Fortunately, Mr. He made a quick decision at that time and quickly kicked open the door and broke in. Otherwise, if he was delayed for a while, He Wenxun would have taken it seriously to hang himself.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zou couldn't help but burst into tears, and reached out and hit her brother in anger and pain: "Are you still alive in a ants, why are you so stupid?"

He Wenxun looked excited. As soon as he recovered, he pushed Mrs. Zou away, and asked them with a ferocious expression: "Why save me?! Why do you want to save me?? I'm no longer a man, how can I pass on my family line?? Why do you save me?!"

Mrs. Zou couldn't stand the crying, and finally fainted from the stimulation.

Mr. He was facing the sick and injured couple, and his whole body was shorter invisibly. He closed his eyes in pain. After a long time, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his son.

The slap was extremely heavy, and He Wenxun had always been pampering, and a bright red slap mark immediately appeared on his face.

He was beaten to the point of his head, a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, but he could even laugh: "Blow! Good hit! I'm a useless person now, I'm useless, beat me to death! Beat me to death!"

Mr. He looked at him coldly, with grief inexplicable grief in his eyes: "When you were born, your mother was already thirty-nine, and I was over forty. Before you, we only had daughters. No matter how many concubines we took, we only had daughters, and there were no males. Unexpectedly, after giving up, you came, and your mother and I were ecstatic..."

The expression on He Wenxun's face gradually became solemn, and he turned his head and said nothing.

"For so many years, you are a treasure in your family. Whether it is your mother or your sisters, they all hold you in their hands, wishing to bring you all good things. It is my fault that you have never suffered. I indulged you too much and indulged you too much, so that you have made you like this. Now that something happened to you, the most painful thing is not you, but your mother. Your mother has already lying on the bed and can't get out of bed. She knows your personality and knows that you must be seeking death. You can die, but you die. Your mother lying on the bed and my useless father will just accompany you."

Mr. He has been hard all his life and is a person who never expresses his emotions.

Even though he loved this old man so much, he never gave this child much intimacy in words. Only this time, he opened his mouth and said such words. He Wenxun was stunned, covered his neck with sweat and turned his head, and saw the old father's almost white hair at a glance.

Many emotions burst out at this moment, and He Wenxun hugged his father and cried bitterly.

Mr. He stroked his son's back expressionlessly and said slowly: "Cry, just cry, just cry, people will have hope when they are alive, and die, there will be nothing. If you come to this world, you can't lose your life so for nothing. I will seek justice for you. You must live well, what are you afraid of without children? There are so many children in the clan, you can choose someone you like, and our He family can afford it. As long as you are still here, I will get you whatever you want."

He Wenxun gritted his teeth and wiped his tears, his eyes as if he wanted to eat people. He covered his neck and said word by word: "I want to plot against my people to die. I want her to go to the eighteen levels of hell. I want her to live and not to die!"

Thinking of his pain now, He Wenxun was so angry that his face was distorted. He held his father's old hand and looked at him with bright eyes: "I want that bitch Zhu Yuan to never be reborn, I want her to become a prostitute that everyone can despise!"

"Okay!" Old Shangshu He responded frankly, stared at his son's eyes, agreed heavily, and then looked down at him: "You have a good rest. You are much lucky than your little master Zeng, because he has gone to hell to meet the King of Hell, and he will not have another chance to take revenge."

He Wenxun was stunned.

Old Shangshu He had already stood up with a breath of relief, calmly instructed his servants to take Mrs. Zou back to rest, and then he placed He Wenxun. Then he slowly left the backyard and went to the front hall.

Everyone knows that this old minister is loved by the governor and dares not neglect it. He hurriedly serves tea and water, and keeps busy.

Mr. He's tea was gone until he drank it, and Governor Zou's voice finally came from outside: "Shan Tai is coming, and the son-in-law cannot be greeted in person, so the son-in-law deserves to die!"

Governor Zou walked in with great strides and knelt in front of Mr. He without saying a word.

Mr. He slowly looked at him and said lightly: "You are so busy that you don't touch the ground now. Even if you tell you, it will only delay your affairs. What does it have to do with you? Are you finished? What's the situation?"

Governor Zou smiled bitterly. Although Old Shangshu He signaled him to get up, he still knelt down and said softly: "Those Japanese pirates were cunning. Wang Yu pushed them forward, but he attacked them from the east and west. He went to Songjiang Mansion. Now both sides are in a mess. Songjiang is even more serious. This time, there will be a lot of trouble."

Mr. He nodded: "The time for this little girl to choose is really accurate, but I don't believe that a little girl can understand such a confidential action by Japanese pirates and pirates. What do you think about this matter with their hands?"

As soon as he came, he talked about the serious business, but Governor Zou knew his father-in-law's personality and dared not hide it. He quickly said: "I checked it. Xiao Zeng was attacked on the outskirts of Hangzhou. He went there that day because someone sent him a letter. After reading the letter, he took people to the suburbs. Then a group of people were killed, leaving no living."

"Since that's the case, how could it be said that it was killed by Japanese pirates?" Mr. He immediately grasped the point.

"Because there was a knife left at the scene, the knife was strange, completely different from the sword in Middle Earth. It was a weapon used by the Japanese. The wounds on Xiao Zeng and others were mostly consistent with this sword. After being coroned and post-mortem, this sword was the weapon." Governor Zou said this, even though he was very old, he couldn't help but feel a little hostile: "There are many suspicious things in this, but the letter has been destroyed and there are no witnesses, so it can only be said to be killed by Japanese pirates."

Old Shangshu He sneered: "What a big battle, so mysterious thought. This girl actually blinded you all and played with her in her palms. You are really getting back to life."

Governor Zou lowered his head and said nothing.

He was also angry and embarrassed.

He thought he was a hunter, but who knew that he was just a prey?
Chapter completed!