Morning, the Heir

Chapter 997: Is Uncle Adong really dead?

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"Hurry up and take Junlin out!"

Leng Xingye scolded the stunned servant! It's so priceless.

The child has been frightened, can't she see it!

The servant trembled from being yelled at, and then he came back to his senses, and ran outside holding Leng Junlin in his arms.

Leng Xingye was the only one left in the side hall, and he turned over the photos that had been snapped up, and there was a small USB drive lying on the ground.

Haven't seen it yet, Leng Xingye seems to be able to imagine what kind of terrifying things will be in this USB flash drive.

Leng Yihuang came out of the study immediately after receiving Leng Xingye's call, and ran into Lin Xiaomi who just came out of the bedroom after waking up.

Lin Xiaomi yawned, looking at Leng Yihuang's gloomy and condensed face, her heart skipped a beat.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her, Leng Yihuang's expression softened instantly: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? Let the kitchen get you something to eat. I'm going to the main building."

Lin Xiaomi could tell that Leng Yihuang didn't want her to worry. Many times, he hid his emotions from her.

The more important the matter was, the more he showed an indifferent look in front of her.

Lin Xiaomi knew that he was afraid of her worrying, but most of the time, she hoped to share the burden with him, even if she couldn't do anything, as long as she could be by his side.

"I'm not hungry. Is there any news about Shengdong? May I go with you?"

"Hey, you stay to eat something, you have slept all afternoon, my little princess should be hungry."

The more Leng Yihuang refused to let her go, the more worried Lin Xiaomi became, which proved that the matter might be more serious than she imagined.

Lin Xiaomi didn't utter a word or nod, and lowered her head slightly, silently expressing her protest.

Leng Yihuang was the one who had no choice but to give her a hug, and could only give her a simple explanation: "Someone put a few photos in Fanfan's schoolbag, which scared the three children. , you are pregnant with a baby, I don't want you to see such a bloody thing, be obedient and stay here, okay?"

Lin Xiaomi suddenly jumped up in shock: "Is Junlin also scared? Then I have to get over it, but I promise you, I will never look at the content of the photo, okay? I am worried about Junlin."

"Well, there's really nothing I can do about you."

Leng Yihuang had no choice but to lead her downstairs.

Along the way, the two of them were silent, Lin Xiaomi looked at Leng Yihuang's tense side face, she thought that if she was not by her side at this time, he would not be able to restrain his violent anger.

Lin Xiaomi couldn't imagine what would be in the photo, but Leng Junlin was already more courageous than a leopard, and could frighten him, so one can imagine what would be in the photo.

Falling into the hands of that pervert Huo Tian, Sheng Dong must have suffered an inhuman experience.

They came to the main building by car, and as soon as they walked to the door, they could hear the cries of children inside.

Yuyu was crying hoarsely. He was timid and didn't have the slightest mental preparation. When he saw such a horrible and bloody thing, Leng Jiaojiao kept hugging him and comforting him, but it didn't help at all. He kept crying and arguing. Want to see Shengdong.

Fanfan's condition was not good either, and he couldn't help hearing Yuyu crying.

There was a desolate atmosphere in the whole main building.

"Father!" Leng Junlin sat on the sofa blankly, although he didn't cry, but his eyes were wide open, and he didn't laugh at the two little friends who were crying, which was already frightened.

Seeing Leng Yihuang at this moment, he also forgot to be reserved, and rushed towards him directly.

In the son's heart, the place where the father is there is the safest.

Leng Yihuang leaned over to hug him, and Leng Junlin put his arms around his neck and leaned against him, muttering softly: "Father, Uncle Adong is dead."

Leng Yihuang said to Lin Xiaomi with a sullen face, "You take the three children upstairs."

Lin Xiaomi nodded, subconsciously wanting to take over her son.

Leng Yihuang put him on the ground directly, and the little guy didn't make a fuss, knowing that Zhuzhu was pregnant and couldn't hug him, he ran over and grabbed Lin Xiaomi's hand.

Leng Xingye took out the photos after all three children were taken upstairs.

"Brother, you'd better be mentally prepared." Leng Xingye took out the photo and wanted to hand it to him, but he hesitated and shrank back, as a reminder.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Leng Yihuang scolded impatiently.

Snatching the photo away, Yihuang couldn't help squinting his eyes even though he was as calm as Leng Yihuang.

The photo should be a basement, a small window in the upper left corner reveals a glimmer of light, but it is still extremely dark.

Sheng Dong is in the middle of the photo, standing upright with his head down, his body covered in blood, leaning on a cross, and what is even more shocking is that he was nailed to the frame!

Both palms were dripping with blood.

The photos were presented in front of their eyes in such a frank and terrifying form.

Several photos are taken from different angles.

This is a form of "atonement".

Huo Tian was venting his dissatisfaction in this way. In his eyes, Sheng Dong was a traitor. He took refuge in himself and betrayed himself.

This is also a challenge to Leng Yihuang.

Because Sheng Dong is his brother, this Infernal Affairs is all for Leng Yihuang.

Huo Tian was slapping Leng Yihuang in the face in this way.

"Brother, there is another USB flash drive."

"Bring the computer."

Although he had already made psychological preparations, when the process of Huo Tian's execution of Sheng Dong was played on the computer, hearing Sheng Dong's screams still made people shudder.

Leng Xingye punched the table, and the tea on it was shaken out.

"Huo Tian, you bastard! If it falls into my hands, I will definitely skin him!"

Leng Yihuang stared at the laptop screen for a moment, his scarlet eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead was even more veined with anger.

He carefully looked at every picture in the video without blinking his eyes.

Along with Sheng Dong's screams, there was also Huo Tian's weird and wild laughter.

Gradually, Sheng Dong's screams became weaker, and when the last long nail was nailed down, his body only trembled slightly, and he let out a muffled snort, before he didn't respond.

Huo Tian's laugh that followed was even more terrifying.

Leng Xingye became agitated when he saw it. Facing a crazy pervert, he was so angry that he wished he could pull Huo Tian out of the screen and kill him a hundred times a thousand times.

"Huo Tian! Hong Jun! This f*cking beast! I'm going to kill him! The first time I saw him, I should have shot him dead!"

Leng Xingye kicked the table in front of him, shaking with anger.

But in fact, from the beginning to the end, he never saw Huo Tian's face in the video.

The camera kept looking at Sheng Dong, Huo Tian, a man without an arm, couldn't carry out the execution at all.

It was a burly man with a peaked cap who did it.

At a certain moment, Leng Yihuang reached out his hand and pressed the button to stop the video, and the screen stopped at a man's profile.