The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Minghai City, in a luxurious villa.

A beautiful woman was sitting on the sofa, wiping her tears.

The woman looked haggard and kept muttering: "Chen'er, Chen'er, where have you been, where have you been, why don't you call your mother?"

Opposite the woman sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. The girl had short hair and a tall figure with delicate features like a woman walking out of the painting.

The girl hugged a big bear of the same height, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply tired.

The girl wiped her eyes and barely squeezed a smile: "Mom, don't worry, maybe where did your brother go to play, and forgot to inform the family for a while?"

The woman shook her head: "Yu'er, you don't know your brother, you've never stayed out at night when you grow up, let alone disappeared for a week this time. I'm really afraid of what happened to Chen'er."

At this time the door of the villa was opened, and a tall and burly middle-aged man walked in.

The man is burly, with a sense of righteousness on his face in the Chinese character.

It's just that the man's lips are chapped, and there is a lot of dust on his clothes, which makes him look quite embarrassed.

The woman was like a frightened bird, and suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Zhengyang, is there any news about Chen'er?"

The middle-aged man had a sullen face, and shook his head after pouring a large glass of water: "I used all the relationships, but I couldn't find any clues."

When the woman heard this, her body seemed to be drained, and she fell back on the sofa.

The man looked at the tired mother and daughter and sighed with some reproach.

At this time, the man's phone rang suddenly, and the man frowned deeply as he watched the caller.

"Liu Laoba told you countless times, I won't sign, don't bother me." The man answered the phone and roared grumpyly.

"Hahaha."

There was a strange smile on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhengyang, don't be too busy to refuse. By the way, I know the news about your son."

Xiao Zhengyang shivered and rushed towards his forehead. Xiao Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said, "I guess it has something to do with you gangsters."

"Oh, Mr. Xiao has to pay attention to what he says. You and I are both people with identities. Be careful and I sue you for slander." The other side of the phone said strangely.

"If Xiao Chen loses a hair, I don't mind breaking the net with you Liu Lao." Xiao Zhengyang was surprisingly calm when he said this.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and a heavy sigh rang.

"Xiao Zhengyang, your son's affairs have nothing to do with me. Although my Liu Laoba is not a good thing, I am not down to this level."

Xiao Zhengyang squinted his eyes and handed it over for so many years. Xiao Zhengyang still knows the character of the other party. Although the other party has been forcing himself to sign the acquisition agreement and used a lot of tricks, he has never involved his family.

"You'd better find a place where no one is there. The next thing I will say may not be acceptable to your family."

Hearing the words on the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhengyang's heart shrank sharply and his body shook a few times.

"Dad, are you okay."

The girl jumped up and wanted to help Xiao Zhengyang, Xiao Zhengyang waved her hand and said, "Manyu, I'm fine, you should go to rest first, and go to school tomorrow."

The girl shook her head and sat back on the sofa again.

Xiao Zhengyang looked at the mother and daughter, then turned around and went to the study.

"Liu Laoba, you can talk now."

"Xiao Chen is dead."

Xiao Zhengyang, who was already somewhat prepared, heard the bad news, staggered in his footsteps and almost hit the bookcase.

"Who did it?" Xiao Zhengyang bit his lip to prevent his voice from spreading.

If you let the mother and daughter know this bad news, I'm afraid the sky will collapse all at once.

"I can't say, nor dare to say."

"Liu Laoba, listen to me, haven't you always wanted to buy my company? I'm giving it to you for free now. Tell me, who hurt Xiaochen?"

The blood from Xiao Zhengyang's lips kept flowing down, but his voice became calmer.

"Lao Xiao listened to my advice, that person is not something you and I can afford. You have a daughter and a wife."

Xiao Zhengyang half-squinted his eyes, his eyes exuding a terrifying light.

"I see, Liu Laoba, you send the agreement and I will sign it right away, and I want the money to arrive immediately."

Xiao Zhengyang hung up after speaking and went to the lobby.

"Sijun, Manyu pack things up, we will leave here immediately."

The woman raised her head blankly and asked, "Where to go?"

Xiao Zhengyang tried his best to squeeze a smile that was uglier than crying: "Go to the magic city, my comrade-in-arms."

"Chen'er is not at home, so I won't go anywhere." The woman stubbornly shook her head.

Xiao Zhengyang took a deep breath and said coldly, "I have the final say in this house."

The woman raised her head in astonishment. After so many years of marriage, her husband had never spoken to herself loudly, let alone put on a face.

The already intelligent woman suddenly burst into tears and couldn't stop it falling down: "Zhengyang, can you tell me Chen'er honestly...?"

The woman dared not go any further.

Xiao Zhengyang turned aside his daughter and found that her daughter was already asleep on the sofa because of exhaustion.

Xiao Zhengyang didn't say a word, but fixedly looked at his daughter.

The woman wiped her tears and did not dare to cry, for fear of waking her daughter.

"I will give you an explanation." Xiao Zhengyang's face was gloomy and was about to drip.

The woman wiped away her tears, nodded heavily, got up and returned to her house.

...

After half an hour, the doorbell rang.

Xiao Zhengyang knew that it must be Liu Laoba who was here, and nodded gently to the woman who had already packed her things.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with the stomach of the general appeared at the door.

The man was empty-handed, Xiao Zhengyang wondered: "Where's Liu Laoba's contract?"

Liu Laoba shook his head, looking a little wilted: "Minghai City is going to change, and I will talk about the contract later."

Xiao Zhengyang's face was uncertain, Liu Laoba was a businessman on his face, and he had another identity, the underground emperor of Minghai City.

Such a black-and-white character, now showing the sad expression of a rabbit and a fox, which made Xiao Zhengyang feel that things may be far more complicated than he thought.

"I have arranged the car and go directly to the airport."

Liu Laoba looked at Xiao Zhengyang and sighed: "Lao Xiao, I have never admired a few people in my life. You Xiao Zhengyang counts as one. But you can't help but look down on Lao Tzu. It's a pity that you haven't been able to be friends with you."

Xiao Zhengyang ignored Liu Laoba, picked up his sleeping daughter and his wife, and left the home where he had stayed for more than ten years.

...

In an ordinary commercial house in Minghai City, a handsome young man is concentrating on his homework.

The phone rang suddenly.

After listening to the words on the other end of the phone, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched slightly: "Liu Laoba?"

The teenager who hung up looked at the book on the table. There was a newspaper next to the book.

The headline in the newspaper wrote that a rich second generation who failed to court and killed a girl, and that the rich second generation who killed someone had been mentally abnormal and compensated for two million to escape the sanctions of the law.

The boy glanced at the newspaper and suddenly laughed.

"Two million lives per life is really cheap!"