After that, Li Kun did not look at Lu Yiming's expression. He turned around and left.
All of a sudden, the three of them had left. In the huge study room, only Lu Yiming was left.
His hands were on his waist. The Hem of his suit was lifted slightly, revealing the snow-white shirt underneath.
His expression was also extremely bad. It was obviously because of Li Kun's last sentence before he left.
A mere Qu family. was he prepared to climb onto his head? !
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Lu Yiming suddenly bent down and flipped everything on the table to the ground!
The Ping Ping Ping sounds were incessant!
At that time, Li Kun just happened to walk downstairs.
Hearing the movements upstairs, he curled his thin lips in satisfaction and smiled coldly.
The most direct way to defeat a person was to make him betray his family... ...
..
On the outskirts of the city.
In an abandoned unfinished building.
Huo Ting led the previous troops and found the place where Yan Youcheng was imprisoned, but when Yan Jun went, everything was too late.
In front of the dilapidated iron door, Huo Ting looked at Yan jun with a heavy expression. "My condolences. "
"..."
Yan Jun did not say a word, but he gritted his teeth even harder.
After Huo Ting moved aside, Yan Jun reached out and pushed open the iron door that was almost corroded by the rust. There was still a chain as thick as a baby's wrist hanging on top of it, and under the chain hung a lock that was only left with half of it.
From the looks of it, it looked like it was split into two after being directly penetrated by a bullet.
The moment the door was opened, a thick, nauseating smell of blood instantly assailed his face!
A bright chandelier above his head lit up the entire room, as well as the skinny Yan Youcheng who was curled up on the cold ground.
His eyes were tightly shut, and his face was covered in blood.
The fingertips of his hands that were crossed in front of his chest were swollen, and there was a pool of dried blood on the ground. It was flowing out from his fingertips.
One of his legs was missing, and both of his feet were bare. It was unknown whether it was because the blood was no longer circulating, or because it was too cold, but it was already purple.
He was curled up on the cold ground alone, and there was not even a trace of warmth on his body.
It was like an ice-cold corpse.
Yan Jun stared at the scene in front of him, and in an instant, all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained.
He bent his knees and knelt down straight in front of Yan Youcheng.
Waves of hot air rose from his eyes, obscuring his vision.
His hands, which were hanging by his side, were also tightly clenched, and there was a "creak creak" sound that overflowed.
Yan Jun knelt on the spot just like that, removing all his usual dignity and arrogance. He was like a statue, not moving for a long time.
He had known since he was young that people were bound to die.
Especially after the sudden death of his elder brother Yan Qi, he understood what death meant. He also understood that no one in the world could escape death.
It was just that some people died early, while others died late.
In the past half a year, Grandfather's health had been deteriorating day by day. The attending physician had long warned him that he must recuperate well.
He had even thought that when Rao city was peaceful, he would come out and invite grandmother home. Then, he would bring Yu Han and Xiao puff back, and their family would have a good reunion.
In fact... ... He did not mind Yan Qing coming back. As long as GRANDPA could be happy, he could put down the many things in his heart ...
At that time, even if GRANDPA went, he would still be surrounded by his children and grandchildren.
However, he did not expect that this day would come so quickly... ... In fact, no one knew the exact time of GRANDPA's death ...