In the middle of the night, a masked man in black climbed up the wall. Even the mask couldn't cover the bruises on his forehead.

He had a scarred face. He put his hands on the wall and gently landed on the ground. He tiptoed towards the main room, thinking that Jia Haoren lived there.

When I came to the door, I pushed lightly, but found that it couldn't be pushed open. I turned around and tried to find a window to get in, but my eyes widened when I saw two more people climbing over the wall.

It can't be so tragic, right?

Scarface wanted to say that he was a fellow traveler, but the other party didn't give him a chance.

One of them held a small crossbow in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Scarface was hit directly in the eye by a crossbow arrow, and he fell down before he could even scream.

Another man in black was very fast and ran over to help him and put him gently on the ground.

The masked man who shot the scarred face hung the crossbow on his waist, took out a small tool, bent down to unlock the door, and walked in quietly.

The masked man in black put away the scarred face and took out a sharp knife, intending to stand guard outside. When he turned around, he saw Jia Haoren holding a pickaxe handle with both hands.

"you……"

"Bang!"

The handle of the pickaxe hit him hard on the head, knocking him unconscious. The masked man in black who entered the room turned around and wanted to shoot Jia Haoren, but his neck was strangled by Zhan Lingyuan from behind.

Jia Haoren rushed into the house and saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

"Bang bang..."

There was a tooth-ache-inducing sound of bone cracking, and Zhan Lingyuan actually broke the neck of the man in black and let go of his arms as if he had killed a chicken, letting the body fall to the ground.

Jia Haoren felt coldness coming from his sweat pores, and turned around to run away.

"Whether you run faster or shoot a crossbow faster?"

Jia Haoren turned around with a mournful face and forced a smile, "I'm your son, you won't be so cruel, right?"

"Call Mom."

"Mom!"

"Bah, it's just stepmother, sister hasn't...be careful behind you..."

The masked man who was knocked unconscious unexpectedly woke up and stabbed Jia Haoren in the lower back with the knife in his hand.

Jia Haoren heard the warning, turned around with the pickaxe handle, and hit the opponent's temple with the pickaxe handle.

Due to the force of rotation, the masked man was knocked away by the handle of a pickaxe, and his head hit the wall of the side room hard. His body became limp and motionless.

Jia Haoren quickly ran over and turned over to try to breathe, which made him tremble all over.

"Mom, I'm not... I'm not angry anymore..."

"Your mother, I'm fine. I just want to kill someone. Look at your potential. They are all here to harm you, so there is no need to feel any psychological burden."

Jia Haoren was simply going crazy, "If you hadn't come, would something like this have happened? You would have been a broom star..."

"My dear son, are you blaming your mother and me?"

Seeing her cold eyes, Jia Haoren shuddered, "No... I don't mean to blame you..."

Zhan Lingyuan walked up to him with long legs and reached out to touch his head.

"That's good. The strongest relationship in the world is not between mother and son or husband and wife, but the co-defendant before being caught. They will fly separately when disaster strikes. This is our mother and son's little secret together. Mom will teach you the first lesson.

How to dispose of a body."

Someone was destined to have sleepless nights that night, not just Jia Haoren who was vomiting while disposing of the body.

Sangbiao, whose throat was stabbed, was lying on the hospital bed with a gloomy face. Now he couldn't speak at all. He was typing on his mobile phone. The killer he sent was a close confidant of the boss, but there was no news about him.

Bai Jie, who wants to take revenge on Jia Haoren, is even worse. Now she is providing free services to Sangbiao's subordinates in the bathing center, and she will never be able to escape from the clutches of the devil.

Zhou Laosan in the antique calligraphy and painting shop also stayed up all night. Scarface was an illegitimate son that he did not admit, and he was wondering if this kid ran away with the longevity ingot.

He opened the store door at dawn and kept looking around. Before Scarface came, he went to wait for Jia Haoren!

Zhou Laosan trembled for a moment, but he was very scheming and pretended to ask without knowing anything.

"What, have you decided to sell the gold ingot?"

They are indeed here to sell gold ingots. This is not because Jia Haoren has thought carefully, but because he is in urgent need of money.

It's a waste of time to look for auctions, and pawnshops only charge gold, and the prices are very low.

"Two million, you can still make hundreds of thousands, do you want love?"

"Two million and a half million is the auction price. Do you know that rare things are more valuable than others? If this happens again, it won't be worth that much. I will pay up to one million."

"One million and eight hundred thousand, find someone else in your lower self."

There is still some profit at this price, and Zhou Laosan also knows players who like to collect ancient coins.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You still have to compensate for the maintenance cost of the car. It's almost totaled due to a collision. The maximum is 1.5 million!"

"make a deal!"

Seeing Jia Haoren agree so readily, Zhou Laosan was a little surprised.

I took the longevity ingot and checked it carefully and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Waiting..."

Zhou Laosan opened a cupboard and took out bundles of cash.

Jia Haoren has never seen so much money in his whole life, and his mouth is almost watering.

But he was still dissatisfied and said, "The transfer is terrible, why do you give me so much cash?"

"I only have cash here. If you like it, I can count it myself in a bundle of 100,000 yuan."

"Don't have fake money, I will smash your store then."

He muttered, handing over the money and delivering the goods, and put the money in three black garbage bags.

Seeing that he was leaving, Zhou Laosan couldn't help but ask, "Where is Scarface?"

Jia Haoren showed a sarcastic expression, "I thought you didn't care about his life or death, you're in Lao Ma Clinic."

Scarface was not dead, he was just blind in one eye and was lying in a small clinic when he woke up.

When he learned that it was Jia Haoren who sent him in, his expression was a bit complicated.

I don't blame him for not sending himself to a big hospital, but to this dirty and messy small clinic.

This clinic is not simple. Lao Ma is an unscrupulous doctor who was expelled from a famous hospital.

In order to make money, they specialize in treating injuries caused by fights. Most of these people have criminal records and don't want to be known.

"Old Ma, my feet won't be disabled, right?"

The sound of shouting came, and a young man walked into the clinic on crutches and began to curse again.

"Don't let me find that kid, I will definitely destroy him."

The scar-faced one-eyed man saw the appearance of the young man. He was one of the people who attacked him yesterday and was run over by Jia Haoren on his feet with his car.

He stood up silently, picked up a large syringe and leaned over it.

The young man also saw him, his face turned pale immediately, he turned around and ran away with his crutches, his one intact leg jumped up and down, and he ran quite fast.

Zhou Laosan happened to come in, and the young man pulled hard with his cane, "Old man, get out of the way."

A crutch was placed on him, and Zhou Laosan screamed in pain. Seeing Scarface chasing after him, he quickly pulled him with his hands.

"Plop!"

The young man fell to the ground, knocking Zhou Laosan down as well, and hit him on the head with his hand.

"Hold him down..."

Scarface yelled, only one eye was left, and he was not used to seeing anything, so he stabbed it with a syringe.

"I made the wrong mistake, you unfilial son..."

Zhou Laosan screamed and wailed, Scarface pulled out the syringe, and stabbed the young man in the eye fiercely, frightening the young man's face to pale.


Chapter completed!