Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The morning glow was everywhere, on a small road hundreds of meters away from the abandoned factory in Anluo.

A girl who looked like a college student was jogging in the morning, and she was broadcasting live with her mobile phone.

The girl had a nice name on the Internet, called Ah Meng.

"Hehe, I'm here to broadcast my morning exercise again this morning, welcome Muyu Jiangnan!"

"Wow, thank you Muyu Jiangnan for the set of 66 lollipops!"

The girl faced the morning glow, bathed in the sun, and smiled sweetly.

Not long after, the number of people in the live broadcast room gradually increased.

Suddenly, a person with the ID of Lingyi Xiaohe replied: "Ah Meng, where is the haunted factory you talked about during your morning run yesterday?"

"Would you like to take us to see it today? Take a tour!"

Ah Meng's face suddenly showed an embarrassed expression, "This is not good, I'm a girl, and my mother told me not to go to such a dangerous place!"

Ah Meng showed a silly and shy expression, which immediately attracted many people to comment.

However, although she didn't plan to go, the abandoned factory was one of her must-go routes for morning jogging.

Ah Meng was still thinking, and suddenly saw a treasure chest on the phone that dominated the screen and shimmered. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, "Thank you Lingyi Xiaohe for the supreme treasure chest!"

She was full of excitement, a supreme treasure chest is 500 soft sister yuan.

The people around her couldn't help but brush the barrage, "Rich 666!"

"Rich, do you still need friends?"

Ah Meng's face was flushed with excitement, but she knew why Lingyi Xiaohe would send the supreme treasure chest, and gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go to the haunted abandoned factory today to take a look."

She had heard rumors about this abandoned factory. Some people fainted inexplicably after entering, but it seemed that no one had died yet. Moreover, with so many people watching her live broadcast, nothing should happen.

Suddenly, Ah Meng quickened her pace and walked towards the abandoned factory.

When she walked in front of the abandoned factory, she was stunned.

"What happened?"

"Where's the abandoned factory?"

"You didn't really see a ghost?"

The comments started to fill up, and many people looked at Ah Meng's dazed expression on the live broadcast on her mobile phone.

Ah Meng turned her mobile phone in disbelief and focused the camera on the abandoned factory.

The abandoned factory she had live-streamed during her morning run yesterday is gone now? It was razed to the ground, leaving only debris on the ground.

Ah Meng's face was dazed, and she murmured, "It's really a ghost. How could a factory that was still in good condition yesterday just disappear like this?"

...

Inside Qin Wende's residence in Jiangshui City.

Several people gathered together, looking at Qin Wende, who was unconscious on the bed, full of grief.

One of the bald men with a fierce face couldn't help but say, "Master Chen, is Brother Qin really just unconscious? Is he okay?"

A burly man next to him was even more worried. He punched the wall and growled, "Damn Zheng Weilong!"

Chen Fuyun's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced at the burly man, "If you make a noise again and disturb his rest, I will throw you out!"

The burly man's face suddenly changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "I was wrong, I won't do it again!"

He was angry for a while and forgot that Qin Wende was still there.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened gently, and everyone turned their heads to look.

"Qing..." Chen Fuyun just started to speak, but suddenly stopped, without saying anything.

"Xiaoxuan!" The bald man and others looked at Qin Xuan in surprise. They had seen Qin Xuan, but most of them were three years ago. Qin Xuan's face had changed in the past few years, but he could still recognize him at a glance.

"Uncle Liu! Uncle Hu! Uncle De!" Qin Xuan walked in and nodded to the three of them one by one.

These three were brothers who had followed his father through life and death. Qin Xuan respected them very much in his previous life. Unfortunately, they were all imprisoned by Chen Zixiao in their previous life, which was a lifelong regret.

Even though they were imprisoned, these three never betrayed, so Qin Xuan still respected them.

"Xiao Xuan, when did you come?" The old man with half white hair, nearly fifty years old, but whose figure made his peers ashamed, asked.

"I came yesterday!" Qin Xuan looked at Uncle De and said softly.

"Alas!" Uncle De sighed, "Don't worry, Xiao Xuan, Master Chen just said that Wende was just in a coma due to concussion, it's not a big deal!"

Qin Xuan nodded, "I know!"

He knew what was going on in Qin Wende's body.

Although the poison of the Soul-Breaking Hand was cleaned up, he was in a coma because his body functioned and his spirit was concussed.

I believe it won't take long, and he will wake up today.

De Bo and the other two looked at Qin Xuan, sighed softly, looked at each other, and left quietly.

Chen Fuyun also left and nodded respectfully to Qin Xuan.

After everyone left, Qin Xuan walked to the bedside, and he gentlyHe squatted down gently and looked at Qin Wende.

He looked carefully, not skimming over every detail.

The familiar wrinkles on that face, and even a white hair on that black hair.

This face, he had been haunted in his past life, and he didn't know how much guilt he carried.

He gently held Qin Wende's hand. At this moment, he was no longer the Wanzai Qing Emperor, but just a child.

Qin Xuan was silent, and he remembered a lot of past lives.

Finally, Qin Xuan slowly stood up, and he gently placed his palm on Qin Wende's shoulder.

"Thirty years of father respecting son, thirty years of son respecting father!"

"Dad, the mountain on your shoulders!"

"I'll carry it for you!"

As the words fell, he smiled, accompanied by the sunshine of the rising sun. At this moment, he was no longer arrogant as the Qing Emperor.

...

Outside the room, De Bo and others sat together in deep thought, and no one spoke.

Suddenly, a young man came running over, greeted the three people one by one, and then said cautiously: "Qin Wenjun is here!"

Qin Wenjun! ?

The three people were all startled and stood up suddenly, even Chen Fuyun couldn't help but frown slightly.

Qin Wenjun, the eldest son of Old Master Qin and the elder brother of Qin Wende?

Why is he here?

This time Qin Wende was injured, and no one else knew the news except them. Even Shen Xinxiu was not told, fearing that she would worry. How did Qin Wenjun get the news?

Amid the four people's doubts, a figure slowly came.

Qin Wenjun, gentle and elegant, with a slightly solemn and heavy face.

After he walked in, he looked at the four people and couldn't help frowning, "Where is Wende?"

"Secretary Qin!" Debo and others hurriedly bowed. Qin Wenjun is a powerful figure in the power center of a province near Jiangnan, not comparable to people like them who are in the underground world.

"I'm asking about Wende!" Qin Wenjun's words were cold, sweeping over the three people, and finally falling on Chen Fuyun's body, his expression eased a little.

"Brother Qin is still in the room, Qin Xuan is with him!" De Bo said hurriedly.

"Qin Xuan is also here?" Qin Wenjun was slightly startled, and then nodded, "Okay, take me to see him!"

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Thirty years of father respecting son, thirty years of son respecting father; the meaning is the same as thirty years ago, the father raised the son, and thirty years later, the son was filial to the father. Note that there is no word "see", one word difference, the meaning is very different.