Murong Duanqiao was slapped several times by several brothers from the Zhao family, and then he faintly woke up.
He was seriously injured. Although he woke up, he still fell to the ground motionless.
At this time, Zhao Qianye walked over and squatted in front of him.
"Murong Duanqiao, how come you, the arrogant head of the family, are in such a state of desolation?"
"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, please forgive me. I sent people to deal with you before, and even asked Murong Lan to go undercover in your home, kill your parents, and plot to take over the Zhao family. These things have nothing to do with me. These are all the elders.
The elder made the decision."
In order to survive, Murong Duanqiao blamed the elder Murong Kushu for everything.
"Don't I know who you are? Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to ask you a question today, where is my son?"
"Have you, your son, not been found yet?"
Murong Duanqiao looked at Zhao Qianye in fear.
His son was taken away by members of the Murong family. Although it was Murong Chuixue who did it, it had nothing to do with him, the head of the family.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will cut out your tongue."
Hearing these words, Murong Duanqiao was immediately frightened and said quickly: "I, I told you everything, please don't kill me."
"Say it……"
Zhao Qianye roared.
"Mr. Zhao, in fact, your son is no longer in the hands of our Murong family. Murong Chuixue told me personally that your son was snatched away by a mysterious master."
After hearing this, Zhao Qianye stood up with a cigarette in his mouth.
He sighed deeply.
What Murong Duanqiao and Murong Chuixue said are basically the same.
When Murong Chuixue was dying, she had never met Murong Duanqiao, so there was no possibility that the two men would give confessions to each other.
Then there is only one possibility: his son was really snatched away by a mysterious man.
"Kill him..."
Zhao Qianye left a word and walked forward.
Now Murong Broken Bridge has no effect on him at all.
I once swore that no one from the Murong family would be left behind.
He showed no mercy today.
After experiencing the disappearance of his son, he saw with his own eyes the woman he loved so much, kneeling in front of him covered in blood and crying heartbreakingly.
This made Zhao Qianye change a lot, becoming more ruthless and merciless.
Zhao Qianye walked towards the top of the mountain alone, not letting anyone follow him.
Standing next to the cliff, he looked into the distance and couldn't help shouting into the air.
"Who are you? Who are you? Where did you take my son..."
There were waves of echoes in the air.
Now that Murong's family has been destroyed, although Murong Kushu escaped, Zhao Qianye has no intention of staying here anymore.
He missed his woman very much, wanted to go back to her, and wanted to hug her and fall asleep.
But where is my son? How will I explain it to my wife when I get back?
Zhao Qianye was very conflicted.
I wanted to go back, but I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to face Wang Chuxia.
Especially when he saw her pitiful eyes, Zhao Qianye would feel so heartbroken that he couldn't help himself.
"Zhao Qianye, go back. Your son is safe. Don't worry about going back..."
Suddenly there was a deep sound in the air.
Zhao Qianye immediately became nervous, raised his head and shouted into the air.
"Hey, senior, is my son in your hands? Can you return him to me?"
"Yes, he is with me, but he can't return it to you yet."
"Why, why can't you give it back to me? What are your intentions..."
Zhao Qianye was angry. His son belonged to him and Wang Chuxia. What right did others have to detain him?
"No reason, just because I am better than you, so what I say is the truth..."
The sounds in the air gradually became distant and soon disappeared.
"Old thief, bastard, just wait for me, I, Zhao Qianye, are at odds with you..."
Zhao Qianye yelled in the distance.
"Okay, let's talk about it later when you can come to me..."
The sound came again, and then fell into silence. No matter how Zhao Qianye shouted, no one responded. (To be continued)