Chapter 205 Why did you kill your uncle?

Shen Yibai couldn't believe it.

It turns out that what my uncle said before was true.

It was the first time he saw his mother's crazy side.

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was terrifying, like a Shura who had just crawled out from underneath, and his hands were covered in blood.

He was scared.

Totally terrified.

The words that Bo Wanhua said were full of illogical viciousness and arrogance that treated life as insignificant.

Shen Yibai suddenly felt that this was not the mother he knew at all.

Shen Yibai's world seemed to be hit by a bomb, with gunfire and bullets flying everywhere, and fragments tearing apart flesh and blood.

In an instant, his world was riddled with holes and completely changed.

He didn't know how long he had been on the rooftop.

Until I saw a helicopter flying back to the rooftop.

He gradually came to his senses.

He stood up quickly.

"uncle……"

He thought Bo Jinxiu had returned.

He also suddenly thought of Jiang Ciyou jumping into the sea.

In an instant, the raging torrent in my heart froze into ice.

Nothing matters now.

What matters is my sister.

Shen Yibai ran towards the plane.

To his disappointment, the person who got out of the plane was not Bo Jinxiu, but Gao Cen.

Shen Yibai quickly grabbed Gao Cen's arm and said, "Secretary Gao, where is your uncle? Has your uncle found your sister? Is your sister still alive?"

Gao Cen's expression was also very solemn.

"I didn't find any. The typhoon was coming and I had to turn back."

Shen Yibai took a few steps back.

Almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly he turned around.

Run out madly.

The first person Shen Yibai found was Xie Ming.

Only then did Xie Ming realize that Jiang Ciyou and Bo Jinxiu were missing.

Shen Qingqing also fell into the sea, but fortunately she was rescued.

There were eight guests on the first day of recording the show.

As a result, on the last day of recording, only four were left.

There are still two people whose lives and deaths are unknown.

Xie Ming was also dumbfounded.

He cannot bear this responsibility.

Because Jinghua Super Media is the major sponsor and producer of this variety show.

So these days the live broadcast room has been almost completely controlled by Bo Wanhua's people.

She lets the audience see whatever she wants them to see.

Originally he had no opinion.

But now human lives are at stake.

He had to take over the live broadcast room again.

The program team already has a professional rescue team.

It is to prevent the guests’ lives from being in danger in some extreme situations.

All members of the rescue team were dispatched.

But after a while, they all came back.

A typhoon is coming.

The waves can even reach several meters high.

Whether it is an aircraft rescue or a speedboat, there is no way to stay on the sea for too long.

The old lady was almost going crazy.

The old man also got the news in Kyoto.

A rescue team of thousands of people set out overnight.

But they were all trapped by the typhoon.

There is no way to reach Angel Island.

night.

Strong winds also blew over Angel Island.

The coconut trees were blown down, and the waves rolled up the sand, forming small tornadoes on the beach.

The typhoon roared and raged, leaving devastation wherever it went, as if it was the end of the world.

Shen Yibai looked at the howling wind outside and shivered all over.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, his fingers clenched, and finally he punched the glass.

Blood was flowing.

But he didn't feel any pain.

It seemed that only physical pain could make him feel better.

The door of the room was opened.

Shen Yibai turned around.

Bo Wanhua stood at the door.

She seemed to have taken a shower.

She changed into a clean suit, still custom-made.

Even at night, she still has exquisite makeup and her hair is restyled.

It looks refined, elegant, graceful and luxurious.

This is the consistent image of his mother in Shen Yibai's eyes.

At any time, his mother was so noble, elegant, and calm, like the bright moon in the sky.

If he hadn't seen this scene on the rooftop tonight.

Bo Wanhua was holding an exquisite small porcelain cup in her hand.

"You didn't seem to eat anything tonight, so I asked someone to cook your favorite bird's nest and sea urchin porridge."

Bo Wanhua placed the porcelain cup in her hand on the small table in the room.

Shen Yibai didn't move.

Look at her steadily.

Bo Wanhua smiled at him and said, "What are you looking at, son?"

Shen Yibai suddenly asked: "Mom, why do you have to kill uncle?"

Bo Wanhua was originally sitting on the sofa and was about to lift the lid of the porcelain cup.

Hearing this, my hand felt like it was burned.

She looked up, but there was still a gentle smile on her face.

"Memories, what are you talking about?"

Shen Yibai said, "I heard it all. You wanted to kill my uncle. You said he was a devil, the son of Satan. You wanted to kill him and send him to hell."

Bo Wanhua's face quickly turned cold.

Shen Yibai's voice was as calm as a machine: "Not only did you want to kill my uncle, you also used Jiang Ciyou and Shen Qingqing as threats. You forced him to decide the life and death of two people. You drove him crazy."

"Why? Why? He has the same father and mother as you, and he is the one who looks most like you among all your brothers and sisters. Why are you so cruel?"

"Not only did you kill your uncle, you also forced Jiang Ciyou and Shen Qingqing to jump into the sea. My sister is now in critical condition, but you don't feel guilty at all. Grandma is right. You regard life as worthless. You are a devil who kills without blinking an eye."

"Shen Yibai, shut up!"

There was already obvious anger on Bo Wanhua's face.

But soon.

Bo Wanhua discovered that Shen Yibai's hands were covered in blood.

Drops of bright red blood dripped down and seeped into the carpet silently.

Bo Wanhua approached with a frown on her face.

He took Shen Yibai's hand and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Shen Yibai pulled his hand away directly.

"You don't have to worry about me. I don't know when you are real and when you are fake. You are like a ghost wearing a human skin mask."

"Shen Yibai! How can you talk to your mother like that?"

Bo Wanhua is strong.

"Yes, I just want to kill your uncle, but everyone has the right to accuse me of being cruel and ruthless, except you."

"Shen Yibai, everything I do is to pave the way for you."

Shen Yibai suddenly became angry.

"That's enough. Don't use me as a shield. I don't need you to pave the way for me. I don't even want to inherit the Bo family's business. If you lose your humanity and even kill your family for those cold properties, then what's the use of these things for me?"

Shen Yibai gnashed his teeth and said, "Mom, I will never compete with my uncle for the Bo family's property. I will tell grandpa that I will give up all inheritance and I don't want a penny. The same goes for the Shen family. I don't want anything!"

Bang!

A loud slap landed on Shen Yibai's cheek.

"Shen Yibai, you are my son, Bo Wanhua, how can you say such a thing?"

Bo Wanhua was really angry.

His chest rose and fell violently.

There was coldness in his eyes.

Shen Yibai covered half of his face and laughed out loud.