Chapter 1112: Bad News Comes One After Another

Chapter 1112: Bad News Comes One After Another

He Huatang was so angry that he stared at He Chen with red eyes, "Nizi, are you worthy of the ancestors of the He family?"

"He Huatang!" He Chen walked in front of him step by step, leaning on the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, bent over, and sneered, "Do you think I am the He family? Huh? The whole family of the He family thinks I am the He family." Is it? You ask me this now, where the hell do you have a face? "

He Huatang stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, speechless for a moment.

He Chen looked at him deeply, and after a while he said darkly: "This is just the beginning."

At five o'clock in the morning, the east is gradually dawning.

The He family was exhausted, and the ancestral hall in the backyard was already in a mess.

He Huatang sat in the wheelchair with a dark red face, the whole He family was immersed in grief for the whole night's accident.

After decades of wind and rain, the He family's ancestral hall has become a pile of ruins.

The He family had never felt that their position in Parma was so humble.

For a whole night, the He family was isolated and helpless.

No matter how many calls I made and how many old friends I asked for help, from the beginning to the end, no one came to help.

At this time, He Chen had already left the ancestral hall, and was sitting in the front yard with Yin Mo having breakfast.

Several uncles beckoned the servants to clean up the mess, but almost all the tablets that could be found were smashed.

"Go to the police and find someone..." He Huatang closed his eyes, his tone was dull and helpless, "The He family must not be destroyed by He Chen's hands."

Just as he was talking, the servant who ran from the corridor shouted in surprise: "Master, madam, the young master is back."

He Qing is back?

Rong Manli, who was in a trance, suddenly opened her eyes, "Is it Ah Qing?"

The servant nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the young master's car is just outside the door, someone saw him go to the front yard."

He Huatang and Rong Manli's eyes met, and there was a hint of urgency hidden in their eyes, "Hurry up, go to the front yard."

...

In the main hall of the front yard, He Chen was sitting on the upper chair and was peeling eggs for Yin Mo, "Are you sleepy?"

Yin Mo wore a suit jacket over his shoulders, and blinked, "A little bit, but I can still hold on."

"Shall I ask someone to take you back first?" He Chen looked at the end of the woman's eyes distressedly, and casually brought the peeled egg to Yin Mo's mouth, "Go back to sleep if you're sleepy, don't stay with me."

Yin Mo took a bite of the egg, and shook her head stubbornly, "Not sleepy."

A faint smile was drawn on He Chen's thin lips, he leaned forward slightly, and teased her: "Go back and I will sleep with you in my arms."

On the other side, He Qing stood in the hall, with injuries on his cheeks, and a slightly thin figure, but his hands were cut backwards, and his mouth was covered with tape, and beside him were two men wearing eagle beak rings on their tail fingers, restraining him .

Not long after, all the He family rushed over.

When the three members of the He family met in the main hall, Rong Manli cried bitterly, but He Qing caught her tragically blood-stained severed arm, and immediately began to struggle violently like a trapped animal.

How could a He Chen ruin the He family so far?

"Everyone is here, so can I just say a few words?" He Chen folded his legs lazily, sitting on top like the master of the whole house.

The uncle is still talking nonsense right now, "He Chen, don't be complacent, you will pay the price for everything the He family suffered last night."

He Chen rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but smile, "I like to see you idiots who are desperate and helpless. Everyone, do you want me to ask for some interest before I pay the price?

After a whole night of tossing around, I am also tired, why don't we make a quick decision, everyone will take one shot at me, you are at your fate whether you live or die, is it fair? "

Yin Mo frowned slightly when he heard He Chen's words, and his eyes darkened a lot.

Sure enough, he wanted to start a massacre in the He family.

That does not work.

Yin Mo grabbed her suit jacket, recalling the phone call she had with Qiaoqiao yesterday, maybe... now is what Qiaoqiao called the most appropriate time.

Thinking of this, Yin Mo didn't dare to delay, so under the cover of his coat, he sent a WeChat message on his mobile phone.

The He family deserves to die, but He Chen cannot be called patricide.

Besides, murder is the first thing to do, and death is not the only way out for the He family.

...

At the same time, starting at six o'clock in the morning, the entrances and exits of the blocks around the He family's old house were inexplicably blocked.

Uncle's call to the police has not been rescued for a long time.

At 6:30, the butler received a call, and after listening to the report inside, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He walked stiffly to Rong Manli, "Husband, madam, the He family's semiconductor factory was blown up last night..."

Rong Manli's physical strength has reached its limit. At this time, like He Huatang, she is sitting in a wheelchair. She has not slept all night and the pain of a broken arm makes her feel that life is worse than death.

"What do you mean... blow up?"

The housekeeper looked at He Chen with trepidation, "The other party claimed to be from Wenxi Island, and paid a lot of money to dismiss all the workers. There was an explosion in the factory at four o'clock this morning, and the fire has not been extinguished yet..."

Rong Manli took a deep breath, closed her eyes dizzily, "Who are they? How dare they..."

"He said his surname was Jin, and he came to support his fourth brother."

Everyone subconsciously looked at fourth uncle, he was the only one who was the fourth eldest member of the He family.

Fourth Uncle spread his hands in a daze, "I don't know anyone from Wenxi Island..."

"Madam, master, uncles, the police station is here." The servant's words were like rain from the sky, instantly nourishing a prairie of hope in everyone's heart, "Quick, please come in."

The servant held on to the door frame and panted, "But...they said they couldn't come in. The surrounding main roads are under traffic control. Let us wait."

A wave of ups and downs rose again, and the flame that had just ignited in everyone's hearts was extinguished again.

In the distance, you can go directly to the pedestrian street of He's family. There are military off-road vehicles parked at every street corner, which is called traffic control.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the bad news came one after another.

He's headquarters received a notice from the State Administration of Taxation and requested to suspend work immediately to cooperate with the tax investigation by the State Administration of Taxation.

At 7:10, the financial accounts of He's headquarters were frozen, and the personal accounts of Rong Manli and He Qing were also frozen.

At 7:30, the office building of He's headquarters in the business district was sealed off.

Everything develops as if someone is behind the scenes.

Apart from He Qing, the He family is still actively discussing a solution. After all, the bombing of the factory indirectly caused the State Administration of Taxation to target the He family. This seems... understandable.

At this time, the sun was shining outside the hall.

He Chen was dozing off with his forehead propped up, as if he was waiting for something.

And He Qing in the hall kept gesturing to Yin Mo with his eyes, and the latter observed it for a few seconds, then asked calmly, "Do you want to talk?"

He Qing nodded, Yin Mo glanced at He Chen, and seeing that he didn't stop, he ordered the members of Black Eagle to tear off the tape on the corner of his mouth.