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Chapter 23 The Pain of Bereavement

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"My young master... was killed."

"What..." Situ Bo still couldn't believe it. His eyes opened like gongs.

The men over there were trembling and told Situ Bo exactly what happened. The mobile phone in his hand slipped. Situ Bo's eyesight went dark. He fell straight down. Fortunately, he was saved by several men around him. His eyes were quick and his hands were quick to support him. He was pinching and calling nervously. It took Situ Bo a long time to open his eyes again. He looked at several of his subordinates who were weak and said: "Quickly, take me there..."

A series of thunder rumbled across the sky, as if to set off this sad scene, playing a piece of mourning. Under the heavy downpour, the old Situ Bo knelt on the rain-covered ground, letting the rain wash down on his body, holding him in his arms. He was holding his son's cold body, wailing heartbrokenly, and a group of subordinates looked as if they were facing the end of the world. Their faces were ugly, and they lowered their heads in silence. No one dared to step forward.

Who can understand the pain of losing a son in his old age? Who can understand the sorrow of a white-haired man leaving a black-haired man? His wife died early. His son is his only hope. From the moment his son was born He looked forward to it day and night, hoping that his son would grow up and become a promising person.

But God did not follow people's wishes. His son was dull by nature and usually did things carelessly. He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Although he hoped that his son would become a successful person, he also hoped that his precious son could spend his life safely. .In this case, he will help him work hard for his career. He will help him snatch it from the gang and then give it to him.

But he is so old and confused. How could he have forgotten that the fortune teller said back then that the woman has a tough life but his son has a cowardly temperament. If they insist on being together, the woman will kill his son. He has always kept it in mind before. Mr. Xu, although he seemed to be kind and kind to Chairman Xu's youngest daughter, secretly he warned Situ Bentang more than once not to get too close to Xu Yuan.

But now, when a tempting piece of pie was placed in front of him, and faced with the gang at his fingertips, he actually listened to what others said and was obsessed with letting two people hold a wedding. As a result, his son suffered an accident on the wedding day. It was himself. He sent his son to the point of no return.

He felt guilty, he blamed himself, he was heartbroken, and regretted even more. Now, his son is dead, and his life's hope has been shattered. What's the use of getting the Xuanwu Society? Yes, it's useless. His precious son is dead. What? All gone...

Situ Bo held Situ Bentang's body and cried with tears. He almost collapsed with sadness. He couldn't sleep since then. But all the sadness and despair turned into overwhelming hatred at this moment. Supporting him, he just stood up. In the past, no, he couldn't die yet. Even if he had to go down to accompany his son, he still had to accomplish one thing before his death. He wanted to avenge his precious son.

The culprit was Yanbin, but it was Xu Wish that indirectly killed his son. He would not let these two people go. He would make them pay with blood. Situ Bo's face became particularly twisted and ferocious.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Yanbin carefully protected Xu Wish in her arms and tried not to let the rain hit her. He increased the accelerator to the maximum and drove the heavy-duty motorcycle all the way to the apartment in the city center. He had to know Situ Bentang's situation in advance. His men were all a bunch of losers. He drove over here in a car. This way, he didn’t have to let her get wet with him in the rain. I heard that it’s best for pregnant women not to take medicine. I just hope she doesn’t catch a cold.

In fact, there was a reason why Yanbin rode here today. Facing Situ Bentang's powerful escort team, he was not absolutely sure that he could get the wish back. The main reason was that he was afraid that the two sides would get into a fight and hurt her and the child. So he simply He came alone on a bicycle. He made up his mind. As long as he made a wish and got into the car with him, he would be able to dodge quickly even if there was a hail of bullets behind him.

Who knew that those losers were so frightened by the fake explosives on his body that he easily left the scene with his wish. They also took the opportunity to kill the man who had made him almost crazy with jealousy in the past few days. Even Xu Qianglong and Dongfang Jinye is dead. How can this man who coveted her still live in this world?

Yanbin lowered his head and saw Xu Yuan huddled in his arms. Her pale face was leaning against the explosive bag at his waist. Her eyes were confused. He was probably worried that the explosive bag under his little head would suddenly explode. Or maybe he is praying that the rain will fall harder so that these explosives will be soaked by the rain and completely lose their effectiveness.

There is no use keeping this prop now. Moreover, him riding a bicycle into the city center dressed like this may really cause panic. Yanbin curled his lips slightly, leaned into Xu Yuan's ear and whispered softly: "Be good, help me. Take it off."

Xu Yuan was slightly stunned. She couldn't figure out what Yanbin meant. She raised her head and looked into his eyes. She immediately caught a trace of cunning in his dark eyes. Then she looked along his lowered eyes and immediately realized that he was talking about him. The ring of dynamite around the waist.

Solve it. Still don’t understand it. If you do it, there is a possibility that it will explode accidentally. Then they will all be wiped out. But if you don’t understand it, it will be frightening to keep sleeping like this. Maybe if she moves more gently...

Xu Yuan hesitated for a long time. Then she stretched out her two small hands and carefully untied the explosive pack tied to Yanbin's waist. Then she held it nervously in her hands and looked at Yanbin with wide eyes, waiting for him to tell her this. How to deal with things.

"Throw it away." Yanbin opened his lips slightly and said softly.

She was shocked when she made a wish. Even her beautiful eyes showed disbelief. She didn't like throwing away garbage, let alone such dangerous and terrifying "garbage".

Yanbin smiled even more heartily. He even freed up a hand to rub the wishful little head. His tone was full of doting: "Fool, just throw it away. It's fake."

Fake. Wishing's eyes widened even more. The astonishment in his eyes was no less than before. But he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This man is really smart. He actually had a ring of fake explosives tied around his body. It was in broad daylight. To rob someone boldly under the gaze of so many gunpoints is indeed his Yanbin style.

But when she thought about watching Situ Bentang die because of her, she couldn't tell whether she was angry or sad. She wanted to question Yanbin, but she was too tired now and didn't want to say a word. Maybe She should learn to be smarter. Just like Dongfang Jinye said, there is never a shortage of life and death in this world. She no longer has the mood or energy to care about other people's life and death. In comparison, she feels that her "living" is better than others' "Dead" is even sadder.


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