The white chrysanthemums scattered, bunch by bunch, and fell to the ground

Jian Shaoan knelt down in front of the monument and looked at the people in the picture

"Dad..."

When he opened his mouth, his eyes were full of pain, but what showed in the bottom of his eyes was the desire for family affection

Mu Yan glanced at Jian Shaoan and finally withdrew from the cemetery, leaving him here alone

Night... Very quiet

In the cemetery, the cold stone tablets glowed in the moonlight

Drizzle fell in succession, and the ground gradually wetted up, adding a strange atmosphere here

The boy kneeling motionless in front of the monument also became strange in this strange gas

Jane Shaoan looked up and looked at the fixed smile in the picture. Her heart was like a knife

"The Revenge of killing my father is a bitter one. I, Jane Shaoan, must make them pay the price and pay for their lives with their lives!" he said word by word, biting his teeth

However, Gong QingHan's small face suddenly appeared in his mind, and his cold eyes gradually became soft

"Dad, I met a girl who looks like me!"

"It's really like that. She's an orphan and has been in that ghost place, but she's the one Nangong Lingtian likes!"

"What the enemy likes is the enemy, right?"

He seemed to be asking others and himself, but he answered him in silence

This night, Z city was much quieter,

But far away in the capital of country m, it is a bustle, not so much a bustle as a riot

The Golden Palace during the day is now brightly lit,

The warm golden light shines more brightly on the furniture and furnishings of dujin

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa for a day finally opened his eyes slowly,

The sharp and deep brown eyes are like poisonous snakes, as if they can check people's hearts,

Yellow skin is the symbol of Chinese people, which is different from the white skin of M country that day

A scar on his face spread from his left eye to the lower part of his right face. The scar looks like it has been for a long time,

It's ugly like an ugly earthworm, but it makes the whole face look more like a Jianghu person

"Z city!" he said slowly, his voice hoarse and ugly, like a dull saw sawing table legs

His sharp and deep eyes gradually floated an invisible color

Ten years ago, I didn't expect that Xia Hou Zhentian would call him,

What's more, ten years later, he will hear the word "Z City" from other people

On that bloody night ten years ago, the bloody manor,

The knife on his face was also left that night. That night, that place, it can be said that it was his slaughterhouse

He suddenly grinned and smiled, "Jie Jie!"

The voice was hoarse, which made the listener get goose bumps all over

What glitters in his eyes is pride, even madness

"What about the founding fathers and the overlord of Z City? I didn't die in the end. You're a big family and I didn't kill you!"

He laughed and his voice echoed in the hall

Let a man in black listen to his footsteps

Then he respectfully walked to the middle-aged man: "Lord, the plan failed, and the White Owl is not dead!"

The man on the sofa restrained his smile and shot his eyes like a poisonous snake at the man: "failure?"

The man shook: "yes, the White Owl seems to have been on guard, but he was hurt!"

The man on the sofa gradually narrowed his eyes like a poisonous snake and scolded: "a group of losers!"

The man stooped lower and said nothing

"No trace"? The man on the sofa calmed down

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