The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chen Xiang put his whole body on guard and stood in front of Du Hongqiu. His voice was so sharp that he was a little nervous, "Ah Bong, what are you doing here?"

Abang raised his eyebrows, turned sideways, looked past her and landed on Du Hongqiu, and raised his chin: "Business."

Chen Xiangyin shook his head slightly and then smiled.

It's incredibly absurd.

"Who?" Chen Xiangyin's eyes were blank for a moment, and he spoke quickly: "Impossible."

A Pang's face changed slightly, and she stared at Chen Xiangyin, her mental rationality was crumbling inch by inch.

"Agarwood Yin." Ah Bang raised his voice and shouted with a strong emphasis.

Chen Xiangyin raised his head and responded, shaking his head again and again, "You made a mistake, how is that possible?"

Abang sighed helplessly and shook off the white paper in his hand, "Du Hongqiu, he is ninety-seven years old. You can see for yourself."

The huge and cruel black characters were clear. Chen Xiang glanced at them and quickly snatched them and tore them into pieces.

"Tsk." Ah Bang pursed his lips and said no more. He threw the cold chain in his hand neatly on the ground and walked to Chen Xiangyin.

Chen Xiangyin looked up at him, always standing in front of Du Hongqiu, speaking incoherently to the point of losing his composure, almost acting arrogantly.

"don't want……"

"Listen to me... I, I will take him to Jiangnan today to listen to the opera. When he was young... he wanted to travel around the country to learn opera. He likes Kun Opera and yearns to play in the world. Because of me, because of waiting for me, he has never left Biluo. Ancient Town. I just came back, we are going to see Haitang..."

"don't want!!!"

Before she finished speaking, Ah Bang's iron chain circled around her and was thrown on Du Hongqiu. Du Hongqiu's hands were tied by the iron chain in an instant.

As soon as Ah Pang tugged on the iron chain, Du Hongqiu staggered towards him.

Huge fear hit her face like a tsunami. Agarwood let out a broken voice, her whole body trembled, and she stepped forward to hug A Bong's legs.

"No! You can't...wait...don't leave yet."

"Agarwood Yin..." Abang drawled in a long tone, patiently bending down to pull up the Agarwood Yin.

She held the corner of his clothes to prevent him from taking Du Hongqiu away. She was talking intermittently, and could only capture fragments of the words while sobbing.

Her face had lost all color and was shaky like broken jade.

Unable to control his heart, Ah Pong reached out to wrap his arms around the broken and embarrassed woman in front of him, holding her in his arms to prevent her from slipping to the ground.

Chen Xiangyin's cry became even more desolate, her chin rested on A Pang's shoulder, and her eyes fell on Du Hongqiu behind him.

"Why?…"

She couldn't ask any more words, her heart was squeezed and crushed, blood splashed everywhere, and bitterness and pain spread all over her body.

I can only cry and just want to die.

"Is there any way you can take me with you..." Chen Xiang's desperate voice reached A Bong's ears.

Ah Pong sighed, knowing that it was useless for him to say things like belittle the festival of life and death, express condolences and change.

It's useless to say anything.

Abang lowered his head and kissed Shen Xiangyin's forehead gently, spread out his palms and stroked the back of her head.

This kiss had no other meaning. It was a pity and comfort after witnessing all her suffering.

Chen Xiangyin didn't feel his movements and just supported him so as not to fall.

"Hongqiu, you can't walk around like this. I've brought you new clothes..." Chen Xiang burst into tears and laughed, but soon fell into a daze and burst into tears again.

Obviously yesterday was fine, let's make travel plans together...

She obviously came back in a hurry...

Obviously...

A few meters away, the crane towered into the sky, taking in everything in sight.

Du Hongqiu died, the "ghost messenger" held Chen Xiangyin in his arms, and she asked him to take her away.

She couldn't hold him in her heart, maybe it was because of him.

This ghost has a tear mole at the corner of his eye. He does look elegant and charming to a young girl. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is like a jade tree facing the wind.

He Chongtian couldn't move and stood there until he heard the ghost tell Chen Xiangyin: "I can't take you down, but if you can't bear it anymore, I will take you back to the mountain."

The roaring beast in his chest broke out of its cage at this moment, and the crane soared into the sky and rushed towards the two of them.

Abang noticed the terrifying murderous aura behind him, took a look at it, let go of Chen Xiang and said, "Your man is here."

The next moment, He Chongtian was already condescending in front of him and pulled Agarwood over.

When Shen Xiangyin softened into his arm, he regained some of his rationality. He nodded towards Abang, "Go in and chat?"

She couldn't let Chen Xiangyin be looked at like a monkey on the street again. In the eyes of passers-by, she collapsed and lost her composure, hugging the air, roaring and crying.

Ah Pong did not refuse. In this situation, Chen Xiangyin would not let him go.

He couldn't bear to take people away by force.

In the backyard room, Chen Xiangyin followed the cry and broke in. He saw his adopted daughter kneeling beside the bed and sobbing.

Lying on the bed was the dead Du Hongqiu, covered with a quilt, his face was in pain, and he could not close his eyes.

The clean cotton quilt had more than a dozen holes, and the cotton was turned out and stained red with blood.

Du Hongqiu was stabbed more than ten times and died suddenly.

Xuanguo was subduing the struggling man, Chu Jinglun, who was lying on the ground.

Chen Xiangyin lost all reason, and with a fragile scream, she hugged Du Hongqiu's body, her face covered in blood.

"I clearly asked Xuan Guo to guard you, why! Why..."

He Chongtian was in a complicated mood. Du Hongqiu's tragic death was sudden. He walked up to Xuan Guo and asked, "What's going on?"

"I..." Xuanguo knew that he was not well protected, so he hesitated and said: "In the morning, this man came to Mr. Du to buy buns... Mr. Du got up late today, and I...I didn't care, so I let him in. who knows……"

He Chongtian was confused: "Du Hongqiu and Shen Xiang are going on a long trip today, why did they get up so late?"

The adopted daughter said: "My dad... couldn't sleep the whole night last night. He walked around the room and tried on one set of clothes after another. He didn't go to bed until dawn..."

Xuanguo lowered his head: "I have been protecting him...morning...morning, after this gangster came in, we invited him to wait in the living room...Auntie went to the kitchen to get some buns for him, and I...I followed..." He spoke more and more quietly.

He Chongtian's face was gloomy, and he kicked Chu Jinglun violently in the stomach.

Chu Jinglun's suit was wrinkled, and blood leaked from the gap between Sen Bai's teeth.

"Why?" He Chongtian asked.

Chu Jinglun stiffened his neck and raised his face to look at Chen Xiangyin, with a mocking tone: "I was desperate, so I called you and sent you a message. You pretended to be deaf and dumb, and turned around and said you didn't look at your phone?"

He looked at He Chongtian again, with a look of resentment under his broken glasses.

"And you, it's amazing how rich you are, how amazing you are! You can do whatever you want with women, step on men's faces as you please, and even deal with human lives as you please!"

Chen Xiangyin couldn't believe it, looking at Chu Jinglun's unfamiliar and almost crazy look, "Just because of this, you killed him?"

Chu Jinglun snorted, "Chen Xiangyin, I thought you could empathize with me now, how it feels to lose your only relative, how about that?"

He Soaring took a step back and punched Chu Jinglun in the face. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chu Jinglun's face was deformed by the blow.

Before he could take a breath, He Liang raised his foot and stomped on his head, as hard as if he wanted to crush him.

"Wait a minute." Ah Pong, who was watching the show on the side, suddenly stopped him, "Is it illegal to kill someone in this world now? Do you do it yourself, and you won't be able to live with it for the rest of your life?"

He Chongtian took a long time to let go of the skull that was about to break. Just halfway through, Chen Xiangyin pushed him away and grabbed Chu Jinglun's neck.

Agarwood's knuckles turned white, and she clung tightly to Chu Jinglun's neck. Her nails were half-embedded, and blood dripped out.

"If you kill Hongqiu, can your grandma be resurrected? Why! Why!!"

Chu Jinglun squeezed out a smile: "My son wants to support me but refuses to be married to me. It's worth using my life to exchange for my grandma to live fifty more years. What about you? Chen Xiangyin, can you do it?"