Chapter 561 Looks Like the Ancestor
"Nothing?" Bai Yangfan glanced indifferently at the agitated old Alan and said indifferently, "Commander Vasukoya asked me to tell old Alan a message. He said that Vasukoya is destined to let her down in this life."
As soon as these words were spoken, old Alan's eyes instantly turned red and tears burst out.
They had known each other since they were young, but because of Vasukoya's status, they were destined to be separated forever. He said this the last time he came to see her before getting married.
At that time, his family had arranged a fiancée for him and they would get married soon. Before leaving, he told her, "Alan! Wasukoya is destined to let you down in this life."
Why do these people know?
After calming down, the old Alan stood up and walked over to Bai Yangfan, examining her. After a moment, he asked, "How do you know all this? Wasukoya isn't dead, is he?"
"Yes!" Bai Yangfan met Old Alan's gaze and answered firmly, "He was caught and locked up."
"Where is he?" Old Alan was a little excited. He clenched one hand into a fist against his chest and covered his mouth with the other hand, sobbing uncontrollably. "Tell me, where is he?"
Zhuang Liya looked at Lu Jingheng, not knowing how to respond.
Huang Weixuan: “······” It’s over. I shouldn’t have let the driver bring them up. I missed the best time to get that person out.
What should I do now? Should I throw Vasukoa out in front of these people?
"He's safe now, don't worry." Bai Yangfan was a doctor and was worried that if Old Alan got excited, his blood pressure would skyrocket, which would be troublesome. "We're here to deliver a message for him."
Alan, who was in his forties, should be the current leader of Alan Weng. She held the old Alan who was almost unable to stop crying and comforted him, "Mom! Since the commander is not dead, the rumors down the mountain are true.
The one who escaped wasn't someone from the underground casino, but Vasukoya. We should find a way to contact the Vasu family and tell them the good news."
Old Alan was persuaded by his daughter and gradually calmed down: "Where did you meet him?"
Old Alan was very confused about the appearance of Vasukoa. She had sent many people to look for him two years ago, but why couldn't they find him?
He happened to be met by these four Chinese people, one of whom was Huang Bairen's son. Could it be that the accident in Vasukoa was related to the man named Huang?
Logically, no, that's a political matter, and even if Huang Bairen wanted to intervene, he might not be able to. And why does this girl in front of him look so much like the ancestor?
Could it be the reincarnation of our ancestor?
In a flash, a lot of thoughts ran through Old Alan's mind, and his eyes were always lingering on Bai Yangfan's face.
Bai Yangfan was not afraid either. After all, people are born to be seen by others. If others want to see them, they can see them. She doesn't mind.
Besides, the person looking at her was an old woman, so she didn't mind at all.
"In the basement cell of a store in Gambling Stone City."
Bai Yangfan said this lightly, but the six Alans in the room were quite surprised.
The current leader asked, "How did you know that store had a dungeon?"
"Because the mule captured our people." Bai Yangfan still answered lightly.
But Alan was stunned by what he heard.
Excited, Old Alan looked at Bai Yangfan in disbelief: "Who are you from China? How do you know about mules?"
Bai Yangfan glanced up at her calmly, his tone still calm and composed: "He went to Huaguo and opened a weapons mound called the Tomb of King Li."
Needless to say, Alan in the room should know what's going on.
It was no secret that the mule opened the weapons tomb, and I believe the people of the Alanwong tribe also knew it.
The current Alan, the woman in her forties, had a hint of surprise in her eyes. She didn't expect that the Chinese knew so much about the mule.
He actually set up an underground prison in the gambling stone city?
The people of their Alanwong tribe didn't know about it yet, but it was dug out by four Chinese people. It's interesting.
"Why would the Huang family be with you?"
Huang Weixuan replied: "That's our great-grandmother. When she goes out to do something, my wife and I naturally have to follow her."
Grandma?
The great-grandmother of the Huang family?
All the Alan in the room were so shocked that their eyes widened twice as wide.
"Are you the one who solved the poison in Huang Bairen?" Alan looked at Bai Yangfan excitedly with surprise in his eyes. "Where did you get the antidote formula?"
Zhuang Liya was unhappy when she heard her ask so bluntly: "Why should I tell you? The person who poisoned our old man said that the poison was given to him by a forty-year-old Alan from your Alanweng tribe."
Alan, who was in his forties, had no expression on his face. He nodded and admitted, "Yes, I arranged for someone to give you the poison."
Huang Weixuan immediately exploded: "What? How can you be so vicious, woman? Do you know the consequences of killing my father? As soon as he dies, all the forces will be taken over by the mule, and the next target he will deal with will be you."
"You're wrong," the excited old Alan shouted coldly, "I know Mule's ambition, but your father wasn't a good man either. Now that he's dead, even if Mule takes over his power, it won't have any impact on our Alanweng tribe."
Her scolding reminded Bai Yangfan of the old woman with a veil in his dream.
The voice is very similar, and the tone is similar too.
It is almost certain that she is the person in the dream.
It seems that she was right. In his previous life, Mule was never able to kill the Alanwong tribe. Instead, he was locked up in a tomb by the people of the Alanwong tribe.
He was actually very miserable in his previous life.
After working so hard, he ended up with nothing and was locked up in a tomb.
Huang Weixuan didn't know what to say next. He also knew that his father had done a lot of fighting and killing when he was young, and he was indeed not a good person.
But in his heart, his father is a good father, but that may not be the case in the eyes of others.
Maybe he is just a murderer and an executioner with blood on his hands. He can't be called a good person.
"Everyone has his or her own rules of survival." Bai Yangfan lowered his head and took a sip of water, still speaking in a nonchalant tone, "No matter who is a good person or a bad person, there is no fixed standard.
People's hearts are unpredictable, and sometimes good people can become extremely vicious. On the other hand, bad people can also have a gentle and kind side. It all depends on who they are facing and what they are facing.
When she said this, the two Alans were speechless.
In fact, people like them who walk in the gray area in this world really can't tell when they are good people and when they are bad people.
Good or bad, it all depends on their thoughts.
People say that one thought can lead to hell and one thought can lead to heaven, and it seems that they all have a deep understanding of this.
In the tribe, they are definitely good people.
Outside the tribe, they are definitely bad people.
So are they good or bad? Who can give a definitive answer?
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