I became a legend after rebirth

Chapter 781

The two of them knocked on Zhao Xiaowu's door despite the sporadic light snow.

There were seven aunts and eight aunts from the Zhao family in the house, more than ten of whom were relatively good neighbors.

Everyone had sad faces, and there was an atmosphere of sadness.

Looking at Lin Yuan, both of them looked extraordinary in appearance.

Father Zhao thought it was that person sent by Master Cheng again.

As a result, as soon as we talked, he became furious, picked up a mop and tried to chase people away.

Lin Yuan stood still while Li Zhen rushed forward and snatched the "weapon" from Father Zhao's hand.

"Calm down, we all don't want to see such an accident. If beating us can bring your child back to life, then I will keep still and beat you as long as it feels comfortable!"

"But this is impossible. I came here today firstly to see if there is anything I need help with at home, and secondly I want to talk about compensation. Do you think we can sit down and talk?"

Lin Yuan's words were so sincere that Father Zhao's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, and most of his anger was gone.

But because Lin Yuan was the representative of the murderer's side, it was absolutely impossible to give him a good look.

"I won't talk to you. Young Master Cheng has already given instructions. He will pay Zhao Xiaowu's pension. If you have anything to do, go talk to him."

Lin Yuan sighed: "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid you still don't know how your son died, right?"

Having said that, of course Father Zhao wanted to listen to what Lin Yuan had to say.

So Lin Yuan told the story of the past where Wang Baoyu and Cheng Haoren had many fights, and the reason was that they were fighting over the bartender in the bar.

"Originally, these idle rich second generations didn't like each other, so they fought and made trouble. But yesterday, Cheng Haoren was determined to cripple Wang Baoyu, so he called in a lot of extra people.

And your son Zhao Xiaowu is among them."

"His death was all an accident. At that time, there were only three of my friends, and they were still passively defensive. In order to show his bravery in front of Cheng Haoren, your son Zhao Xiaowu was the first to rush forward and take action, but he was kicked by Yuan Peng.

, when he fell, another dagger in his waist pierced his femoral artery."

"At that time, these rich second-generation people were so frightened that they didn't even know how to give him first aid. It was my friend Lu Sen who was the first to try to stop your son's bleeding."

"But unfortunately, the rupture of the aorta was too dangerous, and he was not saved in the end."

I heard Lin Yuan describe what happened in detail.

The Zhao family suddenly burst into tears.

Before, they only listened to Cheng Haoren's side of the story.

I thought it was Zhao Xiaowu who caused the incident, and Cheng Haoren helped him find a place to fight with him.

Who would have thought that this is not the case at all.

"This kid, Xiao Wu, died so unjustly!"

Zhao Xiaowu's grandmother was still alive. The old lady sat down on the ground and cried loudly again.

Lin Yuan waited for Father Zhao to comfort the old man before continuing: "I can swear on my personality that Zhao Xiaowu and my friends have never known each other before, and there is no grudge between them. They met together by fate before they appeared.

An accident.”

"In such a situation, Mr. Zhao, even if we have hatred, we shouldn't use it entirely against Yuan Peng, who is also a victim."

"If we want to blame him, the one who deserves the most blame is Cheng Haoren, who asked your son to fight, don't you think?"

Father Zhao was silent with a pale face. For a long time, he rushed into the back room, took out a bundle of money from the inside and outside of the bag, and threw it on the ground.

"What you said makes sense. This second-generation ancestor named Cheng killed my son and asked someone to send him 100,000 yuan to win people's hearts. I only have such a child. If he is gone, what's the use of more money?

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