But soon, all these expressions became frozen on his face.
Their eyes were shocked as they looked at Wen Guochang standing in the center of the hall. The short gun in his hand fell to the ground and his body staggered.
"boom!"
A figure rushed up and trampled him to the ground.
Wen Guochang's eyes were dull, and there was blood pouring from his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
"how come……"
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the lady in the crowd.
The lady's pretty face was pale, and she held an exquisite lady's short gun in both hands.
She stood in the crowd, her eyes were red and her lips were trembling:
"You beast, you beast..."
"It's you……"
Wen Guochang couldn't believe that the person who shot him behind the back in the end was actually his bedfellow.
"Crack."
Footsteps sounded.
The old man who had been pointed at by the gun walked up and looked at Wen Guochang who fell to the ground and shook his head:
"You still have the same character."
"Suspicious temperament and indecisive."
"In the end, I still couldn't firm up your idea."
Hearing the sound, Wen Guochang raised his head with a look of despair: "Dad..."
"I'm not your dad."
Wen Jianliang shook his head:
"When you point your gun at me, you still have a chance."
"When you're about to shoot me, you still have a chance."
"It's a pity that you still hesitate."
"Just like you when you were a child, you had a firm belief, but in the end it changed easily."
"This is destined to make you unable to achieve great things."
"If the Wen family is left in your hands, it will only fall. You are not qualified to take over the family."
Under Wen Guochang's desperate eyes, Wen Jianliang slowly bent down and picked up the gun on the ground:
"do you know?"
"Actually, if you had shot me to death just now, my other will would also come into effect."
"Make you the head of the family."
"Pity."
Wen Jianliang touched the gun in his hand and sighed:
"Weak people are not worthy of living in this world."
"You don't deserve to live in this world of the weak and the strong."
"I gave you ten years to change."
"But in the end, you still did yourself."
"You did not die unjustly."
He lowered the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at Wen Guosheng's head:
"Remember, in your next life, don't join a wealthy family."
"boom!"
The moment the gunshot rang out, Wen Jianliang raised his head and did not look at the bloody scene.
Wen Guochang was shot in the head and died on the ground.
When he was dying, his eyes were still wide open and he could not rest in peace.
There was a deathly silence in the whole place.
The reversal happened too quickly.
Everyone believed that Wen Guochang joined forces with Wen Qing and fought to the death, which destined the Wen family to have no way out.
Unexpectedly, Wen Jianliang's hand was full of truth and lies, and he directly grasped Wen Guochang's Achilles' heel, instantly changing the situation.
The desperate situation was reversed in an instant.
There is nothing better than a father who knows a son.
Everyone began to look at Wen Jianliang with awe.
This nine-eyed fox, once famous in Jinling and Nan Province, is back again.
It's just that the cost is too heavy.
More than a hundred people were killed or injured, including Wen Guochang and other core members of the Wen family.
But Wen Jianliang's return has united them even more, and they will no longer have two minds.
"Master!"
Everyone knelt down on the ground, their eyes becoming extremely firm and pious.
Hua Buyi was about to call Qin Feng forward to congratulate his old friend on his resurrection.
But he was surprised to find that Qin Feng was missing.
Not only Qin Feng, but also the warmth hiding in the corner has disappeared.
After leaving the villa, Qin Feng activated his eyes, and then followed the blood energy remaining in the air.
The warmth ran away.
She holds information about the temple.
Including the layout of the temple in Jinling, as well as current and next plans.
She cannot die or disappear.
Qin Feng was very fast. After traveling through most of the forest in the back mountain, he appeared in front of a dilapidated thatched house.
The thatched house looks very rough, next to the Jinling River.
A small boat was tied to the river, swaying with the ups and downs of the river.
Qin Feng felt very surprised that such a residence still existed in the Wen family manor, which was surrounded by mansions and trees.
He jumped directly into the yard and stared at the half-open wooden door in front of him.
Qin Feng held the silver needle in his hand and was about to push the door open and enter.
"Qing'er, why did you come back so early today?"
A hoarse old man's voice sounded from inside the door.
"Is Wen Jianliang dying?"
"You, help me up quickly, I want to go up and see him for the last time..."
There was a rustling sound in the house, and it sounded like someone was trying to get up from the thatched bed.
"mom."
"Wen Jianliang is fine."
"It's me, I'm leaving you..."
Hearing this voice, Qin Feng got goosebumps all over his body.
