Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"Oh, it seems that we are going to suffer too."

The tall man nodded noncommittally. When these big men fought, it was their subordinates who suffered the most, because they were the ones who fought with others. You can see the faint scars on his body. He has been here for a long time, and he has performed several missions in between, but the result is the mission of licking blood on the tip of a knife. He almost lost his life several times.

So he was very disgusted with the contest between these big shots, because they were the ones who had to fight for their lives in the end, and they would go all out if the big shots said a word, but there was no way, who made this their own choice.

"call."

"I decided to leave after a while."

The other bodyguard took a deep breath and looked at the tense atmosphere around him all the time. He was worried all the time, and he didn't even dare to sleep too soundly. This kind of life is really hard, he thought Change to another job, although the salary of being a bodyguard here is ridiculously high, but even if it is higher, so what?He has to live to spend it, he has had enough of the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife, and he wants to escape from here.

"Huh? Are you really leaving?"

The tall bodyguard was stunned, and looked at him in disbelief. He thought he was joking, but he didn't look like he was joking. He just left at this critical moment. Zhong Fuhong might not Would agree, in other words, deserters if they go now.

Zhong Fuhong will not allow this to happen.

"Well, I've made a decision, I'm leaving after a while."

Another bodyguard said firmly, in his opinion, we can't stay here any longer. Judging from the situation in the living room, there will definitely be a big reshuffle in the family, and they will no longer have a stable life.

"Ugh."

The tall bodyguard sighed and shook his head helplessly. He couldn't decide whether he would stay or not. All choices were his own.

He glanced around the villa and looked at the familiar faces. These brothers were his brothers who were born and died. He really didn't want to leave them. They haven't left yet. How could he be a big brother? where to go?What's more, if he left, he didn't know where to go.

Deafening voices came from the living room of the villa from time to time. I have to praise Zhong Fuhong's TV at home. It is indeed the best. It perfectly restored the scene in the bar that day.

I saw that there was such a gap among the crowd in the bar, and there were two figures standing there in a daze. It was Zhong Hu and Wang Yufan. They seemed to be talking about something, and they were quite friendly at first. of.

Suddenly, a hostess who was carrying wine fell down the stairs and couldn't stand still. All the wine in the wine glass was spilled on Wang Yufan's body.

The next two people began to argue. Seeing Zhong Hu's posture, he seemed to want to go up and beat Wang Yufan, and Wang Yufan also had a bad face, and he kept confronting Zhong Hu. At this time, Zhong Hu Curly's subordinate, Curly, stood up and spoke, so the two of them gave up and went their separate ways.

"Snapped."

The TV screen went black and I couldn't see anything.

"what happened?"

Veins popped up on Zhong Fuhong's face, watching the picture on the TV,
He had already made a decision in his heart, but when he was enjoying watching the TV, why did it turn off? He thought the TV was broken.

"Hehe, Patriarch Zhong, don't panic. This is a normal phenomenon. There is a power outage in the bar."

Zhong Louyu turned his head and waved to Zhong Fuhong, motioning him to sit down and not get excited. He had already watched this video and made a rough analysis of the situation at that time. He found that the only place where he could do something wrong was During the time when the bar was out of power, the reason why he put the video of the dispute between Zhong Hu and Wang Yufan was to give Zhong Fuhong an illusion, an illusion to make Zhong Fuhong believe in himself, give him a sign first, and then It's hard for him to believe it or not.

After all, Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly, and stared at Wang Yufan inadvertently. All of this was seen by Zhong Louyu, and the corner of his mouth smiled evilly.

"I'm hooked."

"what……"

There were bursts of chaotic voices from the TV. From the inside, we could see the sparse crowd walking outside. We could only see the dark crowd, but nothing else could be seen clearly.

Zhong Fuhong frowned, what did this make him look at?Obviously there is nothing, so what kind of evidence can he see?
"Hehe, Patriarch Zhong, don't worry, there will be more later."

Zhong Louyu chuckled, and said to Zhong Fuhong, these are just foreplay, and the real good show comes later.

"Humph."

Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly, and turned his eyes back to the TV.

"Snapped."

The picture on the TV resurfaced again.

"boom."

Zhong Fuhong stood up abruptly. The picture on the TV made him burst out with emotion and momentum, because it was the scene where Zhong Hu was lying in a pool of blood after being assassinated. His eye circles turned red immediately when he saw that picture, and the feeling in his heart I can't stand the pain any longer. As a father, he sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Although he has a lot of power in his hands, he can't help his son. This makes him very powerless and even hates himself as a father. father's.

"master."

The white-haired old man looked at Zhong Fuhong's face, and then became nervous. Now is not the time to act impulsively. He is really afraid that Zhong Fuhong will follow Wang Jianshan or Zhong Louyu in anger. Not to mention whether they can succeed, at least they are not with him yet. When they confront each other.

What's more, Zhong Louyu dared to bring Mo Lao. The two of them must have been prepared for coming here. He couldn't put himself in danger. Even the death of the sniper was still a mystery. Before the cause of the matter, they must not act rashly.

Zhong Fuhong turned his head to look at the white-haired old man, his voice reminded himself.

"call."

Taking a deep breath, Zhong Fuhong looked away from the picture on the TV to calm himself down, because that picture had too much impact on him.

"Ha ha."

Zhong Louyu looked at Zhong Fuhong's angry look, chuckled, and roared, the angrier he was, the better he was.

"Dad, what do we do now?"

Wang Yufan looked at Wang Jianshan and asked softly, he did not expect that the evidence mentioned by Zhong Louyu actually reconstructed the situation that day, it was simply too cruel.