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Hearing this, Chen Bingwen's eyes were loose, and there was neither sadness nor joy on his face.

Chen Ningwu poked his neck and gritted his teeth: "Back then, at the foot of Mount Mang, you and grandma escaped, leaving our mother and son caught by bandits who were chasing us."

He panted heavily: "My mother was sold into a brothel by them, and I fell into the hands of human traffickers and was tortured. When I was at Dengzhou Railway Station, I saw you—do you know how excited I was? I thought my father would save me, and I was about to escape..."

"The result?" Chen Ningwu's eyes were scarlet: "He pretended not to know me, and said I was dirty, asking me not to touch him, and then left without looking back. How could he just leave like that!"

Chen Bingwen had a stalk in his heart, and his expression was complicated.

"I hate it!" Chen Ningwu growled, and suddenly laughed: "With this hatred, I survived and cultivated the sense of qi in a rainy night... yes, it is the sense of qi."

He stared at Chen Bingwen: "I have to thank you. You threw me to grandma when I was young. Grandma said that when she was a child, her great-grandfather used various spells to enlighten her, so it is no exception when I come here. Thanks to these Curse, I didn't die of humiliation like my mother. Chen Bingwen, I, Chen Ningwu, crawled out of hell alive..."

Speaking of this, he had a face full of sarcasm: "It's a pity that God doesn't open his eyes. You are protected by Zaoshengji. No matter how I deal with you, you can turn the crisis into safety by accident."

Chen Bingwen was not stupid, he was silent for a long time, and he said: "So you approached me back then to find out where my birth grave is?"

"That's right, as long as you can do some tricks on your living grave, once the foundation is broken, you will not be far from death." Chen Ningwu breathed out: "I have spent ten years on this. I went to study your living habits and found that you would send people to Geng province every two or three years, following this route, I found your grave."

"I originally thought that after more than ten years of planning, I would definitely be able to avenge my revenge, but I didn't expect that in the end-the success fell short..."

Chen Ningwu looked desperate, and suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood, which flowed down the corner of his mouth to the ground, staining it red.

Seeing this, Zhou Haochang couldn't bear it.

How ruthless Chen Bingwen must be to disregard the life and death of his own son for a little selfishness.

Now that Chen Ningwu will come back for revenge, it is entirely Chen Bingwen who will suffer the consequences.

Thinking of this, he and a group of bodyguards looked at Chen Bingwen.

Chen Bingwen was extremely calm. He commented: "What you said is very reasonable, well-founded, cadenced, and full of emotion. Once I was so infected by you, I almost forgot how arrogant you were when you just came in."

Zhou Haochang and the others opened their mouths, and turned their heads to look at Chen Ningwu who was on the ground.

Chen Ningwu's face froze, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat.

I only heard Chen Bingwen continue to say: "Do you think that as long as you do enough drama, I will definitely feel guilty and let you go because you are my own son, so you are so confident."

Chen Ningwu stopped coughing up blood and just stared at Chen Bingwen.

"You think too much."

Chen Bingwen's voice was cold, his breath became short of breath, and he said instead: "You think I'm successful and famous now, why haven't I married a wife and had children, instead I just adopted a few orphans by my side?"

Chen Ningwu's heart stopped beating, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

Chen Bingwen closed his eyes, lowered his voice, and said word by word, "Because I have no fertility at all."

"Impossible—" Chen Ningwu's eyes protruded and his body trembled.

The plot changed so fast that Zhou Haochang and the others were stunned.

Chen Bingwen continued: "The reason why I married your mother back then was purely because her natal family committed a crime and urgently needed a large sum of life-saving money. Her father had no choice but to ask my mother. It is also because your mother is well-educated and good-looking, she nodded and agreed to this marriage."

"I only found out after I got married that before something happened to her natal family, she had a childhood sweetheart fiancé. For her parents, she was able to bend and stretch." Chen Bingwen mocked: "In a few years, her fiancé returned from studying abroad. They hooked up again."

Chen Bingwen looked at Chen Ningwu: "As for you, you are just a villain. Back then, if it wasn't for breaking the rumors against me outside, it was more to appease my mother. Do you think I can keep you and sit on the position of the grandson of the Chen family?" Enjoy the glory and wealth, and live to this day?"

"Tell me, why should I save you?"

Speaking of this, Chen Bingwen's eyes were red, and after a violent cough, he staggered and fell on the chair.

The bodyguard next to him quickly picked up the kettle on the ground, unscrewed it and sent it up.

Childish and innocent!

Those who don't know are not guilty!

Thirty years ago at Dengzhou Railway Station, Chen Ningwu was just a child, so Chen Bingwen always felt guilty for not being able to save him.

But the one lying here now is the 40-year-old Chen Ningwu, the one who harbors hatred for him and tries his best to kill him.

How could Chen Bingwen spare him.

It should be known that letting the tiger go back to the mountain will cause endless troubles.

After taking two sips of water, Chen Bingwen took a breather. He looked at Chen Ningwu who was in a daze on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Take him back, let Master Lin abolish his dantian, and then find a reason to throw him into prison. , and find two more people to watch him, just don’t let him die.”

Chen Ningwu came back to his senses in an instant, panic rose on his face for the first time, "No, Chen...Dad, I was wrong, you can't treat me like this, um... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bodyguard who walked over picked up the white tablecloth covered in soot and blood and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Bingwen looked at Song Fengchen belatedly: "This, Mr. Song?"

The winner is king and the loser is Kou.

Song Fengchen waved his hand indifferently: "Since it's Mr. Chen's family business, you can make up your own mind."

Chen Bingwen nodded.

"However," Song Fengchen said hesitantly, "the matter of making a living foundation... Please forgive me for being powerless."

Thinking of this, Chen Bingwen was silent for a long time, Zaoshengji was ruined by Chen Ningwu, his good days are probably coming to an end.

He smiled wryly and said, "This is fate!"

He comforted himself: "Anyway, compared to other people, I have enjoyed the blessings for 60 years, and I should be content."

At this moment, there was another hasty knock on the door.