If you only use the identity of Zhang Qiuhua's son, you will be looked down upon.

After all, in the Zhang family's view, the existence of the military gate is just a shame.

I'm afraid this trip to Zhang's house won't go too smoothly...

...

Half an hour later, the Acropolis Cemetery.

Jiang Beichen stood in front of an inconspicuous grave for a long time.

It was raining in the sky.

Zhao Qun held a big black umbrella for him, but his shoulders were wet in the wind and rain.

A little cold!

But he knew that the military gate was feeling ten thousand times colder than his at this moment!

Today is the Mission's death day.

"mom……"

After a while, Jiang Beichen finally called out.

The voice trembled and the tiger's eyes were red.

On the tombstone, there is a photo of a woman, who looks in her early forties, smiling like a flower, gentle and kind.

A warm woman.

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Beichen has fantasized about his mother countless times.

I finally saw it now.

However, that face was always embedded on the tombstone.

"Mom, after twenty years of separation, you, my mother and son are reunited. Although you cannot speak now, your son will get back all the grievances you have suffered!

"I will let those who harm you, kneel in front of you, let them kneel down and confess their guilt, and let them bury you with you!"

Jiang Beichen knelt on the ground and smashed his fist three times.

How can the child feel when he wants to raise his parents but his parents are gone?

On the way to Gyeonggi, Zhao Qun further found out the inside story of his mother's drug case.

This is clearly a frame-up!

At that time, my mother's Sichen Group rose strongly and had interests in conflict with the four major tyrants. So the four major tyrants united to buy Zhou Yunyun, and then designed this drug case with the cooperation of overseas drug lords.

My mother was killed!

The most blame is that my mother easily believed in her best friend Zhou Yunyun!

My mother helped Zhou Yunyun to perjure her because she believed in Zhou Yunyun's character and did not want her best friend to be imprisoned. However, she was caught by the fire, but the customs identified her as the mastermind!

My mother didn't want to implicate her best friend, and she didn't want to implicate the Zhang family. In despair, she jumped down from the Linyuan Building, which was more than 20 floors...

A generation of business talented women finally ended up with stigma!

"Four Great Heroes!"

"And Zhou Yunyun!"

"You actually framed my mother like this. I will definitely pay your blood debts and blood!" Jiang Beichen's tiger body trembled, slowly raised his head, his eyes were red.

The father's grudge can be relieved, after all, Ma Wenyuan, who killed his father with his own hands, has been killed.

But the mother’s revenge is urgent. The mother’s death was too unjust and too frustrating!

If you don’t take this revenge, you will be a son of man in vain!

call!

After worshiping, Jiang Beichen breathed slowly.

The rain gradually stopped, and the white air exhaled by Jiang Beichen gradually fogged in the air.

Zhao Qun carefully placed a bouquet of carnations and flowers next to the tombstone, and bowed three times.

And at this moment, three figures suddenly came from afar.

A young man in gorgeous clothes and wearing centipede braids walked over from a distance with the two.

As soon as he came close, he kicked out the bouquet that Zhao Qun had just paid tribute.

"You!" Zhao Qun looked at the tiger's eyes and was furious.

Jiang Beichen slowly waved his hand to stop him, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" The young centipede-headed man smiled boldly.

"This area is all the cemetery of our Zhang family. Is it a place where you can come? Get out of here!" The young man from the centipede head spoke disdainfully.

It can be seen that he is in a bad mood and is a bit suspicious of deliberately finding fault.

"I'm here to pay tribute to my relatives. Is there any problem?" Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows.

"Family?"

"Who? Zhang Qiuhua?" The young man with centipede head pointed at the tombstone and couldn't help but look funny.

"Brother, you have climbed to the cemetery to cling to the relatives of the Zhang family? Yes!" The young man looked mocking.

"But you are afraid you have caught the wrong person!"

"This Zhang Qiuhua is a sinner of the Zhang family. He is not qualified to enter the Zhang family's ancestral hall after he dies. You are actually catching up with a sinner. You are really laughing to death!" The young man with a centipede head smiled and leaned back and forth.

Today is Zhang Qiuhua's death day. It is logical that the Zhang family's juniors should come to the grave to pay tribute. However, Zhang Qiuhua's aunt was ashamed of Zhang Qiuhua and disdained to come to worship. Instead, he sent the centipede-headed young man to come.

The young man with centipede head is Liu Tong, who is the grandson of a housekeeper of the Zhang family. He is close to the Zhang family's juniors. To put it bluntly, it is a bad guy. This kind of bad guy is naturally left to the poor guy to do.

Liu Tong was naturally unhappy when he received this unlucky errand, so when he saw someone paying homage to Zhang Qiuhua, he was naturally unhappy and kicked Zhao Qun's flower away.

"You mean sinner?"

Hearing this word, Jiang Beichen's face slowly sank.

Unexpectedly, the people from the Zhang family defined their mother like this?

"Just a drug dealer, what if he is not a sinner!" Liu Tong looked disdainful.

"This woman was born without marriage before she died, and gave birth to children with a wild man. She was a bitch who was not clear and innocent!"

"I didn't expect to go to sell drugs in the end. It was the biggest shame in the history of the Zhang family!" Liu Tong looked disgusted and spitted at the tombstone.

"Bold!" Zhao Qun's eyes were about to break and he hurriedly wanted to take action.

But he was held back by Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen's body trembled slightly, his face was a little stiff, "Today is my mother's death day. I don't want to kill someone in front of the grave. I'll apologize. I'll let you go!"

"Your mother?"

"Ah? Are you the little beast who is wandering outside?"

Liu Tong's grandfather is the butler of the next hall and is also a core member of the Zhang family. He obviously has heard of Jiang Beichen.

It was shocked now!

"Rareless! How dare you disrespect the military! Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Zhao Qunhu looked at him and rushed straight away with murderous aura. If Jiang Beichen hadn't stopped him, the kid would have already fallen to the ground!

Liu Tong had never seen such a murderous aura. He was so scared that he rolled out, and the centipede braids were scattered and pulled up by his two subordinates in a mess.

"Fuck little bastard! My grandfather is the butler of the Zhang family. You dare to challenge me?" Liu Tong was instantly angry and embarrassed.
To be continued...