"Who killed my son?" Zhang Baiyan glanced at the surrounding people, and his eyes were a little red, "Who can tell me that there are many rewards!"

There were a few people who stayed there, but they did not answer Zhang Baiyan's words because they didn't know who killed Zhang Chunhui.

They cannot answer this question.

Seeing this, Zhang Luojin asked in another way: "Who can see what happened at that time? Just stand up and talk about it, and there will be rewards."

A man immediately took a step forward and spoke out everything he saw at that time.

"At that time, Mr. Zhang was chasing Mr. Mo. After Mr. Mo ran into this alley, Mr. Zhang followed him. When Mr. Zhang entered the alley, he paused for a moment, and then fell directly to the ground, while Mr. Mo was still running."

After the man finished speaking, he closed his mouth and suggested that Zhang Luo Jin have agreed to reward.

"that's all?"

"Yes, that's it. If you don't believe it, you can ask them."

Zhang Luojin took out three spirit grains and threw them to the man.

"Take it."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." After harvesting three spirit grains, the man immediately left, and there was no point in staying in this place.

Zhang Luojin pondered for a while, then came to Zhang Baiyan and expressed his opinion.

"Brother, I feel that they are all illusions." Zhang Luojin didn't believe that Zhang Chunhui would die suddenly and there was no sign of anything.

"Third brother, do you think Mo Wu killed Chunhui?"

"Impossible brother, don't you know who Mo Wu is? He can't have the ability to kill Chunhui."

"Who killed my son!" Zhang Baiyan's mood was a little unstable. He was very sad when his only son died.

To be honest, Zhang Luojin couldn't figure out who Zhang Chunhui died at.

"Brother, let's take Chunhui's body back first." Zhang Luojin signaled the two guards to lift Zhang Chunhui up, "Wait for the Mo family to come, you will say you killed Chunhui."

Zhang Baiyan's fist was clenched tightly, and the sound of bone cracking sounds was heard. Their Zhang family was far less powerful than the Mo family.

His son died, and I don’t know who the murderer was, but I can only say that he killed him.

This is the pathetic nature of the weak!

Zhang Luojin patted his elder brother on the shoulder. Mo Wuwei died, and his nephew Zhang Chunhui died. He actually felt relieved.

Mo Wuyi died, their entire Zhang family was buried with him!

...

Fengcheng, Zhang family.

At the door of the Zhang family, Zhang Chunhui's body was being placed at this moment. Zhang Luojin stood aside, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Zhang Chunhui's father Zhang Baiyan is not in this place.

Mo Wu, Mo Youwei and Mo Shanhu had already arrived at the door of the Zhang family.

"Zhang Family, you are so brave! You actually want to kill our Mo family." Zhang Chunhui's body on the ground only made a little clear about the anger in Mo Youwei's heart.

When Mo Wu saw Zhang Chunhui's body, he was very curious and kicked it.

"Grandpa, is this guy dead?"

"Yes." Mo Youwei nodded and answered his grandson. He could not feel Zhang Chunhui's breath.

Mo Youwei felt no discomfort when his grandson interrupted his question in disguise.

"Zhang Chunhui, dog thing!" Mo Wu kicked Zhang Chunhui's body again, and then said with a smile, "Didn't you chase me so fiercely just now? Why are you lying here and still moving? Didn't you play too much last night and can't run during the day..."

"Mo Wu." Mo Shanhu interrupted Mo Wu's words and signaled him to shut up.

Mo Wu's head couldn't help but shrink and he obediently closed his mouth.

"Shanhu, it's nothing to let Wuer talk about."

"Forget it, grandpa, I have always been magnanimous and never bothered with dead people." Mo Wu shook his hand very proudly.

The silent Zhang Luojin really wants to say something.

When you say this, won’t your conscience hurt?

"Zhang Chunhui..."

Mo Shanhu, who had just spoken, was interrupted by Zhang Luojin's words. It was time for him to tell the story he had made up.

"He died at the hands of my elder brother. When Zhang Chunhui went out today, my elder brother felt that he had something wrong with him... Who would have thought that he would go crazy? My elder brother had already broken up the relationship between father and son with him when he killed him. How to deal with Zhang Chunhui's body is up to your Mo family to decide."

After leaving the Zhang family's responsibilities clean, Zhang Jinluo fell into silence again.

"Our Mo family is not unreasonable. Since Zhang Baiyan and Zhang Chunhui have broken off the relationship between father and son and have killed Zhang Chunhui, this matter will be separated." Mo Shanhu looked at his father and nodded by Mo Youwei.

Mo Shanhu, who didn't know the truth, admired Zhang Baiyan a little, and actually had the courage to kill his son.

So far, Mo Shanhu has not learned from Mo Wu why Zhang Chunhui attacked him.

"Father, Mo Wu, let's go."

After the three of them left, Zhang Luojin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he was glad that the three Mo family members did not intend to ask for Zhang Chunhui's body. He promised his elder brother and sister-in-law to try his best to protect Zhang Chunhui's body.

...

Fengcheng Mo family.

Mo Xinrong, who learned that Zhang Chunhui was chasing Mo Wu, was now at the door of the Mo family.

"Grandpa, father, why are you back so soon? How are you going?" Mo Xinrong asked immediately when he saw the three of them coming back.

"We didn't attack the Zhang family when Zhang Baiyan killed Zhang Chunhui," Mo Shanhu answered.

The development of the matter was beyond Mo Xinrong's expectations. She glanced at Mo Wu and immediately went over to grab Mo Wu's ear.

"It hurts, Sister Xinrong, what are you doing?"

"Okay, Mo Wu, I just praised you at noon today, but as soon as I went out today, you caused trouble. Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

"Grandpa, look at Sister Xinrong." Mo Wu immediately asked Mo Youwei for help, and he was very cowardly in front of Mo Xinrong.

"Rong'er, let go of your cousin. How old is he? He still holds his ears." Mo Youwei just moved his mouth to stop him, because he could see that Mo Xinrong didn't use any force, and that Mo Wu was pretending.

Mo Wu's acting skills are too poor.

"Grandpa, don't worry, granddaughter, I won't let your grandson lose a hair."

"Sister Xinrong, let me go. I really didn't cause trouble this time. It was Zhang Chunhui's crazy." Mo Wujian asked for help from grandpa Mo Youwei and put the blame on a dead person.

"Grandpa, father, you guys are working hard first." Mo Xinrong let go of Mo Wu's ears, "Come here and tell me what happened, it proves that it was not your fault."
Chapter completed!