Rebirth of the super rich second generation

Chapter 176 Hatred

Lorraine and Liu Wanchuan were sitting in Luchuan's car driving to the agreed interview location with Hu Yidao.

At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang's side.

Liu's mansion.

Sitting on the sofa in the hall was an extremely depressed young man with bloodshot eyes. His name was Qian Hu.

After learning the news that his father had been brutally murdered, he fell into this state. It was obvious that he had not slept all night and looked like he was going to have a mental breakdown. The air around him seemed to be about to condense.

Anyone who passes by him can smell a strong smell of hatred.

"My dear nephew, my condolences. You have been sitting like this all night. If you don't take a rest, your body will collapse." Liu Zhuangyang was sitting on the sofa next to him, smoking a cigar and taking a puff.

He blew out the smoke without a breath, with a sad expression on his face, and said with relief, "Also, your father's funeral must be held as soon as possible. The longer it is delayed, the worse it will be. It is very disrespectful to him."

Qian Hu hasn't said a word since last night until now. He seems to be stupid. Of course, this is understandable. His father, who was fine two days ago, was killed like this. And he heard that Liu

Zhuang Yang said that the murderer of his father was still Lorraine! That bastard Lorraine who caused their father and son to leave their hometown and come to Silk Yang City!!!

However, Qian Hu, as Qian Wanwan's only son, did not say anything, and Liu Zhuangyang had no right to decide the time for Qian Wanwan's funeral and his cremation.

After spending the whole night with Qian Hu, Liu Zhuangyang also had a headache. He had never noticed that this boy was so stubborn and roundabout before. Now looking at his terrifying look as if he wanted to kill his father's murderer with a thousand knives, Liu Zhuangyang

Still wiping sweat from the bottom of his heart, after all, no matter what, it was he who cut Qian Wanwan's life with his own hands. If Qian Hu knew that he did it, he had no doubt that this hard-working kid would do it.

Some crazy act of revenge.

However, after Liu Zhuangyang thought about it, although Lorraine knew about his murder of Qian Wanwan, looking at Qian Hu's behavior, he would definitely not choose to believe Lorraine. After all, it was empty talk, and Qian Wanwan was dead.

There is no proof. Even if Lorraine spreads rumors to the outside world that he, Liu Zhuangyang, killed Qian Wanwan with his own hands, Qian Hu would never believe it. He is still sure of it. Therefore, there is no need to worry that Qian Hu will hate him.

Now Qian Hu obviously regards Lorraine as the patricide murderer who killed Qian Dao. Liu Zhuangyang's talk in the city is so profound that he might as well make good use of this. If Qian Hu ends up ending Lorraine's life with his own hands.

, that is of course the best. You can save yourself the trouble of committing a crime and killing yourself, and you can also be a favor, so why not do it?

Besides, Qian Hu still has to rely on his old uncle Liu Zhuangyang. Otherwise, how can a young man with semen clothes talk about revenge?

It's a pity... No matter how much the wishful thinking in his heart continues, it would be inappropriate for Qian Hu not to say a word... Liu Zhuangyang is waiting to quickly hold Qian Wanwan's funeral, and then use the funeral to obliterate Lorraine

The black wanted order was released in the underground world of Silk City, and finally he gave Lorraine a severe blow to quickly strengthen his power.

After a pause, Liu Zhuangyang still managed to suppress the irritability in his heart, and continued to enlighten patiently: "My dear nephew... we'd better arrange your father's funeral as soon as possible. Don't worry, there is an old uncle standing here.

Your father will definitely be buried in glory, and then I will tell everyone in the world what a bastard that Lorraine is! I believe in my strength, I will definitely be able to avenge you!"

Finally hearing Liu Zhuangyang's words about helping his father to avenge his father, Qian Hu's heart trembled slightly, and he seemed to have recovered mentally. Obviously, Liu Zhuangyang's words still cheered up his mood. This whole night of meditation

, he only had one thought in his mind: revenge on Lorraine!!

However, Qian Hu knew very well how weak he was on his own. Without Liu Zhuangyang to rely on, it would be a fool's errand for him to find Luo Lin Baocheng, whose direct background was at least more powerful than his own.

He knew that Liu Zhuangyang would never stand by and watch his father's death. With his underworld power in Silk Yang City, he had to let Lorraine shed a layer of skin before he died!

"Uncle...how did my dad die..." Suddenly, Qian Hucao spoke in his hoarse and somewhat weird voice, his eyes filled with hatred, and said faintly.

When Liu Zhuangyang heard these words, his heart suddenly trembled. He subconsciously looked at Qian Hu's eyes. Why did this kid ask how his father died? Could it be that he suspected that I could kill him? No, that's not right.

There was no doubt in his eyes.

So what does he mean by this?

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Zhuangyang suddenly realized that it seemed that this boy wanted to ask how his father died, right?

"From here..." Liu Zhuangyang immediately slowly raised his hand and made a gesture on his neck, then made a horizontal gesture and said slowly, "Open an opening to this point." Before he finished speaking, he put down his hand.

, lightly patted Qian Hu on the shoulder, "My sympathies, my dear nephew. Don't worry, as long as the funeral is successfully held, I will be able to issue a black warrant. If we don't call the police, it will be too cheap for the bastard to arrest him."

, the old uncle wants him to become a street rat in Silk Yang City, and everyone will beat him up!! He will be tortured until he is exhausted... and then he will be killed!!"

When Qian Hu heard this, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and he slashed his neck with a knife. The suffocating feeling of dying was so unbearable... Father, his death was so miserable... I died last night

Before learning about his father's bad news, he was still enjoying killing enemies with knives in the game. As a result, this kind of retribution befell his father Qian Wanwan. The world was so dramatic that God seemed to

It's like punishing the father and son!

However, Qian Hu knew very well that every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and he had to find Lorraine, and then...

Thinking of this, Qian Hu's eyes flashed with a vicious look that he had never shown before. It was so frightening. The scarlet light made Liu Zhuangyang on the side tremble in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "

I...want to kill Lorraine...with my own hands!"

Liu Zhuangyang wiped away a trace of cold sweat in his heart. The power of hatred was so powerful that it would make Qian Hu, a young boy who was worthless and even more useless than his own son, show such a frightening look. Fortunately, Qian Hu didn't

He knew that his father was killed by Liu Zhuangyang himself, otherwise Liu Zhuangyang would probably wake up from his dream.

"Nephew, don't worry, I will give the final blow to end his life to you!! Let you avenge your father with your own hands!!" At the same time, Liu Zhuangyang patted Qian Hu's shoulder and reminded him

, "So... without further ado, let's start preparing for your father's funeral now?"

After hearing these words, Qian Hu finally couldn't hold back any more, and tears poured out from his eyes. The hatred was deeply buried in his heart, and his emotions completely collapsed. The gushing tears struggled to wash away his sourness.

His eyes were swollen with pain, and then he suffered an emotional breakdown. He no longer had the support of his extremely hateful belief. His fragile body, which was deeply hit, began to tremble, and his whole body slowly began to tremble like a deflated rubber ball.

He slipped from the sofa and sat on the ground, his mouth wide open, tears falling painfully from his eyes, without any sound, but full of silent sorrow. Liu Zhuangyan looked at it and couldn't help but twitch his nose.

acid.

No matter what, the relationship between father and son is still touching.

No matter whether this father and son are heroes admired by everyone, or bears despised by everyone!

In less than an hour, preparations for the funeral were finally completed. At the right time, under the leadership of Liu Zhuangyang, Qian Wanwan’s only son Qian Hu, wearing mourning clothes and holding his father’s photo, sat at the front of the funeral car.

On the passenger seat. The funeral car started, followed by more than 20 all-black cars for the funeral. On the major streets and highways of Siliyang City, paper money was scattered, funeral music was played, and they swaggered through the city. I am afraid that they are nowhere in Siliyang City.

People don't know about Qian Wanwan's death.

After coming out of the crematorium, they drove slowly and in a roundabout way to the burial cemetery that Liu Zhuangyang bought at a large price. It was located on a high valley, with a good location and a good environment. Of course, the reason for choosing that cemetery for burial was

, because... there can be a lot of people standing there, and he wants to tell some of his colleagues on the road who were invited to participate that he, Liu Zhuangyang, is going to issue a "black wanted order" for Lorraine!!

The sky is sunny and fine. God seems to have no intention of raining to accentuate the sad atmosphere. It is even too lazy to be cloudy.

Under the sun, as Qian Wanwan's ashes were buried, funeral music sounded. Qian Hu knelt in front of the grave and cried into tears. After the burial, Liu Zhuangyang stood in front of Qian Wanwan's newly completed tomb and faced

The eleven or twelve influential people with more or less reputations on the road who were more inclined to Liu Zhuangyang's side, announced loudly that they would issue a "black wanted order" for Lorraine, in the name of brothers!! In the name of morality!

In the name of! Hunt down Lorraine! Until death!

Speaking of which, Liu Zhuangyang expressed such impassioned words that the moment he finished speaking the last sentence, many people in front of him raised their arms and cheered. It was clear that Liu Zhuangyang did not hesitate to stab his brother in revenge.

Infected by the feat!

However, among the eleven or twelve people all dressed in black formal funeral attire, Lu Lian, the boss of the Jiangnan Tribe, had a faint smile on his eyes, and thought to himself: Haha, Liu Zhuangyang is indeed Liu Zhuangyang, I am afraid he wants to take advantage of this

Opportunity, let's expand our momentum in Silk Yang City! Wishful thinking, what a success! Poor the orphan who has millions of dollars, but he is kept in the dark, but he doesn't know that someone is using his father's death to make some feelings

Ghost plan!

In Siloyang City, there are cries of sadness on one side and chatting on the other.

At the same time, on the top floor of the CNM International Business Soho Building in the center of Silang City, the gentle monsoon blew. A bottle of French aged red wine was placed on a small white round table. Lorraine and Hu Yidao faced each other.

Sitting there, behind them stood their respective right-hand men, Liu Wanchuan and Lucuan, respectfully.

"I just received the news..." Hu Yidao sipped the goblet of red wine in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "Liu Zhuangyang has officially announced to the underground world of Silk Yang City that he has issued...

Black Notice."