"If you are here, I will guarantee that the Murong family will not lose it for a hundred years. If you are here, I will slaughter the whole family!"

Murong Qingqing pursed her delicate red lips, and covered her heart with her delicate and delicate hands. It hurts so much here because there is a row of words imprinted on her heart. The signature is Wang Yue!

After Wang Yue left Murong Qingqing's residence, he was about to take a taxi back to Qingchun University. As a result, Wang Yue waited for a dark car before he could wait for the taxi.

The dark car stopped in front of Wang Yue. Wang Yue did not hesitate at all, opened the car door and sat in.

The car is very wide, but there is no one else except the driver.

The driver was a middle-aged man wearing a black suit. He didn't look back at Wang Yue or communicate with Wang Yue. He started the car and started to exercise. He soon ran steadily on the wide road.

Wang Yue put his arms behind his head, leaning against the comfortable and soft leather seat, closing his eyes slightly, and resting slightly, allowing the driver to take him to an unknown destination.

After about ten minutes, the dark car stopped steadily, and the driver who had not spoken for a moment finally said, "Here, go straight under the willow tree."

Wang Yue did not respond to the driver and got out of the car directly. He had the habit of respecting people, but he did not have the habit of respecting wood. He took a look at the large yard in front of him, and then walked in.

There are several two-story buildings in the courtyard, but few people are seen. After walking for a while, Wang Yue saw a row of willow trees by the river and the old fishermen under the willow trees from afar.

Wang Yue put his hands in his pockets and walked under the willow tree. After a while, he stopped and stood behind the old man.

The old man didn't hear Wang Yue coming, and he half-squinted his eyes, as if he was about to move.

Wang Yue was very patient and stood behind the old man without a sound, looking at the pond, without a rod in his hand, but was fishing in his heart.

The old man opened his eyelids, revealing some cloudy eyes, and said, "What would you do if I die now?"

"The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid. I have never done it, so there is no need to be afraid. Even if I am wronged, it will only be temporarily and there will be a day when the truth will be revealed."

Wang Yue paused and continued, "In other words, doing it is done and it will never be erased. Even if the fog is used to cover everyone's eyes, there will eventually be a breeze that blows away the fog, which will make everyone's hearts clear."

"Is this why you've killed everything?"

The old man looked at Wang Yue with a side face. His old appearance was the old man of the Jiang family, Jiang Xuanye and Jiang Zhishui's grandfather, Jiang Bairen.

Wang Yue expected that the people from the Jiang family would definitely come to him early in the morning, and he also wanted to meet the people from the Jiang family, so he got into the car without hesitation.

The reason why Wang Yue did not ask the driver who was looking for him was because he knew the person who was looking for him. The person who was looking for him must be the Jiang family, the old man from the Jiang family who created a business legend when he was young and is now in twilight.

Faced with Jiang Bairen's questioning, Wang Yue shook his head and said, "You are wrong. It's not that I'm going to kill all the people, it's that he wants to kill all the people."

"He has lost so thoroughly, why do you have to stab him again? Isn't it good to leave a way out?"

The old man looked at Wang Yue sideways, and a trace of light that made people dare not look at each other was reflected from his turbid eyes. The sharpness was as sharp as a sharp blade, and the cold light shone, making people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Wang Yue took a step back by the eyes, but soon fixed his body and tightened his body and advanced two steps, one step further than the position he stood before he retreated.

"Leave a way to live?" Wang Yue paused, and a sneer came out of the corner of his mouth, and said coldly. "You asked me to leave a way to live. How could he leave a way to live for me? How could he leave a way to live for Yang Ke?"

"The evils of God can be forgiven, but the evils of his own cannot be survived. Those who hurt me will be punished ten times more, and those who hurt my hands and feet will be punished hundred times more!"

"Old sir, it's all raised by your father and mother. Could it be that your grandson's life is life, my Wang Yue's life is not life, and Yang Ke's life is not life!?"

Wang Yue said the words that should have been questioned were loud and clear. He was afraid of the Jiang family and Jiang Bai's tolerance, but he would never take a step back on this issue.

"You go, let's forget what happened before. From now on, if you provoke the Jiang family, I won't forgive you!"

At the end of the conversation, a few hot temperatures suddenly rose in Jiang Bairen's tone, which made people dare not refute, for fear that they would be baked into nothingness by the hot temperature as soon as they refute.

Wang Yue didn't move his step, and his voice was strong and powerful, and said, "Old sir, you were wrong again. It's not that I, Wang Yue, can cause trouble, but that your Jiang family is provoking you first. I only know that if someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend others. If someone offends me, I will punish him!"

A gentle and gentle voice came, and he said softly: "Wang Yue, treat the old man with a gentle voice."

Wang Yue pursed his lips and did not look back. The protagonist finally appeared.

Jiang Xuanye walked over, stood on Wang Yue's side, and shouted respectfully at Jiang Bairen: "Grandpa."

Jiang Bairen closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Everyone goes!"

Wang Yue and Jiang Xuanye turned around and walked out with great understanding. After a while, they disappeared without a trace.

The fishing rod was shaking, and it was obvious that the fish was hooked. Jiang Bairen, who was closing his eyes, had no intention of opening his eyes at all, and let the fishing rod sway.

As time went by, the fishing rod shook more and more violently, and even Jiang Bairen's palm trembled violently. After a while, the violently shaking fishing rod slowly stopped. It was obvious that the fish had lost its strength.

Jiang Bairen then opened his eyelids, closed his rod and line, and there was a very invisible small fish hanging on the hook. It was hard to believe that the violent shaking just now was made by this small fish that had no strength at first glance.

Jiang Bairen stretched out his dry palm and was about to take the fish off the hook. Just as his finger was about to touch the fish's mouth, the dying fish suddenly struggled, got rid of the hook, and fell to the ground.

When Jiang Bairen touched the fish lying on the ground, the fish flapping and rolling, and finally fell to the pond. The fish's tail swung and dived into the water, disappearing.

A pale touch surged onto Jiang Bairen's dry cheeks, making him look even older. It was the first time that a fish escaped from him after many years.

The conversation was divided into two parts, Wang Yue and Jiang Xuanye had already reached the gate of the courtyard.

Jiang Xuanye narrowed his eyes and said gently: "Wang Yue, last time I invited you to dinner, you had a competition with my younger brother and couldn't make any effort. Is there any time for you to invite you to dinner this time?"

Wang Yue refused again and said, "Sorry, I will be busier next."

"Be busier next?" Jiang Xuanye asked curiously at first, then asked Wang Yue with a smile on his face and said, "Why, I want to deal with me?"
Chapter completed!