Ambiguous Huadu Ximenqing

"My life is over!" A sound like a pig's howl sounded, and Ximen Qing was beaten to death by Wu Song, "Bah, you motherfucker, you actually killed my elder brother and hooked up with my sister-in-law Pan Jinlian! I beat you to death! Jiehen, damn it, I have never tasted what Pan Jinlian tastes like, but you, a jobless vagrant, are the first to get there! You deserve to die!"

Ximen Qing, a coquettish official, was beaten to death by Wu Erlang just like that. i^n years later, the time frame is fixed in 2525. In a luxurious villa, resplendent and magnificent, in the living room, an old man in his sixties wearing sunglasses is sitting on a jade chair, smoking an imported cigar and puffing. In the circle, in front of the old man, five people in suits and leather shoes stood on the left and right, with their heads bowed.

"What the hell are you all doing, huh? Huh? The Qinglong Gang is not a nursery school. You take what I have and eat what I do. Now that Qing'er is being stabbed, you don't know?" The man took a puff of his cigarette and stood up. , took off his sunglasses, and cursed: "You bastards, is it easy for me to support you, and now I can't even find out about this?"

Ten people fell to their knees, kowtowed for help, and begged for mercy: "Master, the person who hurt the young master is really hidden. I tried my best and didn't find any clues. I think this person is not from Beijing."

"Mazi, you should know the rules of the Azure Dragon Gang. No one can change what I decide. Go down and check it out for me. If you can't find it, don't come back. If there is still no news within three days, you can end it yourself!"

After the old man finished speaking, he strode away with a cigar in his mouth, walked towards the elevator, and when he came to the elevator door, he reached out and took out a purple crystal card from his pocket, gently stroked a deep groove at the elevator door, and walked away close.

The ten people knelt for a long time, stood up one after another after a long while, and all of them sighed, "Brother Mazi, what do you think about this?" The person who spoke was very thin, and his skull-like face was sallow.At first glance, it is excessive indulgence.

"What do I think?" Mazi thought for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Everyone knows the temper of the gang leader, and he kills people without blinking an eye. If the murderer cannot be found, everyone will die!"

"Damn it, who wants to kill the young master, is it just a display for our Qinglong gang?"

"Come on, we have to dig three feet to find this bastard"

"Yes, use all the power of the Qinglong Gang to search all the hotels and entertainment venues in northern Beijing."

"Go, damn it, I don't believe it anymore, the living can still fly"

The ten people left the villa one after another, saying something to each other. i^ drove a luxurious sports car in different directions.

"Young master, you are awake, you scared me to death! Master, young master is awake, young master is awake." In a luxurious room, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old looked at the boy lying on the bed with his eyes open, and wept with joy. Then, hurriedly ran to the door.

"Where is this?" The young man sat up slowly, looked around with puzzled eyes.Didn't I get killed by Wu Erlang?What is it here?

In the room, all kinds of famous paintings are hung on the wall, such as Qi Baishi's shrimp, Xu Beihong's horse, and even Tang Yin's brush and ink. Around the room, rare treasures are placed on the jade shelf On the ground, the boy looked around, his mind was in chaos.

"Qing'er, you're awake!" An old man looked at the boy on the bed kindly, walked over quickly, stroked the boy's forehead, then looked at the boy's chest, and said kindly: "Qing'er, are you awake now?" how do you feel?"

"Who are you?" The boy asked, "Where is this place?"

"I am your father Ximenchao, and you are my son Ximenqing, don't you remember?" Ximenchao's eyes stared straight. Could it be that his son is stupid?You don't even know your dad?

"You are my father? I am your son?" Ximen Qing pointed to Ximen Chao in front of him, and suddenly said: "Put it down, what are you kidding, my father is already dead! Where is Wu Song? I want to fight him! "

It's over, my son is really stupid, Ximenchao burst into tears, "Qing'er, I'm really your father, do you still remember your favorite food of Mala Tang, and your favorite song "On the Moon"? Remember her?"

Ximen Qing followed Ximen Chao's finger and saw a beautiful girl in front of him.

The girl is wearing blue denim shorts, a pair of sexy legs wrapped in black lace, and pink short sleeves on her upper body. There is a deep trench between the two plump fruits, which is attractive to the eyes. Curly hair, curved and thin eyebrows, a beautiful nose and fine teeth, all of which are glamorous and glamorous.

Ximen Qing stared straight at the girl's chest, swallowed hard, and said, "What is Malatang? What is above the moon? I don't remember her, I only remember Pan Jinlian!"

"Father, it seems that Brother Qing really doesn't remember. Xueer guessed that he might have been hit in the brain by a blunt object, which caused a concussion and lost his memory. Don't worry, Father. Amnesia can be temporary or permanent. You Look, although brother Qing doesn't remember some things, isn't he all right?"

"Xue'er, the adoptive father is incompetent. He didn't protect Qing'er well." Ximen Chao wiped away the tears on his face, and said, "If Qing'er's mother knew about it, would my uncle still be alive? Qing'er's mother left early. The foster father is ashamed of treating Qing'er all these years."

"Old man, why are you crying?" Ximen Qing frowned, and said, "Which era is this Song Dynasty? Who is the current emperor?"

"Xue'er, look, is Qing'er really stupid?" Ximenchao looked at Ximen Qing with distress, tears kept flowing.

"Father, after amnesia, it is normal for a period of time to think wildly. Father must take good care of his body, so that he can find the murderer who hurt brother Qing."

When Ximen Chao heard this, he stopped his old tears, stood up abruptly, and said, "Damn, if you dare to touch my son, I, Ximen Chao, swear, I will destroy your whole family and dig your ancestral grave! !"

"Father should take a closer look. The brothers in the gang must have already started searching around."

"Well, Xue'er, you can chat with Qing'er, and the adoptive father is going to the gang." Ximen Chao took out his phone and pressed a number, "Second brother, someone wants to hurt Qing'er. Now that Qing'er has lost his memory, call the gang members." , I want to flatten Jingbei!" After hanging up the phone, Ximenchao hurriedly left the room.

On the bed, Ximenqing looked at the phone that Ximenchao took out, with a puzzled face, "Miss, can you tell me what the old man just took out?"

"I'm your god-sister, Ximen Chuuxue, not Miss!" Ximen Chuuxue stepped forward, crossed his legs, sat on the edge of the bed, pointed to Ximen Qing's forehead, and said: "Don't call me Miss from now on, by the way Brother Qing, who injured you?"

Ximen Qing thought for a while, and said sadly: "I was killed by Wu Erlang. I conspired with his sister-in-law Pan Jinlian and killed Wu Dalang. As a result, Wu Song learned that he beat me to death with a fist, but I was wondering, why am I alive again, what about Pan Jinlian, is she dead or not?"

Ximen Chuuxue looked Ximen Qing on the bed up and down, and smiled, "Giggle, Brother Qing, don't pretend, your adoptive father is not here, so you should stop acting there, what, you want to lie to your sister?"

"I was really beaten to death by Wu Erlang!" Ximen Qing looked up at the dazed Ximen Chuuxue, and said, "Why are you wearing so little? It's great!"

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