At Shuanglongtang headquarters, two dragons are discussing.

"Brother, no matter what the price is, we have to get Xiao Yan back."

Zhou Yong has no children. He has always treated his nephew as his own son, and his affection is not much less than that of Zhou Qiang, a father.

Hearing his brother's words, Zhou Qiang felt a little relieved, but when he thought about the conditions of Falcon Hall, he frowned: "But the property in Huainan and Huaixi is almost a quarter of my property in Shuanglong Hall, plus 20 million

Cash is equivalent to asking for half of my Double Dragon Hall!"

Zhou Yong nodded, Falcon Hall is really too open-minded!

Especially when he thought of that guy Xiao Chen, he felt itchy with hatred!

While the two were discussing, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Zhou Qiang picked up the phone and looked at the unfamiliar number on the screen.

For some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Hello?"

Zhou Qiang pressed the answer button.

"Boss Zhou, right?"

"who are you?"

A somewhat hoarse voice came from the receiver.

"Who are you?"

"Boss Zhou, there's no need to ask me who I am. I have news that should be of interest to Boss Zhou."

"what news?"

"I just received news from within Falcon Hall that your son Zhou Yan is dead."

"What?!"

When Zhou Qiang heard this, he stood up suddenly.

"If Boss Zhou doesn't believe it, you can find a way to verify it yourself... Boss Zhou, please forgive me and accept the change!"

After the hoarse voice over there said that, he didn't give Zhou Qiang a chance to speak and hung up the phone directly.

"Hello? Hello?"

Zhou Qiang shouted several times, but there was no other sound except beeps.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly called back and was informed that the phone had been shut down.

boom!

Zhou Qiang sat down on the chair, and his cell phone slid to the ground.

Xiaoyan is dead?

He couldn't believe it.

"Brother, what happened?"

Seeing his elder brother's reaction, Zhou Yong hurriedly asked.

"Ayong, someone just told me that Xiaoyan is dead..."

Zhou Qiang looked at his younger brother and said feebly.

"Who? Xiaoyan?"

Zhou Yong didn't react at first, but when he did, his eyes widened.

Nephew is dead?

How can this be?

"Impossible, isn't he at Falcon Hall? We just saw him on the video!"

Zhou Yong couldn't believe it and shouted loudly.

"But the person on the phone said that Xiaoyan is dead."

Zhou Qiang's mind was a little blank, and his eyes even felt a little dizzy.

"No, it's impossible...Who said that? Brother, maybe someone is joking!"

Zhou Yong clenched his fists, he couldn't believe it.

Zhou Qiang felt a little relieved after hearing his brother's words. Yes, you can't believe that your son is dead just based on a phone call, right?

He bent down to pick up the cell phone and made a few calls.

As the calls came one after another, his face became more and more ugly. Although he did not get the exact information, someone said on the phone that something did happen at the Falcon Hall headquarters... As for what it was, it was unclear.

After some inquiries and no definite information, Zhou Qiang finally couldn't bear it anymore and called Huang Xing directly.

Toot…

It took a long time before the phone was answered, and Huang Xing's voice rang: "Boss Zhou..."

"Huang Xing, where is my son?!"

Zhou Qiang was too lazy to talk nonsense to Huang Xing and asked loudly.

"..."

Huang Xing was silent for a few seconds, and Zhou Qiang really got the news!

"Huang Xing, what the hell are you talking to me about? Where is my son?!"

Seeing Huang Xing's silence, Zhou Qiang's heart sank. Could something really have happened?

"Boss Zhou, I express my condolences and surrender... Zhou Yan was killed."

Huang Xing was silent for a few seconds and said slowly.

"After I came back from Longteng Club, I went to see Zhou Yan and found that his neck had been cut..."

"..."

Zhou Qiang couldn't hear what Huang Xing said at all. Only a few key words 'killed' and 'cut the neck' echoed in his ears.

"Brother..."

Zhou Yong looked at his eldest brother's expression and was shocked. Could something really happen to his nephew?

"Xiaoyan...he...is dead."

After Zhou Qiang finished speaking with a trembling voice, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Brother..."

Zhou Yong hurriedly supported Zhou Qiang, and his eyes became red.

"Hello? Boss Zhou, Zhou Yan's death was an accident... Someone killed him and wanted to take the opportunity to provoke a war between Falcon Hall and Shuanglong Hall..."

Although Huang Xing knew that such an explanation was feeble, he had to explain himself and make a last-ditch effort.

"Huang Xing, is my nephew really dead?"

Zhou Yong grabbed the phone and shouted inside.

"Well, it was an accident..."

"Huang Xing, you fucking wait... I want your Falcon Hall to bury my nephew with him... I want to use your heads and blood to scare my nephew!"

Zhou Yong also swayed and shouted loudly inside.

"..."

"You will all die and wait for my revenge from Shuanglongtang!"

After Zhou Yong yelled, he slammed his phone to the ground.

"Xiaoyan is dead..."

At this time, Zhou Qiang also calmed down a little, but he still couldn't believe it.

He is such a son!

"Brother, we must avenge Xiaoyan!"

Zhou Yong had a fierce look on his face.

revenge?

Zhou Qiang looked at his younger brother, his somewhat dull eyes slowly regained some brightness.

That's right, my son is dead and I have to avenge him!

"Brother, we want Xiao Yan to be buried with him at Falcon Hall! We need to cut off Huang Xing's head to pay homage to Xiao Yan's spirit in heaven!"

After Zhou Yong finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

"Ayong, what are you going to do?"
To be continued...