Aura Revival: I have a portal between two worlds

The old man was in a mess, but he was still alive.

Zhong Qingtian was furious, holding the armchair tightly with both hands, staring at Lu Zhe:

"Sure enough! Sure enough, you killed her!"

"Damn... I must kill you!"

He almost shed tears of blood in his eyes. He had been looking for his daughter for so long, and the murderer was right in front of him, but he had no way to take revenge.

He was even trapped in prison by the evil man, and could only watch the murderer get away with it in front of him.

Hateful!

"Haha, the cause of the past has borne fruit today, and the evildoers will be punished."

Lu Zhe stood in front of him calmly, looking at him with a smile,

We are all adults, and everyone has to pay the price for what they have done,

I still remember that he had the idea of ​​selling ginseng at that time. If it weren't for the other party, he would have such a strong attitude and even sought his own spirit wine,

Maybe now they are not enemies, but cooperative and friendly partners.

Unfortunately, things have come to this point, and the only way is to put the other party to death.

Lu Zhe glanced at the surveillance in the corner, and he didn't know when it had been tacitly moved to other places.

It seems that Director Bai of the Supervision Office is very sensible,

He slowly walked up to Zhong Qingtian, and the other party was trapped in the chair and could only look up at him with hatred,

Lu Zhe raised the corner of his mouth, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped Zhong Qingtian in the face!

With a snap!

Zhong Qingtian's face was immediately swollen. Although Lu Zhe did not use spiritual power, with his current physique, this casual attack was almost the limit of the power of an ordinary person.

The area covered by the palm has some bone fractures. There is no trace on the surface, but only Zhong Qingtian knows the pain.

"Puh!"

A blood foam was spit out, and Lu Zhe dodged it with a slight shake.

"Why do you still want to dirty my clothes? Then I have to treat your family well. It is said that your wife is a few years younger than you. It seems that she still has charm..."

A faint voice surrounded Zhong Qingtian's ears. He looked at Lu Zhe with a dull look in his eyes and opened his mouth. There was no resentment before.

As if he accepted his fate, he begged:

"Please, let them go! Come to me if you have anything!"

"Haha, don't worry, you won't die yet."

After that, Lu Zhe turned and left the detention center.

Late at night, Zhong's house.

As Zhong Qingtian and Mr. Zhong were arrested, several more cars arrived in the evening of the same day, taking away some of the core members of the Zhong family.

The huge villa was also sealed, and the people inside had to move out within two days.

The villa was almost empty, and all the servants were dismissed, leaving only He Jing.

"I'll think about this again..."

In a dim room, the desk lamp was very dim, and He Jing sat at the desk, holding the phone in her hand, with a silent face.

There was obvious hesitation in her eyes, as if she was making some difficult decision.

A Xia voice with a foreign accent on the phone:

"Ms. He, I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise Mr. Zhong won't be able to stay in there for long!"

Hearing this, He Jing was silent at first, and then she said with grief: "I know, I'll think about it for another day."

After that, he hung up the phone and took out a document from the drawer.

The word "top secret" was written on the document.

This is Zhong Qingtian, who had already prepared a retreat.

As early as before, when he learned that Lu Zhe was the special envoy of Shanhai Company, Zhong Qingtian felt that his family was in danger and began to make plans for the future.

This letter was the capital for them to leave.

Unfortunately, the people from the Extraordinary Bureau came too quickly, and he was taken away before he had time to prepare, leaving He Jing alone at home.

When He Jing listened to her husband's serious instructions, she thought her husband was crazy and actually did such a thing of betraying the country.

She would never have thought that her family would go to this extent.

After all, she was unaware of the grievances between her family and Lu Zhe.

"It really has to come to this..."

At this point, He Jing had almost no choice. She recalled the good life of her family before, and thought that since the start of the monster rebellion,

After her husband was removed from the governor of the Southern Province, the family's situation has become worse and worse.

Today, except for her, all the members of the huge family have been imprisoned.

"Don't blame me..."

He Jing's eyes were filled with tears of grief, and she had no choice.

Just as she was about to pick up her phone to call the other party again, there was a sudden noise from behind the closed door.

"Who is it?"

Hearing the voice, He Jing immediately stood up from her desk and nervously stuffed the documents into the cabinet.

In the room.

Looking at the door, the door that was tightly closed the moment before was now opened. In the dim living room, a slender figure stood in front of the door.

"Hehehe, it seems that Mrs. Zhong has a backup plan!"

The man's voice was hoarse, and the whole person was shrouded in darkness. No matter how He Jing focused, she could not see clearly.

At this time, she retreated in fear. At the same time, she shouted loudly:

"Don't come over! I have called the police, and the police will be here soon!"

"Hehe, does Mrs. Zhong have the ability to predict the future? She can know in advance that I will call the police in advance."

The black shadow smiled sarcastically and walked into the room slowly.

The strange thing is that even if he walked into the room, he still couldn't see his figure clearly under the dim desk lamp. This person was like black mud,

It makes people unable to see clearly, but they can feel the real horror.

He Jing felt that she hit the wall behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

"Don't come over here. The Security Bureau is in contact. If there is any movement, they will be here soon!"

But no matter how she scolded, the black shadow remained calm and walked slowly towards him step by step, and the laughter echoed in the room...

Strangely, this sound only echoed in the room, as if it was restricted and could not be heard outside at all.

The next day, dawn.

He Jing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, climbed up tremblingly, staggered to the desk, picked up the phone, and wanted to make a call.

But before she could dial the number, a group of investigators broke in outside the door.

"Raise your hands, you are arrested!"

In less than an hour, He Jing was taken to the Security Bureau, and the charge of her collaborating with the enemy was determined within a day.

And the room where He Jing was detained was next to Zhong Qingtian, only separated by a wall.

Lu Zhe came to Zhong Qingtian again, but this time he didn't say much. Facing Zhong Qingtian's pleading eyes, he came to his side and whispered in his ear: "Very smooth..." After that, he left the supervision office directly. A few days later, the news about the Zhong family's abuse of power and collusion with the enemy became a hot search. A large number of netizens criticized the bad behavior of this family. However, what surprised Lu Zhe was that the Nan family was saved. Li Wenhua took the initiative to find him and explained the whole story. He apologized to him with great guilt and said that he would compensate him for this matter. Lu Zhe learned about the incident and smiled, not taking it seriously. That night, a figure with a dark body and unclear outline sneaked into the Nan family. Nan Qinghua was tied to a chair with his eyes wide open, looking at the scene in front of him. He was trembling with anger, his eyes were about to burst, and his head was filled with anger. His lifelong dignity was trampled on. The next day, news broke that the head of the Nan family and his wife were divorcing, which caused another wave of heated discussion at this critical juncture.