$609 I Am in the Same Pain as You

"What?" Fang Junhong couldn't help it. His expression, which was originally calm, suddenly became unbelievable.

"Dad, are you kidding me?"

Qin Lang picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it. It was given to him by Chen Pingan's bodyguard.

"I'm almost 74 years old. I'm in great shape and don't have any hidden injuries. I've had a physical examination in Australia and I'm fine.

Chen Pingan promised to leave me 30 million, which is always enough for me to live peacefully until I die.

Isn't that the truth?

All my sons and daughters are dead. What's the use of so much money?"

Fang Junhong stared at Qin Lang, clenched his fists and held them tightly.

No, I can't be angry, I can't lose my temper.

There are surveillance cameras here, definitely, otherwise that rebellious son wouldn't let Qin Lang and I stay together like this.

I definitely want to get some information from me.

And Qin Lang, whether he cooperates with that rebellious son or not, at least he will ask some questions.

Just stay calm, stay calm!

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

Qin Lang smoked slowly, looking at Fang Junhong's face close at hand through the smoke.

To be honest, if he got angry and took a fruit knife, he might not be able to kill the beast.

But there was no need.

Let Chen Pingan and him decide life and death, why should he help the little beast kill his own father?

He smoked slowly, watching Fang Junhong's reaction.

Although Fang Junhong knew that the other party was observing him, he could not hide the depression in his heart.

Too much!

The old man has too much money.

I want it!

Qin Lang continued: "I went to Australia and checked the account.

The antiques are all there, and there is less than 80 billion in cash."

He smiled, "Peihua spends money too fast.

I don't know when you killed him. In just 20 years, you have to spend more than 1 billion a year on average..."

Outside, Chen Xiaolong was shocked.

He pulled Chen Pingan and said, "The old man said he would buy his own life with money! Did you agree?"

Chen Pingan: "......?"

"Right now, in addition to antiques and calligraphy, there are more than 70 billion!" Chen Xiaolong's eyes were red.

Chen Pingan looked at him with a smile, "Want it?"

Chen Xiaolong nodded decisively, "Yes!"

Inside.

Fang Junhong's expression was gloomy, but Qin Lang saw it but didn't care.

"I only regret one thing now, Junhong, do you know what it is?"

Fang Junhong's eyes exuded a cold light and said, "I don't know what else in the world can make you regret?

A seventy-year-old man, alone, with endless wealth.

Should be a winner in life."

Qin Lang felt a pain in his heart and endured it, "Whether you killed Peihua or not, you will die, but it's a pity that I can't send you down to accompany Xiaolian and her elder brother.

Besides, I haven't found any information about your illegitimate child in Japan, otherwise, I will kill him myself!"

Fang Junhong broke his defense.

He doesn't care about anything, but his son was only a few months old. It's not that he doesn't care, it's just that he doesn't visit him often.

"I believe you definitely have photos of your illegitimate child in your phone, right?"

Qin Lang laughed, then stopped smiling and his eyes became vicious. He gritted his teeth and said, "You killed Peihua, and Xiaolian also died because of you. I regret it. I regret not killing you, the beast!"

Fang Junhong didn't even look at him. He looked around the room in front of him, and his hand touched the edge of the table.

There are some things he can't say, absolutely can't say, otherwise it will be troublesome.

"I only have one illegitimate son, Hongjun, who is your grandson, and he is dead!

Also, although I don't believe you will give so much money to Chen Pingan for nothing.

But even if you give it to me, I will only be happy.

Because Chen Pingan is my son, the son of Zhao Wei and me, have you forgotten?

What's the difference between this and you giving it to me? In the future, Fang Group will also belong to my son.

Provocation doesn't work on me. I don't know anything, and I don't know what you are talking about.

I am also very sad that my eldest brother has lost contact, but I have checked and found nothing.

I have taken care of A Lian for more than 20 years. Her death was an accident. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even know who the murderer is.

I helped you, but now you treat me as an enemy.

You repay kindness with enmity like this. When you die and see A Lian, I guess she won't forgive you."

Fang Junhong's eyes were red, and his face was full of grief and indignation.

He really wanted to pinch Qin Lang's neck and ask for his account and password, but he certainly couldn't do that now.

Qin Lang sneered, "Go away. I have nothing to say to you anymore!"

From beginning to end, the conversation between the two was completely meaningless.

Fang Junhong stood up and walked to Qin Lang's side. He glanced at the knife on the table and whispered in Qin Lang's ear:

"Of all the things, you are only right about two things.

I killed Qin Peihua with my own hands.

I threw his wife and two sons into the sea one by one, and he refused to tell me his account password.

So I threw his whole family into the sea to feed the sharks.

By the way, do you know the names of your two grandsons?

The eldest grandson is Qin Shuhao and the youngest grandson is Qin Shujie.

You haven't seen them, right? I have photos. Do you want to see them?

Tsk tsk tsk, they knew they were going to die and cried like two dogs.

The second thing is that I do have a son who is less than one year old now, but he lives very happily in Hokkaido.

You have been awesome all your life, but now you are the only one in the family.

Just wait here to die! "

He spoke in a low voice to avoid being recorded by surveillance cameras.

Qin Lang was trembling all over and his eyes were red.

He put his hands on the table, clenched into fists.

He didn't take the knife.

Fang Junhong straightened up, ignored the knife on the table, and prepared to leave.

"Fang Junhong!"

Qin Lang shouted.

Fang Junhong stopped and turned around to see Qin Lang standing up, his eyes red.

"You have to die!"

Qin Lang cursed.

Fang Junhong saw the knife still on the table and said contemptuously: "If you pick up the knife and rush over, I will be a little scared.

What's the point of just talking?

Didn’t you give all the money to Chen Pingan? You have enough money left to buy me a murder, right?

Qin Lang, I understand your pain of losing your family, but I also lost my beloved Alian and Hongjun.

I'm in the same pain as you. "

Qin Lang clenched his hands into fists and trembled all over, but he just stood there without moving.

"Fang Junhong, sooner or later you will be unable to survive or die."

Fang Junhong shrugged and said, "I have a son. Even if Chen Ping'an disowns me, he is still my son, isn't he?"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qin Lang watched him leave, but he resisted and did not make a move.

Because, just when Fang Junhong came, Chen Pingan had another conversation with him, which was only between the two of them.