Dealing with dead bodies is a familiarity for them, and they will also clean up the surrounding traces by the way.
A century-old castle on the outskirts of Moss, known as the blood castle, is the old nest of the Boyev family and the ancestral home of the Boyev family, even though the black forces of the Boyev family are now all over All over the Goose Country, here is still the highest power center of the Boyev family.
Inside the castle, in a dark study room.
On the desk in the study, the computer screen is playing the video data sent back in real time at the expense of life on the 3rd. A young man with short brown-red hair and a silver-haired old man are carefully watching every action in the video.
"Master, there has been news from the ghost. This guy named Fu Tao has appeared near Dragonscale Guard’s snack headquarters at this moment. We have confirmed that this person is the murderer who killed the young master. Do you need me to notify the ghost to take Action?" The silver-haired old man said respectfully.
The middle-aged man with brown-red short hair looked a little pale, his eyes full of violence, and said grimly: "Fu Tao, this is the shame of our Boyev family. Now we have to avenge my son at all costs. Since we can't find him, Then start with the people around him, and you must solve everything before the whole family knows about it."
"Yes, master." The silver-haired old man nodded and replied.
At this time, the sound of footsteps outside the study was from far to near. The face of the middle-aged man with short brown-red hair changed, and he became nervous in an instant. Only an elderly man with the same brown-red short hair and a cold face came in with a big beard.
"Father." The middle-aged man with short brown-red hair immediately stood up and bowed respectfully in greeting.
"Patriarch!" The silver-haired old man also bowed immediately to salute.
All direct bloodlines of the Boyev family have brown-red hair. This bearded old man is the highest authority of the Mejdev family,'Ike Boyev', and is called the cold-blooded executive officer by the organization. In his hands, more than a dozen large families have been wiped out by his entire clan due to disputes over interests. Ike's cold eyes swept over his son. The moment his eyes collided, the middle-aged man with short red-brown hair couldn't help being covered. Cold sweat, just listen to Ike's words:
"Bruce, my boy, you really let me down."
"Father, I'm sorry, I will definitely solve it as soon as possible." The middle-aged man with short brown-red hair immediately lowered his head, trembling all over, in the face of his father, he would always be as weak as a little chicken.
"Resolve it as soon as possible? Can you solve it? I even began to doubt your ability. If it weren't for I accidentally knew, how long are you going to hide it from me? That's my grandson, your own son! You tell me now as soon as possible Solve it?" Ike snorted coldly: "Until now, I can't believe this is true, Bruce, tell me everything from beginning to end."
Bruce Boyev, the direct eldest son of the family, raised his head slightly, walked to the computer to give up his seat, and motioned for his father to sit down.
"Father, this incident mainly involved a former Dragon Scale Guard bodyguard code-named Tianzi No.1." As he tapped the keyboard, suddenly many pictures and a large number of text introductions appeared on the computer screen.
And among them, the incident about Fu Tao leaving Longlinwei made this old Boyev unconsciously bright:
Ten years ago, Fu Tao was full of energy, especially after he just won the title of Tianzi No.1, he was even more arrogant, but he was awarded the highest honor of Dragon Scale Guard and the dragon representing Tianzi No. 1. The day of Lin Dagger was an unforgettable day in his life.
Perhaps it was destined, or it was a unique telepathy. Fu Tao, who was fostered in the Dancheng Orphanage by his father, Fu Zhonghua, was not thinking about being with himself after winning the highest honor in the world of military bodyguards. His father shared, but chose to return to the place of his childhood memories and analyze joy and happiness with his beloved girl.
In the ancient alleys of Dancheng, Fu Tao took a leisurely stroll. It was almost noon. This alley often came when he was young. Various folk snacks and snacks were fresh in his memory, especially the Xiaolongbao from Danfeng Tea House. , Juicy, fresh, thin skin, endless aftertaste, listening to his groaning belly, Fu Tao walked straight to the teahouse to fill his stomach first, and wait to go to the orphanage at night.
Stepping into the teahouse, the Eight Immortals table and benches, a quaint atmosphere rushed to your face, and the waiters wore the clothes of ancient Xiao Er screaming. This is a unique feature of Danfeng Teahouse, which has a long history in Dancheng.
However, Fu Tao is not in the mood to appreciate these for the time being. He came here to fill his stomach, and to pass the time here to calm himself down by the way.
After eating, I ordered a cup of tea, sitting at the window and drinking, waiting for the night to come.
"I heard that the Dancheng Orphanage will be demolished..." A faint voice came.
Fu Tao was startled, how could this be possible? It was rebuilt by Aunt Ye Xin with her own ancestral house. How could it be demolished after approval by relevant departments? There was a slight irritation in his eyes, but he still patiently listened to them.
"Have you not heard? The Dancheng Orphanage land was taken by Danding Group. Can you say she can keep it?"
"That's not necessarily true. No matter how thick the arms are, they can't twist the thighs. What financial resources are Danding Group."
"That piece of land is Ye Xin's ancestral home, and there is relevant government support. Do you think Danding can afford it?"
"In this society, there is no money that can't be solved. Look, it's coming soon..."
These people are telling each other, each expressing their opinions, which makes Fu Tao's heart more anxious. Ma's Danfeng Group knew since childhood that the government and businessmen colluded with each other, and they did not expect to move the Dancheng Orphanage. Thought, suddenly, I felt eyes staring at me in the teahouse, and when I turned my head, there was nothing.
It seemed that someone was staring at him. Fu Tao thought so, turned around and left the teahouse, shuttled back and forth in the alley, and disappeared into the alley in a short while. Every street and every tile here, Fu Tao did. Quite familiar, hiding from the side, watching a few people run by in a panic, Fu Tao walked out slowly, to the Fu Tao at that time, the realm at that time was extremely sensitive to sight, hearing, and touch. It’s too easy to get rid of these tails.
Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, speeding up and running in the opposite direction of those stalkers.
Coming to the corner, in the alley ahead, there are two gangsters with colored hair, thin and lean, wearing leather clothes, punk style, each with a cigarette in his mouth, and you can see that they are non-mainstream youths.
Just now while avoiding these tails, I overheard someone in the alley talking about how to act at night, and the goal was the Dancheng Orphanage. How could this not make him anxious? If it weren't for these people's talks, perhaps Fu Tao would catch those stalkers and ask them clearly, but now, it is still important to protect the orphanage.
The two young people were telling each other about their respective glorious histories, who had chopped their fingers, touched whose girl, etc., and so on. They seemed to advertise their own value, bragging about how to treat the Dancheng Orphanage at night, Regarding Ye Xin, the anger in Fu Tao's heart was completely ignited, and he stepped forward:
"Dude, is there any smoke?"
The yellow-haired non-mainstream youth glanced at it with a look of disdain, but he still handed one over, and incidentally said: "Would you like fire?"
"No, I have fire."
After receiving the cigarette, Fu Tao took advantage of the situation by slamming the yellow-haired young man on the bridge of his nose, smashing the bridge of his nose directly, and knocking him to death.
Lao Tzu is very angry. Now the orphanage is my home. If you dare to move my family, I will treat you as a cigarette.
Seeing Fu Tao’s posture, another red-haired young man was frightened and stood motionless. The Niubi that had just been boasted was now Niubi. Fu Tao grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up directly. , Squeezed his face flushed and rolled his eyes.
"Say, what are you doing to the Dancheng Orphanage tonight?"
"Coco..."
After being pinched, he was really speechless. Fu Tao directly pinched his neck and lifted him up. The red-haired young man clapped his hands tightly, but it didn't work at all. Seeing him want to talk, Fu Tao's hands were slightly relaxed. The other party took a breath and said hoarsely:
"Master Ma of Danding Group, let's burn tonight..."
"What else?" Fu Tao tightened his fingers, and a force was directly transmitted to the neck of the red-haired young man, dare to hide it.
"Big brother...Big brother..." the young man tore his throat begging for mercy: "Master Ma... Master Ma has a fancy to a girl in the orphanage... ···Wu Qingqing·······"
"Where is Master Ma now?" Fu Tao's eyes burst into anger.
"In...In the Imperial Club..."
"Kacha..."
Before he could finish all the four words of the Imperial Club, Fu Tao broke his neck, threw the corpse aside, turned and ran towards the Imperial Club, where he knew it belonged to the Ma family of the Danfeng Group. Selling the golden nest, as for Master Ma, he is the pervert Ma Shirong who is well-known to the people of Dancheng. If he dares to move Qingqing, I will kill you.
That was when Fu Tao first entered the orphanage. It happened to be the night of the New Year’s Eve. There was snow drifting in the city of Dan. There were firecrackers outside. Everyone had only a small bowl of dumplings in the orphanage. Look at the bowl. Fu Tao swallowed the dumplings, but just when he was about to eat them.
"Snapped"
An older child slapped Fu Tao's forehead and cursed, "What do you eat, take it." He said that he snatched his bowl.
Because he was a newcomer, he was so bullied. Fu Tao didn't dare to say anything. He squatted in the corner and shed tears silently. The family was gone, his parents were gone, and he was just a child that nobody wanted. Having the courage to resist, he can only bear the grievances silently.
"No, let's eat together."
Suddenly a dumpling appeared in front of him, a little girl with a ponytail, holding a bowl in one hand, and holding the dumpling in one hand with chopsticks, and handed it to Fu Tao's mouth. Like an angel that suddenly descended.
Fu Tao, with his stomach growling, grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Is it delicious? Have another one?"
"Yep."
"What's your name?"
"Fu Tao."
"My name is Lin Qingqing, and we will be friends from now on!"
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From then on, Lin Qingqing was his relative in Fu Tao's heart. If you dare to touch my relatives, I must make you look good. In high school, because Lin Qingqing was so resilient, boys harassed her from time to time, and even used his hands, Fu Tao directly took that person His hands were broken and he finally entered the detention center, but for some reason, he was let out in a daze. From then on no one dared to think about Lin Qingqing.