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Chapter 1497 The sky is falling

"Hahaha, Dad, I said that with Uncle Lei You here, my brother will be fine."

"This box must contain the head of Xiao Tianmo's family."

"When my elder brother left yesterday, he said that he would cut off the head of someone named Xiao to comfort my younger sister in the sky."

"It seems that he and Uncle Lei You have something to do, so we arranged for someone to deliver the things to our house first so that we can be happy."

Han Jianyang laughed.

Hearing his words, Han Won-kui, who was originally worried, breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he was overly worried.

With a top expert like Lei You, can't protect his son?

What's more, his eldest son Han Jianbai is also a personal talent and will never lose to Xiao Tianmo.

"You two open the box and let me take a good look."

Han Won-kui pointed at the box and ordered the two bodyguards.

“Yes, the head of the family.”

The two bodyguards agreed and directly lifted the lid.

But when the things in the box jumped into their eyes, the two bodyguards trembled all over and almost didn't hold them firmly.

That's right, there is indeed a head in the box, but it is not Xiao Tianmo's.

But it is from Han Jianbai and Lei You!

Boom, boom, boom!

Han Yuankui and Han Jianyang, who had originally stretched their necks, seemed to have been hit by a bolt from the blue.

They stood foolishly, their smiles frozen on their faces.

A full minute passed.

Han Yuankui suddenly staggered and fell directly backwards.

Puff!

During the process of falling to the ground, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Han Yuankui's mouth.

Then, there was a dull sound.

Han Yuankui fell to the ground and fainted.

"dad!"

"Honor!"

Han Jianyang and the two bodyguards present exclaimed at the same time and quickly went over to help Han Yuankui up.

More than three hours later.

Han Won-kui finally woke up.

At this time, Hangzhou is in the autumn season, and the temperature is very high at noon.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but he still felt chill all over.

In just two days, he lost his only daughter and his son he valued the most.

He felt that the sky was about to collapse.

He raised his hand and found an infusion tube inserted on the back of his hand. It seemed that Han Jianyang called him the private doctor of the Han family.

Half a minute later, he pulled out the infusion tube expressionlessly, got out of bed and walked out of the room.

Hearing the movement here, Han Jianyang, who was originally sitting in the living room, hurried over.

"dad..."

Han Jianyang looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

Although his reaction was not as big as Han Wonkui, he lost his younger sister and elder brother in just two days, and he was also very sad and of course, angry.

"Call people."

Han Won Kui didn't even look at him and said in a cold tone.

Han Jianyang immediately understood.

"good!"

Leaving this word, Han Jianyang left the villa gate without looking back.

He had wanted to do this long ago.

He has always guarded Han Wonkui for this sentence.

After Han Jianyang left, Han Yuankui also left the villa.

However, he was in the opposite direction from Han Jianyang and went to the back garden of the villa.

On the way, he looked up at the sky. The autumn air was clear and the cloudless.

Just like yesterday.

But his mood was extremely depressed.

The expression on his face was extremely sinister.

Looking closely, he had only had some gray temples, and he didn't know when he would become snow-white.

His steps were a little sloppy, as if he had grown ten years old overnight.

He walked on a path paved with pebbles. The two sides of the path were full of flowers, but at this moment, he wanted to smash these flowers to pieces.

At the end of the road, there is a wooden pavilion covered with grape branches.

Under the vine tree, a man in his black practice clothes and nearly fifty years old was drinking tea.
Chapter completed!
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