Chapter 395: Died on the Same Day, Same Year, Same Month

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This sharp knife cut through the flesh, but it was not Guan He's flesh, nor Song Jialing's flesh.

A thick and powerful hand grasped the blade, and what this knife cut was the skin and muscles of this big hand.

Blood flowed out along the blade.

Xia Jiang's eyes widened and he looked at the man in front of him who was looking at him.

There was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes, and this kind of murderous intent was something Xia Jiang had never seen in his life.

He has never felt such a terrifying killing intent. It seems that as long as he makes any move, this killing intent will tear him apart instantly.

Xu Taiping's hand tightly grasped the blade, just enough to make a clicking sound.

Suddenly, Xu Taiping's hand swung violently.

The sharp knife flew to the side and hit the wall hard.

More than half of the entire knife was immersed in the wall, which shows how powerful the swing was.

Xu Taiping's hand did not fall, he grabbed it forward fiercely.

Xia Jiang reacted very quickly and took several steps back, but Xu Taiping was faster.

For Xu Taiping, who is extremely skilled, Xia Jiang is as fast as a turtle. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, he can beat ten super masters with one, but for Xu Taiping, Xia Jiang has killed him. There is no difference between many people, but Xu Taiping has killed countless people who are more powerful and higher level than Xia Jiang.

There was a snap.

Xu Taiping's hands grabbed Xia Jiang's neck, and then Xu Taiping lifted Xia Jiang up with one hand.

Xia Jiang grabbed Xu Taiping's hand in pain and wanted to break Xu Taiping's hand away, but found that he could not shake this hand at all. Although this hand was bleeding, the strength in his hand still reached a level of To an incredible extent.

Xia Jiang kept kicking Xu Taiping's body, but Xu Taiping's body was like a century-old pine. No matter how hard Xia Jiang kicked or how tricky his position was, Xu Taiping still stood there steadily. Not moving at all, not even frowning.

Xu Taiping's fingers contracted violently.

The strong muscles tensed up in Xu Taiping's hands.

Xia Jiang's tongue stuck out uncontrollably, and his whole body was trembling.

The powerful force locked Xia Jiang's throat, making Xia Jiang completely unable to breathe. His face became livid little by little, and his whole person looked very terrifying.

"Let him go, Taiping." Guan He held a sharp knife and pressed it against Xu Taiping's back.

The knife was not long, but it was enough to penetrate Xu Taiping's back and pierce Xu Taiping's heart.

"I've already let him go once." Xu Taiping said coldly, "This time, I won't let him go again."

"Don't force me." Guan He said.

"If you are willing, kill me with the knife in your hand." Xu Taiping raised his head, looked at Xia Jiang, who had gradually lost consciousness, and said, "Either I die or he dies."

Guan He's face was full of pain. She pressed the dagger forward, and the blade pierced Xu Taiping's clothes and the skin on Xu Taiping's back.

Xu Taiping didn't seem to notice any pain. He still pinched Xia Jiang and waited for Xia Jiang to die from suffocation.

Guan He exerted force again, and this time, the tip of the knife pierced into Xu Taiping's muscle.

Blood gushed out from the wound and then seeped down Xu Taiping's back.

Xu Taiping still didn't waver at all. He pinched Xia Jiang's neck, but Xia Jiang had fallen into a coma without any struggle.

"Peace!"

A familiar, frightened cry suddenly came from outside the door.

Xu Taiping, who had never wavered from beginning to end, looked back.

He saw Xia Jinxuan, who was standing at the door, her eyes full of fear.

"Let him go." Guan He said, letting go of the knife in his hand.

With a bang, the knife fell to the ground.

Xu Taiping let go of his hand.

With a pop, Xia Jiang fell to the ground, then his body trembled violently and he resumed breathing.

Xia Jinxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Xia Jinxuan suddenly saw a petite figure flying towards her father.

"Jia Ling, no!" Xia Jinxuan shouted in horror.

Xu Taiping looked back and saw a figure flashing past him. Then, the figure rushed directly towards Xia Jiang on the ground.

This thin figure now burst out with speed and strength that were completely inconsistent with her body.

Xu Taiping stretched out his hand to grab Song Jialing, but for some reason, his hand paused slightly in the air.

It was this moment that prevented Xu Taiping from catching Song Jialing.

Song Jialing threw herself on Xia Jiang.

Xia Jiang's body trembled violently, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

Guan He rushed forward from the side and pushed Song Jialing away.

Song Jialingnian staggered and fell to the side. When she was about to fall, Xu Taiping suddenly rushed to her side and hugged her.

"Dad!!" Xia Jinxuan screamed and rushed in from the door.

Xia Jiang lay on the ground, his body twitching constantly.

Due to the severe lack of oxygen, he had not yet recovered all the functions of his body, so when he faced Song Jiali and flew towards her, he had no way to dodge.

There was a palm-sized knife stuck on Xia Jiang's chest.

The knife was very sharp. It easily penetrated the skin and muscles on Xia Jiang's chest, passed through the sternum, and then stabbed the innermost heart.

This knife was the one Xu Taiping gave to Song Jialing on her birthday. It was extremely sharp.

Song Jialing, who had never killed an animal, let alone a human being, stabbed Xia Jiang accurately in the heart.

When a person falls into despair, no matter how harmless he is, he will instantly become the craziest killer.

Blood kept pouring out, Xia Jinxuan rushed to Xia Jiang's side, knelt beside Xia Jiang and screamed in fear.

Guan He quickly called an ambulance, but everyone knew that even if there were gods here, it would be useless.

Outside the door, the cold wind blew for some reason. It blew into the villa and chilled the bodies of the two people on the ground.

Xia Jiang, Song Huben.

The bodies of these two best brothers, who once stood at the highest position in Jiangyuan City's arena, became colder little by little.

"Dad...yes, I'm sorry for you." Xia Jiang raised his hand with difficulty and touched Xia Jinxuan's face.

His premonition came true. When Song Huben died, a trap was laid for him, an unsolvable trap. Therefore, when he died, he had to go downstairs to be with Song Huben.

It was only then that Xia Jiang felt regret in his heart.

He looked at his daughter in her prime in front of him and everything around her.

He could no longer talk and laugh, could no longer caress his daughter's cheek, could no longer watch her grow up little by little, marry, and give birth to a bunch of grandchildren.

He could no longer see the changes in Jiangyuan City, and he could no longer see everything he cherished.

The fear of death enveloped this Jiangyuan City tycoon for the first time, and the regret in his heart became more and more intense.

The darkness swallowed his body bit by bit, and he only felt that he was falling and falling, until finally, there was no more light in front of him.

Suddenly, Xia Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw himself running away from home when he was a boy. He saw him and Song Huben establishing the first territory together. He saw his daughter being born. He saw his daughter shouting for the first time. His dad, he saw his wife leave him in pain, and he saw everyone surrounding him.

They were talking, but Xia Jiang could no longer hear them at all.

Xia Jiang closed his eyes.

Not long after Song Huben was killed, he also followed in Song Huben's footsteps.

Two old brothers who had traveled together for decades finally confirmed what they had said when they were sworn friends.

Not to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month and the same day.

"I'm going to kill you!!" Xia Jinxuan rushed towards Song Jialing crazily. Song Jialing stood there with eyes blank.

Xu Taiping blocked Xia Jinxuan.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Xia Jinxuan roared angrily.

Xu Taiping shook his head. He didn't say anything more, he just looked at Xia Jinxuan.

"If you don't get out of the way, I will never see you again in this life, I swear!!" Xia Jinxuan looked at Xu Taiping like an injured tiger.

Xu Taiping continued to shake his head.

"You bastard!" Xia Jinxuan roared angrily, raised her hand and slapped Xu Taiping in the face.

There was a snap.

The loud slap echoed throughout the villa.

"Get lost, all of you, get lost as far away as possible!!" Xia Jinxuan roared.

Xu Taiping didn't say anything. He glanced at Guan He, nodded slightly, and then pulled Song Jialing and walked towards Song Huben's body.

"After you leave, don't come back. Don't see me again. There will never be any relationship between you and me, anything!!!" Xia Jinxuan's voice came from behind, but Xu Taiping didn't stop. He pulled Song Jialing's hand went to Song Huben's body, then she picked up Song Huben on her back and walked out with Song Jialing.

"Ah!!" Xia Jinxuan's cry came from behind. Xu Taiping was expressionless, as if he didn't hear anything.

Song Jialing kept sobbing and held Xu Taiping's hand tightly.

She had already experienced the pain of loss once, and later found out that her father was actually still alive, but she did not expect that when they met again, she would have to experience the pain of loss again. This kind of pain after gaining and losing is worse than Simply losing is even more unbearable.

Song Jialing told herself to be strong, but her body kept trembling.

The night swallowed up the entire Jiangyuan City.

Xu Taiping brought Song Huben to his grave.

This tomb is where the fake Song Huben was buried when he died.

Xu Taiping dug up the grave with his bare hands, placed Song Huben's body in the grave, and then refilled the grave bit by bit.

A loud thunder suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the mountain in the distance, and there was a violent thunder.

The autumn wind was bleak, and some cool rain fell from the sky, falling on Xu Taiping and Song Jialing.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and Song Jialing stood in front of the grave, sobbing.

Xu Taiping stood beside Song Jialing and put his arm around Song Jialing's shoulders.

The rain wet the bodies of the two people, gradually blurring their figures.

(Thank you to every brother who gave red envelopes~Thank you~)