Rebirth: Mr. Fu will not cancel the engagement this time

As Murong Qinghui spoke, he turned his gaze to Fu Huaiyuan who was standing next to Gu Jinhe.

"When did you know that the owner behind the arms dealer was the Murong family?"

A stern look flashed across Fu Huaiyuan's deep eyes: "Since you want to deal with the Murong family, how can you not investigate it thoroughly?"

"I didn't doubt it at first, but when I saw the guns and explosives I got from the Murong family's munitions and explosives factory, I found that the ammunition I bought from the arms dealers before was the same as that from the munitions and explosives factory, and even the batches were consistent."

"In order to verify whether this matter is true, I purchased another batch of ammunition in the name of the seven great families."

“It turns out that my guess was correct.”

Hearing this, Murong Qinghui only raised his eyebrows in surprise, without any other emotions. He said, "So you knew it so long ago, then why did you still come?"

When we know clearly that the owner behind the arms dealer is the Murong family, and when we know that the Murong family's connections are spread across all the countries at war overseas, why do we still insist on encircling and suppressing the Murong family?

Fu Huaiyuan tilted his head to look at Gu Jinhe who was standing beside him, and said in a low voice: "I have a reason to come."

Murong Qinghui's gaze swept between Fu Huaiyuan and Gu Jinhe, with a dark light in his eyes.

Gu Jinhe approached Fu Huaiyuan and whispered, "What should we do now?"

Looking at the sixteen helicopters hovering in the sky, one can probably guess that the core members of the Murong family are on them.

It seemed that the Murong family was about to be surrounded and attacked, but unexpectedly, when they reached the doorstep, the people of the Murong family who were thought not to leave, actually flew up into the sky right under everyone's noses.

With such a swaggering posture, not to mention Qi Hui and others who were still outside the thick fog, I'm afraid even the people at the foot of the mountain could see it.

The people of Murong family took a helicopter in such a high-profile manner and prepared to leave under the noses of the seven major families.

Fu Huaiyuan glanced at Murong Qinghui who was standing not far away, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid things will be a little unexpected."

Just when Gu Jinhe was puzzled, suddenly a huge explosion was heard above his head.

"boom--!"

In an instant, sparks flew and thick smoke filled the air.

Then very quickly, before anyone could react, explosions were heard in the sky one after another.

All sixteen helicopters exploded in just one minute.

Suddenly, the wreckage of the helicopter fell from the sky like rain, accompanied by burning flames.

As soon as the first helicopter exploded, Fu Huaiyuan immediately pulled Gu Jinhe and rushed into the hall.

Only Murong Qinghui seemed not to have noticed the iron blocks and flames falling from the sky. He stretched out his arms and looked up at the debris and black smoke falling from the sky, as if he was welcoming a grand fire, with a strange smile on his face.

"Bang!" A piece of black iron fell into the pool in the yard, splashing water.

However, Murong Qinghui raised his head with an unchanged expression, looking at the dark fireworks in the sky. There was a helicopter that was only half blown up, and the propeller tried hard to stabilize it, but in the end it was of no avail, and it could only fall down unwillingly.

He could hear the sound of things falling to the ground one after another. There was even a part of a helicopter that scraped Murong Qinghui's back and hit the floor with a bang. The sharp part instantly pierced into the floor and was firmly stuck in it.

Soon blood oozed out of Murong Qinghui's back, almost half of his back was dyed bloody.

But Murong Qinghui continued to look up at the sky without blinking, as if he didn't feel the pain in his back.

Gu Jinhe stared blankly at Murong Qinghui, who seemed to be possessed. At this moment, an unknown emotion rose in her heart.

And this emotion forced Gu Jinhe to shout out subconsciously.

"what are you up to!"

After hearing what Gu Jinhe said, Murong Qinghui just turned his head and looked over, moving his lips.

Although Gu Jinhe didn't hear his voice, she understood his lip language.

Murong Qinghui said: Leave here, everything will end.

At this moment, Gu Jinhe's eyes suddenly widened, and she shouted to Murong Qinghui anxiously.

"Get out of the way!!"

However, it was too late. A black block, which could not be seen clearly, quickly pierced into Murong Qinghui's body from the sky.

Gu Jinhe could even see that there was a sharp part piercing through Murong Qinghui's back.

Gu Jinhe's face turned pale. She couldn't understand why things turned out like this.

Before they could take any action, the head of the Murong family committed suicide.

Yes, Murong Qinghui's actions were tantamount to suicide.

Gu Jinhe pulled her hand out of Fu Huaiyuan's. When she saw the thing falling, she subconsciously wanted to rush out, but Fu Huaiyuan held her and stopped her because the situation was dangerous.

Before Murong Qinghui's body fell, Gu Jinhe rushed out quickly and caught his falling body.

He looked tall but thin, so Gu Jinhe caught him without much effort.

Looking at Murong Qinghui, whose face was pale and blood was constantly coming out of his mouth, Gu Jinhe said in an annoyed tone: "Don't you want to die?!"

At this time Fu Huaiyuan walked over. He looked up at the sky and saw something falling from the sky.

"It's dangerous here. Let's help him in first."

By the time Gu Jinhe and Fu Huaiyuan helped Murong Qinghui into the hall, Murong Qinghui's face had turned pale.

Gu Jinhe knew that Murong Qinghui would not survive.

She looked at the object embedded deeply into his body, and when she looked closer she saw that it was a propeller broken into a triangle.

Blood flowed from the corner of Murong Qinghui's mouth again. Gu Jinhe couldn't tell what her emotion was at the moment, but when she saw Murong Qinghui fall, what she recalled in her mind was their first meeting in Changqing Garden.

Murong Qinghui took some paper money and said he would give it to her to burn. After she refused, he said that she came to see her deceased elders, but only brought flowers but not paper money, so she was not worried that the elders in the underworld would have no money to spend.

Now that I think about it, the paper money in Murong Qinghui's hand should have been kept intentionally and burned specifically for her grandfather.

Gu Jinhe looked at Murong Qinghui, whose face was becoming increasingly pale, and asked, "Why?"

Murong Qinghui twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and his tone was no longer dull, but obviously weaker.

“...Let’s leave here quickly. It won’t be long before this whole mountain is blown to pieces.”

"Why do you think the Murong family built their old house halfway up the mountain? If they encounter danger and can't avoid it, even if they die, they will take their enemies to hell with them."

Hearing this, Gu Jinhe's expression suddenly changed: "How much explosives are there?"

Murong Qinghui coughed a few times and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. His voice became even weaker. "The whole mountain is filled with explosives. When the helicopter took off, the automatic device was activated. In about half an hour, it will start to explode from the old house."