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Chapter 1677 Spring and Autumn Dream

The moment Li Dabiao saw me, he was stunned for a moment.

I haven’t seen him for more than two years, and Li Dabiao is still as virtuous as before.

He has dyed red hair and a new tattoo on his neck.

No matter how you look at it, he looks arrogant.

The old accountant walked slowly to Li Dabiao on crutches.

He raised his hand, tilted Li Dabiao's chin with his cane, and asked with a smile:

"Young man, do you still recognize me?"

Li Dabiao held his head half up, he didn't dare to move, he just nodded slightly.

The old accountant turned his head, looked at everyone present, and said:

"You may not know that it took a lot of effort to find this little guy. In fact, we have been eyeing him for a long time, but there are always a few people around this guy who are looking for a door. We waited until the day before yesterday before we had the opportunity to get this guy.

The boy brought it here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned back and pointed at me and asked Li Dabiao:

"Let me ask you, do you know this person?"

Li Dabiao nodded blankly.

"know!"

"who is he?"

"My cousin's name is Chu Liu!"

As soon as I finished speaking, everyone looked at me with surprise in their eyes.

The old accountant seemed particularly satisfied with this effect. He continued:

"Then tell everyone, your cousin's father, your uncle, what is his name?"

Li Dabiao immediately replied without any hesitation:

"It seems to be called Chu Changfeng!"

"What does he do?"

The old accountant looked confident and asked slowly.

"I used to run around, and he seemed to be doing business, and he kept the sixth graders at my house. I was young at that time, so I don't remember much. I just heard my mother say that he later got involved in gambling, and I heard that he lost everything.

I owed a lot of money. Then he died..."

The old accountant was not satisfied with Li Dabiao's answer.

He shook his head and asked slowly:

"No, you missed a crucial paragraph. You want to tell everyone what he was like before he died?"

Li Dabiao's eyes blinked rapidly, as if he was remembering.

After a while, he glanced at me and said:

"I just remember that one day, several people suddenly carried a stretcher and took my uncle to my home. His hands and feet were all chopped off, and he was still wrapped in bloody bandages. He looked like a human stick..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Although these experts from thousands of disciplines here have never participated in that gambling game back then.

But most people know that after Merlot's disastrous defeat, his hands and feet were amputated.

And some people have already suspected that I am Mero's son.

Now that I, Li Dabiao, have described this, everyone is even more shocked.

And Li Dabiao's words took me back to the day I least like to remember.

I will never forget my father's desperate look and what he said to me.

That scene was like a nightmare from which you can never wake up.

It has been torturing me for so many years.

Glancing at me secretly, Li Dabiao continued:

"At that time, my uncle seemed to have told Chu Liu to never gamble and to be a normal person. But not long after, Chu Liu left my house. We don't know where he went. Later, when we saw him again in Habei

, he has become a con man..."

With that said, Li Dabiao looked at the old accountant as if begging for mercy and continued:

"Old man, that's all I know. I don't know anything else. I don't know anything about what their father and son did. Just let me go..."

The old accountant chuckled and gently slid his cane on Li Dabiao's neck.

"What's the rush? I still have questions to ask..."

"Did your uncle Chu Changfeng use any other names? For example, Merlot?"

Li Dabiao shook his head and said with a cry:

"I don't know. I've never heard the name Mero before..."

"Don't be afraid, if you haven't heard of it then you haven't heard of it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old accountant suddenly pointed towards Huo Yutong.

His expression changed at the same time, and he asked Li Dabiao gloomily:

"Where is she? Do you know her?"

Li Dabiao looked at Huo Yutong. At this moment, Huo Yutong frowned and stared at Li Dabiao indifferently.

Li Dabiao squinted his eyes and looked at Huo Yutong carefully.

After a while, he shook his head blankly and said:

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before!"

"normal!"

The old accountant said casually.

"Third brother is always cautious. He protects the third lady very well. You have never seen it before, and it is normal..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Yutong immediately took a step forward.

She looked at the old accountant and asked sternly:

"Old accountant, what do you mean? What do you want to prove by finding such a person? Do you want to prove that my husband is Chu Changfeng, or do you want to prove that Chu Liu is my son?"

The old accountant raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly:

"The third lady is really right, this is what I want to prove!"

"What about now? Besides knowing about Chu Changfeng's severed hands and feet, what else do you know? With these alone, what can you prove?"

The old accountant smiled slightly and said:

"When did the Third Madam become so impatient? Don't be impatient. You know that my old accountant always does things reasonably and well-founded. Otherwise, how could eldest brother keep such a bad old man like me to this day?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old accountant clapped his hands.


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