Chapter 1098: Bloody Shanghai enters the Demonic Palace 45

"Who did you say?"

The middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman asked in one go.

The parents' performance immediately made the man with glasses stunned. The man with glasses said, "Dad, mom, what's wrong with you? Why, why is it so strange?"

"Hao'er, who is it? Who did you just say?" The middle-aged man grabbed the man's arm with a nervous look on his face and said.

"What, who?"

"You just said a name, and you just said a name, who is it?"

"He said that his name is Xiang, Xiang Yufeng!"

"Xiang Xiangyu Peak" The middle-aged man collapsed on the sofa in a daze. He gasped and said nothing, while the middle-aged woman on the side pulled the man's hand with concern and said, "You, why are you, why are you provoking him?"

"Mom, what's wrong with you and dad? Do you know this person?"

"Tell me, what's going on? I can't say a word to me when the process is done." The middle-aged man clenched his fists and looked at the man in glasses like a fire. The man in glasses swallowed, and then he said the man in glasses intermittently.

After listening to the man in glasses telling the story of the complete incident, the couple was obviously relieved, and then the middle-aged man shook his head with a pity and said, "A great opportunity, a great opportunity."

"dad."

"Dad, you are not your father, and you can't give birth to such a blind beast. The huge opportunity is placed in front of you, you don't know how to seize it."

"Dad, what do you yell at the child? What can Haoer know? Besides, if we were there that night, would we know that the series of events that happened in Shanghai during this period would be related to him? Since he has not pursued this matter, isn't there nothing left? As for the opportunity you mentioned, it is hard to come by. Since Haoer encountered it and did not catch it, it only means that it does not belong to us."

The middle-aged man sighed, and he glanced at the man in glasses: "You, why are you? Oh, forget it, I don't want to say anything. You will book a plane ticket tomorrow. Get out. Don't worry about your mother and I here."

The man in glasses looked at his father's back as he left with his hand, stood blankly in place, and after a while, a word popped out from his mouth.

"Mom, he, who is he? Why, why are you all like this?"

The middle-aged woman sighed and shook her head and said, "Hao'er, don't ask again. This time, just listen to your father's words and leave Shanghai. I can do whatever I want outside. If I don't have enough money, my mother can say that she will call you."

"Mom, who is he? I am your own son. What can't be said about this? Why are you and Dad reluctant to reveal it to your son?"

The middle-aged woman looked at her son holding her tightly, looking like she wanted to speak, but in the end, she sighed, took away the man's hand of the glasses, and walked upstairs.

The performance of his parents made the man with glasses even more angry. His family is different from those of the new Shanghai people. They are native Shanghai people. When Shanghai was still a Shanghai town, his ancestors were here. From the birth of a glasses to growing up and growing up, it was a smooth journey, without any setbacks. Even if he was jealous for a woman, he beat the other party to death, at most he would lose money. Who dares to say that the man with glasses did not dare to say that the Shanghai area was based on their surname, but he had never suffered a loss at his doorstep, let alone being beaten like this and pretending to be nothing happened. He couldn't stand it, and he couldn't stand it.

Although he had more or less tasted the red-haired, white-faced face from the policeman he called third brother and his parents, it was obviously not a simple person, but if he could ride on their heads and snore on them, the man in glasses would definitely not believe it. The sense of superiority over the years could not have disappeared in such a short time.

"I don't believe in evil anymore. I want to see how many eyes you have!" The man in glasses clenched his fists, his eyes full of cold light.

Ziyuan, Liu family.

Liu Wan'er sat beside Xiang Yufeng, and was obediently adding dishes to Xiang Yufeng like a little wife, while looking at the handsome face full of vivid expressions, especially when his grandfather was amused by him and laughed happily from time to time, Liu Wan'er's eyes seemed to melt.

"What's wrong, sister, is the illegitimate disease recurring?" Liu Zhiming felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his sister's appearance. Although this brother is not as good as the special feelings for his daughter as a father, he is the brother. Seeing his own sister's sweet appearance to another man without any jealousy, he was still a little uncomfortable.

"Go to you, is this what brother should say?" Liu Wan'er, who was talking to Xiang Yufeng with a sweet look on her face, couldn't help but kick the other person hard on the bottom of the table when she heard her brother's words.

Liu Zhiming grinned and sucked the air conditioner. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that Liu Wan'er's kick was quite a bit light.

"Oh, little ancestor, do you want to kill someone?" Liu Zhiming rubbed his legs and said speechlessly.

"I deserve it!" Liu Wan'er glanced at Liu Zhiming.

"Okay, yes, yes, I, the brother-in-law, love your sister. If you are bullied in the future, don't come to me to help you avenge you." Liu Zhiming snorted, turned his head and stopped seeing Liu Wan'er.

Liu Wan'er curled her lips, but when she saw her brother's appearance as a child, she couldn't help laughing secretly. Liu Wan'er leaned over to Liu Zhiming and said with a flattering look: "Are you angry?"

"Hmph!" Liu Zhiming ignored it.

"Are you really angry?" Liu Wan'er covered her mouth and smiled, "Okay, okay, it's my sister who was wrong. Brother should not be as good as her sister. My sister apologized to her brother. Look, look, my sister has bowed!" Liu Wan'er said while bowing to Liu Zhiming with her fingers.

Liu Wan'er's pleasing look immediately made Liu Zhiming's anger disappear, but he still said with a tense face: "Sister, it's not that I am a brother who talks too much. I believe you are more clear about some things than me, but now that's the case, you have to think about it in advance, and your identity must be clear. Otherwise, what's going on?"

Although Liu Zhiming didn't say it clearly, how could Liu Wan'er not hear what his brother said clearly? Liu Wan'er's face was gray. As a woman, it was absolutely impossible to share the man she loved with other women, and she had no grudges in her heart. But when she thought of it, everyone was in front of her. If she wanted to interfere, she would be her own interfering. What's more, there was nothing wrong with this now, at least this was the case. Thinking of this, Liu Wan'er gave Liu Zhiming a peaceful smile, "
Chapter completed!