Rarely affectionate

For a moment, Yuan Cheng's expression froze for a moment, and then he said "Oh" without emotion: "How did you die?"

"While traveling, I was killed by a bomb hidden under the car! Not even the body was left behind! It happened at the gate of Chinatown in New York. It has already caused a sensation, and it will be reported in the newspapers tomorrow!"

"Then," Yuan Cheng's face remained motionless when he asked this question, "—who did it?"

After a long period of silence, the driver stammered and whispered: "It's... the mercenaries of the Tijuana family in Mexico. They have already claimed responsibility for Mr. Yuan Xingyan's death."

Yuan Cheng was silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Lang Bai: "I remember a young man among your friends named Ike? Kuriakan? Tijuana, is that so?"

Lang Bai looked at his father calmly: "Yes."

"Abai, do you have anything to explain?"

"Father, do you want me to explain what you think about this?"

Yuan Cheng raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be very disapproving of Lang Bai's provocative tone: "What do you think? I have never had any opinion on this stupid way of murder. Extreme violence should be more low-key, not so arrogant and high-profile that everyone knows it." , This approach is really too low-level. Ah Bai, it doesn’t seem like you will make a mistake!”

"You're wrong, father." Lang Bai stood on the dusty floor of the living room of the apartment, looking at his father just a few steps away.Although his gaze and tone were very calm, and his figure was lonely and thin, his aura was not inferior to Yuan Cheng's at all.

"—The arrogant and high-profile way of assassination is not my mistake, but the salute. The salute to celebrate the first important birthday in my life. Don't you think? The salute made of flames and flesh is better than those extravagant ceremonies. Fireworks are much more grand, aren't they?"

"..." Yuan Cheng's face changed, but he didn't say a word.

It took him a long time before he asked in a low voice: "Yuan Xingyan was one of the elders of the Yuan family who interrogated you when you were in the United States. Is it because of this reason that you killed him?"

Lang Bai shook his head, "No, father. That interrogation didn't cause me any unbearable harm, and you imagined me as a bit too vengeful."

"why!"

"..." Lang Bai was silent for a while, and said: "Before I left the United States, I tried to meet him. I told him that I am your illegitimate child without a surname. It is almost full. I want to have the identity recognized by the Yuan family." ... I want to be crowned with the Yuan surname, and I want to enter the family tree of the Yuan family.

Of course, he refused. "

Lang Bai's tone was very calm, but Yuan Cheng's face changed suddenly.

"Through my understanding of your father for more than ten years, I know that you have no intention of giving me the surname Yuan. Forced coercion cannot make you give in. The only possibility is to invite several elders to join forces to put pressure on you. , and then revised the family tree. However, Yuan Xingyan's refusal cut off this possibility....You can imagine my anger."

There was no trace of anger on Lang Bai's face, but Yuan Cheng knew that his youngest son seldom showed his emotions on his face, and all his hidden and monstrous anger was suppressed in the darkest bottom layer of his heart!

"I told old Mr. Yuan Xingyan that if he insists on his own opinion, then the day of my birth will become his death day! But he obviously didn't take my words to heart. Maybe this is a common problem of old people... Stubbornly thinking that this The world is still in the palm of their hands, and their eyes only see the glory and glory of the past, but they cannot see that they have been put on the neck of a knife!"

Lang Bai's voice paused, and an expression similar to a smile appeared on his face: "The result is as you can see, father. Now do you still want to wish me a happy birthday?"

From a long time ago, Yuan Cheng had a secret knowledge: he knew that the illegitimate son who was ignored by everyone had more talent to lead the underworld family than the eldest son Yuan Xiao.

He is intelligent by nature, calm, cautious, harsh, cold, good at bewitching, and ruthless.

Today, on the night before the younger son's birthday, this cognition became several times and dozens of times clearer than before.

In the old living room, the cold moonlight shone through the window lattice, and the walls and furniture cast large shadows on the floor.Lang Bai stood at the junction of the black shadows, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, the exposed part was pale and indifferent, expressionless.

Yuan Cheng closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he changed into a mocking expression: "But Ah Bai, what's the use of killing Yuan Xingyan? Even if it's a salute, it has to be of some practical use, don't tell me Said that you just got a psychological comfort or something..."

"No, it's not psychological comfort, but psychological coercion." Lang Bai said coldly, "It's psychological coercion to you, father!"

Yuan Cheng frowned, "...What do you mean?"

"Like the literal meaning. Do you think killing one person is enough to appease my anger? You imagine me too kindly." Lang Bai pointed out the window, his fingers were extraordinarily delicate and slender under the moonlight, full of An indescribably peaceful beauty, "Father, Yuan Xingyan died as the first person when the clock struck midnight, but that didn't end. When dawn comes, you will hear the death knell of the second person! … It's useless to stop it, at twelve noon today, the Yuan family will lose their third elder forever!"

He put down his fingers and turned to look at Yuan Cheng, with a cold smile on his lips: "One after another, one after another. Until my birthday is over, the death knell will never end, you can always listen to it It echoes in your ears..."

Yuan Cheng closed his eyes.

He didn't speak for a long time, and there was no expression on his face, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking or what he was going to do.

It took a long time before he opened his eyes, stared at Lang Bai, and asked, "Why do you want to coerce me psychologically? You don't just do it for fun with such a big thing, do you?"

"What do you think I want, an apartment full of disgusting memories?" Lang Bai looked at Yuan Cheng, and smiled coldly: "——Are you kidding, you can keep it for yourself."

Yuan Cheng didn't speak, judging from the subtle movements on his face, he seemed to have gritted his teeth tightly.

"I want to enter the family tree of Yuan's family. I want an aboveboard identity. Just like what I asked Yuan Xingyan, when you agree to my request, when will I stop this massacre. Otherwise, you can just try and see Let's see if your power and means as the head of the Yuan family can block the butcher knife I cut down!"

As soon as Lang Bai finished speaking, Yuan Cheng suddenly turned around and shouted, "Come here!!"

Several of his personal bodyguards ran up from the stairs, one by one as if facing a formidable enemy: "Yes, Mr. Yuan!"

"Bring him back to me for house arrest!" Yuan Cheng pointed at Lang Bai and shouted sharply: "Without my permission, he is not allowed to step out of the room, and no one is allowed to go in to see him! Now, immediately!!"

Those personal bodyguards hesitated for a moment, then bowed to Lang Bai: "Young master, please!"

Lang Bai glanced at them indifferently, then turned to Yuan Cheng.His gaze at this time can be called sympathy or pity - no one has ever shown such a gaze when facing Yuan Cheng!He is really the first to speak out!

"You'd better move quickly, there are only a few hours left before dawn. I don't mind cutting down the butcher knife on the so-called relatives."

Yuan Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

A bodyguard reached out to hold Lang Bai's shoulder, but he flung it off lightly.Then he stood up straight and walked out the door gracefully.Those bodyguards followed behind the young master as if he was facing an enemy, and he turned his head slightly and commanded condescendingly: "When the American newspaper comes out tomorrow morning, fax a copy to my room. I want to enjoy it."

"Yes Yes!"

Lang Bai turned his head and passed Yuan Cheng in an instant.Yuan Cheng suddenly turned his head to look at him, only to see him disappearing at the door of the apartment without looking back.

This moment is 58:[-] in the morning, which can still be called midnight.

But it was only a few hours before dawn!

Dawn in the traditional sense refers to the overlapping of white and black filaments. When the sun shines on it, the human eye can distinguish the white filaments from the black filaments. At that time, it is called Dawn.Lang Bai prefers to pay attention to this one. Yuan Cheng reckons that it is early winter, and the dawn will be postponed until around five o'clock in the morning.

In other words, with only three hours left, Lang Bai will ring the death knell for his birthday again!

Yuan Cheng didn't know who he would attack, but it was nothing more than the few elders who lived in seclusion in the United States, and they could only be the few who had interrogated him.He quickly ordered his subordinates to get in touch with those old people, and immediately told them to be vigilant, otherwise their lives would be in danger!

It looks easy, but this matter is extremely sensitive to Yuan Cheng, and it can even be called very difficult.

First of all, it is already afternoon in the United States at this time, and it is very difficult to contact those old people. After all, Yuan Cheng was tough and important when he was in the United States, which made these old stubborn people very unhappy—not to mention that there was murder between them. Vengeance!

After finally contacting them one by one, Yuan Cheng had to explain to them clearly what happened in a very short time.Can he just say that my youngest son wants your life?Obviously not!In this case, Yuan Cheng himself will also be implicated!So when he explained to those elders, it was unavoidable that he was vague.

But those old men are all alive, even if there is even the slightest sign of ambiguity in Yuan Cheng's words, they will catch it and try their best to find out!Think about it, they killed Yuan Cheng's father back then, and Yuan Cheng killed their son, could such hatred not be deep?Moreover, as soon as the news of Yuan Xingyan's death spread, Yuan Cheng called to warn them. How could we not let them suspect Yuan Cheng's relationship in this murder?

It was extremely difficult to communicate between the two factions. Yuan Cheng asked the elders to prepare quickly and be vigilant, but these old people were completely wary of and even suspicious of Yuan Cheng, and they almost believed that Yuan Cheng was the murderer of Yuan Xingyan. !

As a result, Yuan Cheng hadn't been able to fully contact all the elders of the Yuan family who lived in seclusion in the United States until after four o'clock in the morning, and among those who had already been contacted, he hadn't fully explained the situation to them.

Yuan Cheng looked at the clock and knew it was too late.

Everything is too late.

It was 10 minutes before five o'clock, through the crystal clock face of the grandfather clock, Yuan Cheng could almost see Lang Bai's indifferent, delicate and calm face.

This youngest son, who was once ignored or even despised by everyone, perfectly demonstrated to him his ability to analyze people's hearts.He saw through the suspicion between Yuan Cheng and those elders, and successfully used these suspicions to put Yuan Cheng in an indisputable situation, and intentionally or unintentionally pushed Yuan Xingyan's death on Yuan Cheng's head.

"Mr. Yuan," Zhou Zhengrong pushed open the door, barely daring to look at Yuan Cheng, his voice hesitating, "I'm sorry, your uncle in the United States, one of the elders of the Yuan family, Mr. Yuan Xingjing, he..."

"How did you die?" Yuan Cheng interrupted him in a cold tone.

"Yes, it's the news just now that when he was sitting in the car preparing to go to church, a bullet was shot from a height and pierced his heart, and he couldn't be saved on the spot... It was a call from the US a few minutes ago. came to inform..."

There was a loud bang, and Yuan Cheng jumped up against the crime, his expression so terrifying that it made people shudder: "Didn't I tell them not to go out!"

Zhou Zhengrong didn't dare to raise his head: "Yes, yes, yes..." It took him a while to muster up the courage, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Yuan, should we continue to contact the elders in the United States?"

Yuan Cheng suddenly lifted his foot and kicked over the table, and with a bang, he said coldly and word by word: "No, let's go!"

"Go, go, what are you going to do?"

"Go get that Ike? Kuriakan? Tijuana!!"

"Yes!!" Zhou Zhengrong didn't wait for Yuan Cheng's second order, and immediately retreated quickly!

As a result, Yuan Cheng found that even this little thing that is usually easy to do, is now very difficult for him to do!

First, Ike?Kuriakan?Tijuana's status is definitely not low. Although his limelight in school is completely overshadowed by several of his classmates, he is a well-deserved prince figure in the underworld field at the border of Mexico and the United States.

There are six major gangster families in Mexico, named Curiacan, Guadalajara, Juárez, Matamoros, Sonora and Tijuana.These six families have divided up the largest underworld territory extending from Mexico to the US border, and their strength must not be underestimated.

The high status of Ike's classmate can be seen from his name: his middle name is Curiakan, and his last name is Tijuana!This shows that he has the direct lineage of two families at the same time, and he is a legitimate son of a political marriage!

Generally speaking, political marriage creates greater power, and this power will eventually fall to the direct son of two bloodlines, and Ike?Kuriakan?Tijuana just happened to have such an identity - such a noble status, no different from the prince Yuan Xiao in the underworld in Southeast Asia.

Besides, the Yuan family is too far away from the people in Mexico, and they are almost inseparable. There is no need for them to come to see you early in the morning, and there is no need to listen to your orders!

Yuan Cheng gritted his teeth, and said to himself, well, there are still seven hours until twelve o'clock at noon, anyway, you are still in Hong Kong, so I will go directly to you.I can't make those old men in the United States listen to me, but I will talk to you about the head office face to face, right?

But Yuan Cheng miscalculated again.

The reason is simple-he found Ike at eight or nine o'clock in the morning?Kuriakan?Tijuana, and the young master of the Tijuana family was so drunk that he was still sleeping in the presidential suite of the hotel!

This is conceivable, he was still happily celebrating Lang Bai's birthday the night before, drank so much alcohol, smoked marijuana, maybe took some other exciting drugs, and took away an enthusiastic Huo's beautiful chick... he is only sleeping soundly now, so it must be considered that he is in good health.If someone else were to be replaced, it is estimated that he would have to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment due to alcohol poisoning.

When Yuan Cheng felt the hotel, several subordinates of the Tijuana family deeply apologized to him: Our young master really couldn't wake up. He just got up and went to the toilet, but he fell straight down in the toilet. It was us Helped him to bed... How about changing the time?How about talking about it tomorrow?

……

What's up!Those elders of the Yuan family might be killed tomorrow!

The confidant bodyguard asked for instructions: "President Yuan, the situation is urgent, why don't you force your way in."

Yuan Cheng gritted his teeth hard in the hotel, and managed to restrain Ike?Kuriakan?Tijuana classmate's impulse to be smashed into meat, "No way. Forget it, let's go."

Yuan Cheng is quite sober: After all, is there any deep hatred between my classmate Ike and the Yuan family?No, the Tijuana family is in the killer business, and the young master is friends with Lang Bai. He is loyal and obedient to Lang Bai, and is willing to use his own killer to kill for Lang Bai. You Yuan Cheng can control this?

Even if Lang Bai didn't pay Ike at all, he still had a reason: I'm friends with him!I don't collect money from my friends, I am willing to give him free!What do you think?

Just Ike?When Tijuana asked such a straightforward question, Yuan Cheng had no words to answer...

Hitman companies are like this. Enemies fight back and forth, but no one has ever sought revenge against the killer company. Everyone knows that the killer is just a knife that obeys money.Ike is willing to give Lang Bai a [-]% discount or simply free, that is the freedom of the killer company.If Yuan Cheng wanted to stop all this, he had to start with Lang Bai instead of going to another killer company.

Otherwise, it would violate the rules of the underworld, and it would be a big laughing stock if it spread!

Yuan Cheng remained silent, and didn't look for Ike again?Tijuana, he left the hotel without saying a word.

It was almost ten o'clock at this time, and there were less than two hours left before the third death knell predicted by Lang Bai.

In less than two hours, the Yuan family will receive the third bad news of the day!

Sitting in the car on the return journey, Yuan Cheng stared at the front window all the time, expressionless, without saying a word.The direction of the return trip was Yuan's house. His youngest son, who was under house arrest, was trapped in the mansion, his personal freedom was restricted, he could not answer the phone, he could not send messages, and he was cut off from all contact with the outside world.

But the revenge plan he carefully arranged has always been running smoothly and orderly. Even Yuan Cheng, who is stronger, more powerful and experienced than him, is helpless!

Enduring under Yuan's family's negligence and his father's coercion for a full 12 years, this is the first time that Lang Bai showed his sharp fangs to Yuan Cheng.Although Yuan Cheng knew that his youngest son had fangs, this was the first time he discovered that Lang Bai's fangs were actually poisonous!

Yuan Cheng sighed, so low that almost no one could hear him.

He used to think that when he was Lang Bai's age, he was more patient and shrewd than Lang Bai... Now it seems that he was completely wrong!