Chapter 389 Underworld President 117

Beijia

Bei Anguo, Ling Yue, and Bei Yifeng stared at the person in front of them, their eyes full of disbelief.

Bei Yutang and Feng Ming stood together, facing the questioning in the eyes of the three, her face did not change at all, her indifferent eyes looked at them, no guilt or guilty conscience in her eyes.

"Why?" Bei Yifeng asked with a trembling voice.

They never believed that the destruction of their Bei family was planned by the people in front of them.

Bei Yutang did not respond.

"Why, why do you do this?" Bei Yifeng's voice suddenly rose.

why……

The former Bei Yutang also asked them.

Why are they so cruel to her even though they are their relatives?

Why let her know that she has father, mother and brother.

Why did she always want what she had always wanted, what she had always longed for, what should belong to her. Why she can't have it, why is it all on the woman who took everything from her.

Bei Yutang said word by word, "Because... this is what you owe her and Bei Yutang."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, leaving the Bei family's three members with questions on their faces.

They didn't understand, they didn't understand what she meant.

Obviously she is Bei Yutang, why use 'she'.

After Zhao Baoer left this world one after another, Bei Yutang felt that he was about to leave this world soon.

She looked at Feng Ming, and there was a deep reluctance in her eyes.

She didn't know when their next meeting would be.

"I want to see the sunrise."

In the past, he always wanted to watch the sunrise with her, but he never did. Even if he doesn't remember all the memories from before, she doesn't care.

As long as he is him, that's enough.

"it is good."

Feng Ming held her hand with a doting smile on his lips.

The two drove to Yunding Mountain. When their car was halfway through, Bei Yutang noticed that Feng Ming's expression had changed.

"What's wrong?"

"Do it well." Feng Ming dropped such a sentence, and the speed of the car increased.

Bei Yutang saw three cars behind him through the rearview mirror, and at first glance it seemed that the comers were bad. Needless to say, they must have come for Feng Ming. The car was driving fast on the winding and rugged mountain road, and sometimes it felt like the car was floating.

Bei Yutang resisted the churning in his stomach, his nerves tensed with the friction between the two sides.

Feng Ming suddenly opened his mouth and reminded, "Grab it firmly."

"En." Bei Yutang grabbed the armrest with both hands.

When passing the turn, Feng Ming suddenly accelerated, and Bei Yutang watched the whole car fly along the edge of the cliff, and the whole car almost flew past the edge of the cliff.

Of the three cars chasing behind, two of them realized that it was too late to slow down, and two flew out of the lane and fell off the cliff. Bei Yutang heard a loud 'bang, bang' sound behind him, and two bursts of fire quickly shot up from under the cliff.

Bei Yutang glanced through the rearview mirror, holding her heart, and heaved a sigh of relief. She couldn't help looking at Feng Ming, this man was really powerful, as if there was nothing he couldn't do.

Bei Yutang didn't have time to rejoice, and a car was chasing them.

And just then, a gunshot rang out.

"They have guns in their hands." Bei Yutang was shocked.

This kind of weapon, Bei Yutang had seen before, it was more powerful than all the weapons in the world she lived in. She once wanted to learn this, but found that she wanted to make a pistol, and she couldn't make it at the world level she lived in.