Zhongbao Qian snorted heavily and led the people away.

"Master, hold on."

"When you get back to the provincial capital, I will take you to the hospital immediately."

"It will definitely be cured."

After getting in the car, Qian Zhongbao said comfortingly to Qian Hao.

Qian Hao's face turned pale from pain.

Lying in the car, his face was distorted and his body was twitching, he said with difficulty.

"I let him die!"

"Let him die!"

The car quickly got onto the highway, but before it had gone far, the car suddenly braked suddenly.

He threw Qian Hao directly from the back seat.

"ah!"

"How to drive!"

Qian Hao was sweating profusely and cursed in pain.

"The big truck in front suddenly stopped."

The driver replied nervously, then opened the window, stuck his head out and cursed.

"Can you drive..."

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, blood suddenly splattered.

The driver's head was directly penetrated by the flying bullet.

Qian Zhongbao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, his face changed drastically and he exclaimed.

Before he could react, the large truck in front suddenly reversed quickly.

And behind the car, at some point, a large truck also drove up.

One behind the other, the two cars sandwiched Qian Hao's car in the middle.

With a bang, it was crushed on the spot.

Qian Hao and Qian Zhongbao died violently, their bodies bloody and bloody.

The bodyguards in the other cars had frightened faces and were stunned.

Stop the car and prepare to rescue people.

However, he was hit by two trucks, both of which were knocked away, and he was crushed to death on the spot.

He is clever and wants to escape.

But he was killed by flying bullets.

In just a few minutes, neither Qian Hao nor the people he brought survived.

A man in black walked out of the large truck.

Smiling contemptuously, he took out his cell phone and dialed.

"Good evening, Patriarch Qian."

The man in black's tone was contemptuous, with a hint of joking.

"Who are you?"

"How do you know my phone number?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was low, calm and authoritative.

"Young Master of the Pluto Palace, you should have heard something about it."

The voice of the man in black was frivolous and cynical.

The room opposite was full of money, and he sat upright all of a sudden.

Young Master of Hades Palace?!

Although he was in Jiangzhou, he still heard about some things about Yunhai.

The young master of the Hades Palace was born out of nowhere.

At the birthday party of Wanrong Group Chairman Zhang Biao, Zhang Biao was killed in public.

A high-profile announcement of the strong return of the Palace of Hades.

Later, he supported Su Qingya, president of the Yunhai Su Group, and became the leader of the Yunhai Business Alliance.

The Yang family's plot against Yun Hai in the provincial capital was ruined, and even Yang Ke lost his life.

It also gave the young master of Hades Palace a certain reputation in the provincial capital.

He just didn't expect that the young master of Hades Palace would call him in the middle of the night.

"Is something wrong?" Qian Mantang asked in a deep voice.

"It's nothing, I just want to inform you of something."

"Your son Qian Hao has offended my Pluto Palace."

"So, I killed him."

"Hurry up and try to have a second child, hahahaha!"

What?!

Qian Mantang's head buzzed, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"You killed my son?"

Unfortunately, the other party has hung up the phone.

Qian Mantang was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking, and he quickly dialed the number for Qian Hao.

No one answered!

Qian Mantang called Qian Zhongbao again, but no one answered either.
Chapter completed!