The Predator of the Beautiful President

On the other side, in Fang Liang's home, the mother and son were both thinking about things and thinking about others. They were extremely sad, and they also did not sleep.

Fang Liang's home is a small two-story prefabricated building. The white tiles on the front of the exterior wall are already a little old. However, this building was built more than 20 years ago. At that time, it was the first one in the village, and even Very foreign and tall.

The ability to build such a small building depends entirely on Fang Youbing working abroad all year round. It can be seen how hard Fang Youbing is working abroad. When Fang Liang was in primary school, Fang Youbing came back to study for his son. Election for the director of the village committee.

Fang Youbing has been doing this for nearly ten years. At that time, Fang Liang's family was not only the first family in the village to repair buildings, but also the first family in the village to buy a color TV.

Therefore, Fang Liang had a sense of superiority among his peers when he was a child, and he was admired by a group of friends. Later, when he was admitted to university, he saw a bigger world, someone who was better and richer than himself. There are too many people.

The gap in his heart made him try his best to disguise himself in the college and enjoy the feeling of being admired by the stars. If he hadn't met Xia Dongyang, he would still be living in the circle of his disguise. There will be a real steel plate kicked one day.

Now, his prodigal son has turned around, and he brought his girlfriend back not long ago, and he is ready to honor his parents well. When the time comes, he will buy a bigger house in Jiangyang and bring his parents to live in the city.

Unexpectedly, such a thing happened. The mother and son sat on the wooden cool chair, weeping their faces. After a while, Sister Hu took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "Liang'er, you Go to sleep, shall we?"

Fang Liang turned to look at his mother, and asked, "Mom, I want to ask you, if it is found out that Xia Dongyang's subordinates really did it, what are your plans?"

Obviously, Fang Liang still didn't believe in Xu Haocheng, and still felt that his father would not die suddenly. Xu Haocheng must have done it secretly. With such thoughts, he just left without paying attention to Xia Dongyang.

Sister Hu didn't want her son to ask such a question, so she couldn't help being startled. After a while, she said with a troubled face: "Liang'er, Mr. Xia has indeed been kind to our family."

Fang Liang, however, persisted and asked, "Mom, could it be that a big favor can offset the big mistake of being beaten to death by Dad?"

Sister Hu's complexion changed, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Liang'er, what do you want to do?"

Fang Liang said with a gloomy expression, "Kill for life!"

When Sister Hu heard this, her expression became even more horrified. She stood up and fell beside Fang Liang, grabbed Fang Liang's arm, and said with panic in her eyes: "Liang'er, don't act recklessly, even if it was really that Xu Haocheng who did it, you can't do it." Yes, but it's not about Mr. Xia's business, you can't count it on his head, we have to distinguish between grievances and grievances in life!"

Although Sister Hu didn't read much, she was very sensible, but Fang Liang said: "If he hadn't been ordered, those security personnel under him would not dare to do anything. They must have fought with that Mo Shaotang before they came here." It was discussed, otherwise, how could there be so many more people, isn't it just to frighten the folks?"

At this time, Fang Liang had lost his mind because of his father's death. Sister Hu couldn't help persuading her, "Liang'er, anyway, don't mess around, the police will give us justice."

A cold light flashed in the depths of Fang Liang's eyes, then he patted Sister Hu's hand and said, "Mom, I know, I won't mess around. It's late at night, go and rest."

Sister Hu sighed heavily, and said sadly, "I'll go and pack something for your father."

As she spoke, she got up and walked into the room, while Fang Liang came to the small courtyard outside the door, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said in a cold voice: "Xia Dongyang, although you are very kind to my family Well, but your people killed my father, this kindness and debt cannot be repaid at all, no matter how powerful you are, I will definitely make you pay for my father's death!"

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The next day, in the 'Hongqiao Hotel', Xia Dongyang got up early for morning exercises. Even though he didn't sleep much last night, he still wouldn't sleep in in the morning.

But Zhao Xueyan is different. She fell asleep almost at five o'clock in the morning. She was sleeping soundly. Lou came to the street.

I saw a lot of vehicles on the street, and on the sidewalks on both sides, many people set up small stalls selling some dried fruits and the like. People with baskets on their backs can be seen everywhere. Needless to say, today should be a town market, so that’s why lively.

He wandered casually to the left to see if there was a breakfast shop. After walking a few steps, he heard someone talking about the killing of people in the real estate yesterday.

When it comes to this matter, most of the townspeople are accusing and yelling, scolding the real estate owner for being too unscrupulous, and some people say that those villagers are really too greedy, it is good to get so much compensation, but they are not greedy enough.

Xia Dongyang did not expect that the matter would spread so quickly. It is estimated that it was a worker on the construction site. Someone went back and said that after walking for a while, Xia Dongyang noticed a beef noodle restaurant. The business is very good, thinking that he will be with Zhao Xueyan later Just come here for breakfast.

After walking for about half an hour, the phone rang, and it was Zhao Xueyan who asked, "Xia Dongyang, where have you been?"

Xia Dongyang only said: "On the street, let me see where there is a breakfast shop."

After hearing this, Zhao Xueyan said, "Then wait for me downstairs for a few minutes, and I'll be down soon."

"it is good."

Xia Dongyang responded, and quickly went back downstairs to the hotel. He lit a cigarette, looked at the bustling street, waited quietly, and at the same time thought about the cause of Fang Youbing's death.

It took another half an hour to wait, but Xia Dongyang was used to it. What Zhao Xueyan said about waiting for a few minutes was almost half an hour.

Zhao Xueyan came to Xia Dongyang's side and said, "Let's go."

She didn't dare to touch Xia Dongyang with her eyes, and she didn't know if it was because they were in the same room last night, or because she made Xia Dongyang wait too long.

The two went to the beef noodle restaurant for breakfast, and then went to the construction site to meet Xu Haocheng and others. During this morning, no villagers came to make trouble.

In the afternoon, when the group was about to have lunch, Xia Dongyang received a call from the police, saying that the autopsy report had come down, and Xia Dongyang and the related Xu Haocheng were notified to go to the police station immediately. Needless to say, they must have also notified Fang Liang and Sister Hu.

Sure enough, Xia Dongyang, Zhao Xueyan, and Xu Haocheng met Fang Liang and Sister Hu at the gate of the police station. Sister Hu greeted Xia Dongyang, but Fang Liang walked inward with a gloomy expression.