It goes without saying who Qin Laoer is referring to.
Who else could it be other than the second master of the Qin family? According to seniority, he would be Qin Wushuang's second uncle.
"Young Master, I've been prepared for this." Asan took out a file bag from his arms and placed it on the table.
Qin Wushuang picked it up and opened it. Pieces of solid evidence were placed before his eyes. Qin Wushuang looked at every detail very carefully. Every detail was imprinted in his mind, to see how this dog had harmed his parents, how he had taken his parents' lives, and how he had killed his younger brother and sister-in-law.
People are so cruel that they can't even kill their brothers.
What exactly is the grudge?
My parents have been away from the Qin family for so many years. Even if there is any hatred, it should have dissipated with the passage of time, right?
"Asan, I want to ask one more question, why did the second son of the Qin family kill my parents? Why are they not included here?" Qin Wushuang asked, holding the file bag.
"Young Master, you'll have to ask Master Qin Er about this. I've only collected evidence of him harming your parents. Perhaps only he knows the specific reason."
"Is he worthy of being called Master Qin Er?" Qin Wushuang said coldly, "From now on, call him Qin Ergou."
"Yes, young master."
"Go ahead, I want to be alone." Qin Wushuang waved his hand weakly.
Asan slowly backed out and closed the door.
Qin Wushuang tried hard to adjust his emotions, but the hatred in his heart could not be eliminated. The more he suppressed it, the stronger it rebounded.
Fortunately, I no longer let myself calm down.
Qin Wushuang's eyes were red, like a demon, with veins bulging on his forehead, looking very ferocious.
"Damn bug, you killed my parents and I'll make you pay with blood."
"No matter who you are, no one can save you."
"Qin Ergou, tomorrow I will use your life to pay tribute to the souls of my parents."
"Count down for yourself. You don't have much time left, so cherish it."
There are two great hatreds in the world that are difficult to resolve: the hatred of having one's father killed and the hatred of having one's wife taken away.
This bloody storm is inevitable and no one can save it.
With the evidence in hand, Qin Wushuang will not stop until he kills everyone and turns the world upside down.
11:30 pm.
There was a drizzle in the sky, a light breeze was blowing, and the autumn air was cool.
As the weather gets colder, people start wearing thicker clothes and put on sweaters and long johns.
It is no longer fashionable to freeze to death for the sake of youthful beauty without regrets. When you get older and all kinds of problems appear, it will be too late to regret.
When you are young and want to show off, you have to pay the price yourself, and no one will bear it for you.
Old Master Han was in a particularly good mood today. He was still drinking wine so late at night, pouring it by himself, sitting in the house eating delicacies from land and sea, and taking a sip of wine continuously.
It’s because my daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson today.
The Han family was getting better and better, with a thriving population and abundant wealth. Its status in the capital was rising day by day. It was no exaggeration to say that apart from the four major families, the Han family was definitely among the best and had a place.
In a few years, it is possible that the four major families will be able to squeeze in.
Old man Han hummed a little tune, picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth. It was crunchy. Life was so fulfilling.
"Master, something bad has happened. This is terrible." The old housekeeper ran in in a panic. When he reached the door, he accidentally fell down. His teeth were already sparse, and two of them fell to the ground. Blood was coming out of his mouth.
"How can you make such a fuss? Old Pang, you are so old, what are you doing?" Old man Han scolded.
"Master, someone came to our Han family to cause trouble and killed people as soon as they entered the door." The old housekeeper didn't care about the blood in his mouth and reported hurriedly.
"Who is it? You are so bold." Old Master Han slammed the table and stood up, puffing his beard and glaring.
"No, I've never seen him before."
"Go and inform the family warriors to come over and capture him alive. I want to see who is so brave."
"Master, the warriors have already passed by and it seems they are no match for him."
Mr. Han paused, "How many people are coming?"
"two."
"There are only two of them, what's there to be afraid of? I have the advantage." Old Master Han was full of confidence. In the end, he didn't even take the two people who came to cause trouble seriously.
"I'll go and see for myself what kind of trouble these two fools can stir up in my Han family."
"Master, please don't go. It's dangerous outside. If you get hurt, it will be troublesome." The old housekeeper advised, "Why don't you hide in the cellar for a while and wait until things calm down before you come out to take charge of the situation."
"Fuck you!" Old Man Han cursed. "You came to my house to kill someone, and you told me to hide? Are you crazy?"
"You've been by my side for more than ten years. I've never been afraid of anyone. I've seen a lot of things."
"Lead the way." Old Man Han pointed ahead with confidence.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the old housekeeper simply stopped talking.
The few words just said do have the intention of destroying one's own prestige and boosting the morale of others.
The Han family is not a small Karami, nor is it an ordinary family. Although it is not at the level of a top family, it is not much different. As the head of the family, how can he be as timid as a mouse and run away when encountering problems?
If you don't let others laugh at you, you won't be able to get through this hurdle yourself.
Outside, Dongfang Bo and Ji Wuqing were killing people, one holding a knife and the other holding a sword, like slaughtering animals, every blow drew blood and every sword was fatal.
There were many corpses lying around them, which was a shocking sight.
There was a hazy drizzle in the sky, which fell faster and faster, soaking both of them completely, but it still couldn't stop their murderous intent.
Especially Ji Wuqing, this is his first time working for Qin Wushuang, he cannot be careless and he is not allowed to fail.
If I fail in the first thing, how can I face Qin Wushuang?
At this moment, the two were surrounded by Han family warriors, three layers inside and three layers outside, roughly speaking, there were at least three or four hundred people.
With the arrival of Old Man Han, the number of warriors reached an unprecedented level, and the front yard was completely unable to accommodate them.
A big family is a big family. Look at their background, they are so different.
"Stop." Old Man Han raised his arms and yelled.
The Han family warriors heard to stop, but the two men turned a deaf ear and continued to kill indiscriminately.
You said stop, so you stop? You are a piece of shit, who are you going to tell?
He can command the Han family, but not Dongfang Bo and Ji Wuqing.
The two men seemed to be deaf and kept waving their scythes regardless of anything.
"Didn't you hear me say stop?" Mr. Han repeated, his beard curling up in anger.
His shout was not a big deal, the Han family warriors obeyed his orders obediently, and Dongfang Bo and Ji Wuqing took the opportunity to knock down more than 20 people.
"Okay, okay, okay." Old Man Han said three "Okay"s in a row, his anger burning, his chest about to explode. "In that case, then kill them for me. Kill both of them with all your strength."
The autumn rain was cold, bringing a chill to the skin. However, the Han family compound was the exact opposite. Inside and outside, it was bustling with activity, filled with boiling blood and high passion.
He shouted for war and waved his fists and feet, showing his passionate side.
While fighting, Ji Wuqing said, "Brother Dongfang, I see that you have extraordinary martial arts skills. Are you interested in a competition?"
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