After severing ties, the biological parents regretted it

The car stopped behind the Lexus, and Tang Xicheng sat in the car without moving.

The three young men put on their stockings, opened the car door and walked out.

The three of them split into two groups, bypassed the front door and walked along the wall to the backyard.

The backyard not only has a lawn, but also a swimming pool.

Next to it is the flower garden that Qin Bailian takes care of herself.

There are only three steps on the terrace, and after going up is the back door of the kitchen.

A knife appeared in the hands of the three people.

Survival knives bought in special stores.

Both the sharpness and length are more handy.

Like the locals, the back door of the kitchen will only check all the doors and windows before going to bed.

At this time, Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun had just eaten some cake and were having dinner.

Qin Bailian and Fang Hongjun basically didn't talk much while they were having dinner.

When Xiaodao appeared, he was facing Fang Hongjun.

When he looked up and saw Xiaodao, Ah Qi and Shaoji had already entered the room.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only five or six meters.

Qin Bailian had his back to Xiaodao and the others, picking up food for Fang Hongjun.

Fang Hongjun's first reaction was to throw the bowl and chopsticks in his hand towards Xiaodao, and then reached out from his pocket to take out a small pistol.

This is his home.

Enter without permission and kill at will.

Since he knew that Xue San failed, he found a way to get a gun.

No matter how capable he is, once the Fang family and the Zhao family really want to deal with him, he has almost no way to resist.

There is basically no other way except waiting to die.

The reason why he had such an idea was because he arranged the thing that Xue San did.

Because his father Fang Junhong also told him that the people in Beijing already knew about it.

In his dream, no matter whether it was the Fang family or the Zhao family, as long as they were aristocratic families, there was nothing good about them.

On the surface, they were well-known companies, but there were countless secrets behind the scenes.

He only really started to get in touch with these things after taking over the Fang family in Yuncheng.

Of course, he was influenced by Xue San to do such a thing as hiring a killer.

That bastard's family was from the underworld.

His instinctive reaction was that the Zhao family sent someone to kill him.

The wooden cannon was bought on the black market and never left his body.

Even in his own bedroom in the apartment, he would always put it next to his pillow.

This thing is not necessary to use, but to give himself a reassurance.

Xiaodao looked at the flying bowl and just turned his body.

Ah Qi and Shaoji didn't dodge at all.

But when Fang Hongjun took out the wooden cannon, Xiaodao and the other three hid in the corner almost at the same time.

Fang Hongjun didn't even turn on the safety.

He just bought it, and he had no experience of firing, not even once.

Qin Bailian's scream only came out at this time.

Fang Hongjun didn't dare to go over, he didn't know if the other party also had a wooden cannon.

If so, he would definitely die.

"Mom, hurry up, call the police!"

Fang Hongjun shouted loudly, "They are sent by the Zhao family!

They are here to kill me!

Mom, call the police, mom!"

His hands kept shaking.

Although he had the experience in the dream, he was just a child in this real world.

Moreover, even in the dream, he had never killed anyone with his own hands, right?

This was almost the limit he could bear!

The safety was turned on.

He wanted to rush over, but he was afraid.

Less than three seconds had passed, and he finally reacted.

If the other party also had a wooden cannon, he would have fought back at this time.

With his confidence soaring, he immediately abandoned Qin Bailian, stood up and walked towards the corner of the kitchen, holding the wooden can in both hands.

"Are you sent by the Zhao family?

That idiot Zhao Wei!"

His face was a little ferocious, and his voice was much louder.

Qin Bailian had collapsed on the chair and couldn't get up at all.

Her mobile phone was not on the dining table either.

On the other side, Xiaodao and the other three were sweating coldly.

"Damn it, where did he get the wooden can?" Xiaodao cursed in a low voice.

The three were almost retreating to the back door.

Roasted Chicken cursed something, turned into the kitchen, raised his hand, turned on both fire holes and lit the fire, and then slapped the fire with a few consecutive slaps.

At this time, Ah Qi and Xiaodao had completely retreated. The two squatted under the balcony, gestured, and turned to run to the corner behind them.

When Fang Hongjun turned around, there was no one to be seen.

He could not help but get excited.

Damn, Zhao family!

Come to M country to kill me!

Fine, fine!

I'll show you whether I will die here.

He walked quickly towards the back door.

Roasted Chicken listened to his footsteps, shrank his body, and hid behind the open kitchen counter.

In his hand was the kitchen knife holder.

His palms were full of sweat.

It was very exciting.

They were proficient in cold weapons, not wooden warehouses.

Where in the country can there be so many opportunities to get such things?

Of course, it's not that they really can't get them.

It's not that the Chen family doesn't have private jets, the key is that there is no need!

Wooden warehouses are banned in the country, this is something the whole world knows.

So it's normal that there are no wooden warehouses.

But this is M country, the country with the second highest number of wooden warehouses per capita in the world.

Fang Hongjun's face flushed red, and he was obviously stimulated by the idea of ​​killing all the people sent by the Zhao family and making the Zhao family lose face.

He just glanced and saw that there was no one in the kitchen, so he thought that the people who came were scared away by the wooden barn in his hand.

Shaoji listened to the sound of the back door opening, he waited for a few seconds, pulled out a knife, and walked towards the dining table.

He wanted to kill Qin Bailian.

Qin Bailian was already scared.

At least twenty seconds had passed, and she was still limp in the chair, and she didn't have the strength to stand up and take out her phone to call the police.

Shaoji walked behind her quietly, raised his hand to cut her throat, turned around and walked towards the back door lightly.

Qin Bailian, dead.

Fang Hongjun, must die.

If Fang had no weapons, according to Uncle Tang's request, he could only fight once, and this kid might still be alive if he was lucky.

Now, he has decided to kill Fang Hongjun, no matter what the cost.

Even if he was hit by Fang Hongjun, he would kill him with a flying knife.

He walked to the door and was about to listen, but he was startled by the sound of a wooden door outside the door and took a half step back.

Fang Hongjun had a knife stuck in his body.

Xiaodao and Ah Qi were both afraid of bullets, this was instinct.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, had already retreated to the corner.

When Fang Hongjun pushed the door open and walked out, Xiaodao had not made a move yet, but was just running towards the corner quickly.

Fang Hongjun cursed while looking for the figures of the three bastards.

He held the gun with both hands, and he was very imposing.

When Ah Qi stuck his head out, Fang Hongjun was looking in another direction, and he threw the knife in his hand out.

Because of the light from the window, the shadow outside seemed particularly dark.

Fang Hongjun didn't notice the flying knife at all.

The knife was stuck under his left ribs and stabbed deeply.

Fang Hongjun screamed, turned around and opened the wooden door.

He knew he was stabbed, and it was not only painful, but more horrified.

But it was too dark outside, and he couldn't see anything.

He didn't want to die.

He had a dream, in which Fang Ping'an was already dead.

And he became the helmsman of Yuncheng Fang Group.

In the dream, he and his mother and father were happy.

He worked so hard, desperately seizing all the time to enrich himself and work hard to conquer those old antiques from the aristocratic families in the future.

He still had a bright future.

How could he die in this foreign country?

No.

I can't die.

He pulled the trigger again and again and rushed towards the direction where the knife was flying.

Kill you all!

Ah!

I'm going to kill all you bastards!

Damn Fang Ping'an!

Damn Zhao Wei!

Damn Zhao family!

I'm going to kill you all!