1432: C1432 Sad Hero Sad Song

C1432 Sad Hero Sad Song

"Zhang Muye?" Wang Zhongtian's expression turned ugly. After all, Zhang Muye had once brought Wang Zhongtian a very embarrassing experience.

Wang Qiuqiu nodded, his eyes filled with fear. "Yes! He had returned. He was stronger than before. I... I can't beat him. I've been crippled by him. I beg of you, I beg of you to help me take revenge! "

Wang Qiuqiu gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you can help me take revenge, I'm willing to be a dog by your side."

"Be a dog? Why didn't you become a dog in front of me?"

"No, no, no! I will be your dog for the rest of my life, and I will be your dog for the rest of my life."

"Very good! Very good!"

Wang Zhongtian was very satisfied with Wang Qiuqiu's attitude. Unexpectedly, he changed the topic. "However, you are now trash. Your company is finished. You are also finished. May I ask, why should I take you in? "

"Because... Zhang Muye is your enemy, and I can be your dog."

"Is that so?" Wang Zhongtian smiled mockingly, then suddenly pointed at a bulldog and said:

"You can be a dog if you want to. As long as you can beat my bulldog, I will admit that you are my dog king. I can consider helping you stand up for me."

"Okay! I will definitely be your dog king." Wang Qiuqiu nodded madly. He had completely fallen into the devil path. As long as he could kill Zhang Muye, as long as he could destroy everything Zhang Muye had, he was willing to do anything for him.

"Put my dog and it in a cage."

Not long later, there was a miserable cry coming from inside the cage. Bulldogs were known to have extremely powerful attacks, and they were very aggressive.

Now, Wang Qiuqiu had been crippled by Zhang Muye, and he was even worse than an ordinary person. A heart-wrenching scream came from inside the cage, and in a short while, Wang Qiuqiu was bitten until he was bleeding.

However, with his strong willpower and the thought of seeing Zhang Muye die with his own eyes, Wang Qiuqiu actually burst out with unimaginable combat strength. He suddenly threw himself onto the bulldog and grabbed its neck tightly. The bulldog struggled crazily and scratched Wang Qiuqiu with its claws.

Seeing the man and dog fighting fiercely inside, Wang Zhongtian led his friends and subordinates outside the cage and laughed crazily.

"Look, look, he really bit the dog."

"Isn't he just a dog?"

"Dog? Even calling him a dog would praise him. Even a dog is not as cheap as him. "

" Do you think he can beat a bulldog? "

"Black Panther is a purebred bulldog. How can this kind of dog beat Black Panther?"

Who knows?" Awoo!" The bulldog Black Panther was actually strangled to death by Wang Qiuqiu!

Wang Qiuqiu and the group of lackeys were dumbfounded.

"F * ck, this bastard really killed Black Panther?"

"That doesn't make sense!"

"Did I see something wrong with my eyes?"

The iron cage was opened. Wang Qiuqiu walked out of the iron cage with a trembling body and forced a smile. "Master, look... I have already... defeated this dog. Look! No... Could it be that... you want to take revenge for me... "

"Pa!" Suddenly, a huge slap landed on Wang Qiuqiu's face. After that, Wang Zhongtian cursed angrily.

"F * ck! How dare you beat my dog to death?! Who gave you the audacity to do that?!"

The rest of the lackeys also attacked Wang Qiuqiu with their fists and legs, crazily attacking him. Wang Qiuqiu was wounded all over and was on the verge of death.

Wang Qiuqiu said, "As long as... as long as Master is happy and can help me take revenge, I am willing to let Master vent his anger."

"Pooh! You trash, do you really think that I will take revenge for you?"

Wang Zhongtian smiled coldly. The lackeys behind him understood what he meant. They immediately picked Wang Qiuqiu up and threw him out of the yard.

"Why... Why did you do this to me?"

Wang Qiuqiu roared at the sky. "Zhang Muye, this is all your fault! You are the one who turned me into this kind of person who is neither human nor ghost. I swear that as long as you give me a chance, I will kill your entire family and make you pay for it for ten lifetimes."

At this moment, Wang Qiuqiu's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was another call from his old uncle. His uncle only had one sentence:

"Your mother is gone. If you still have some conscience, come back and see her!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Qiuqiu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He always thought that his uncle said that his mother was seriously ill and only wanted to cheat him of money. Never would he have thought that this bad news would actually come?

Wang Qiuqiu frantically made calls. When he went back, no one answered him.

Wang Qiuqiu wanted to go back and book a flight ticket, but all the money had been frozen. He thought of his secretary, who was as close as glue to him.

"Hello, little Yang? I'm Wang Qiuqiu. Help me book a plane ticket -"

The secretary interrupted Wang Qiuqiu's words. Who are you? Do I know you? Get lost! "

The downtrodden Wang Qiuqiu once again witnessed the horror of human nature.

When he used the only money he had left and stumbled back to his hometown, other than the two wild dogs at the village entrance, no one greeted him. Even the two wild dogs howled at him.

"Uncle, can you take me to my mother's grave to take a look?"

The uncle who had looked for Wang Qiuqiu the last time looked at him with ridicule. "What is it? Are you willing to come back? I thought you jumped out from a crack in the rock. You don't have a father or a mother! "

Although that was what he said, his uncle still stood up and brought Wang Qiuqiu to the f * cking tomb...

Because he didn't have money. Wang Qiuqiu's mother's grave was just a simple country bumpkin, it didn't even have a stone tablet.

No one dared to believe that the son of the tomb owner was once a billionaire with a net worth of hundreds of billions, a powerful figure.

However, no matter how glorious Wang Qiuqiu was, he was still nothing.

Wang Qiuqiu knelt on his mother's grave, and his tears welled up. "Mother... Mother... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

Wang Qiuqiu turned around and said, "Uncle, I beg you, can you help my mother set up a stone tablet?"

The uncle smoked the poor quality tobacco and said lightly, "If you have money, you will get it for your mom. But your name will not be on it."

After a pause, the uncle said again: "I heard you committed a crime? Go and turn yourself in! Although the Wang Family of the West Village is poor, our ancestors have been clean for three generations. There have never been any criminals. "

Wang Qiuqiu tightly gripped the grave where his mother was buried, and his eyes were filled with hatred as he shook his head.

"No! I can't turn myself in! I still want revenge. All of this was caused by that bastard Zhang Muye. If I don't kill Zhang Muye in this life, I won't be able to rest in peace."

The uncle smiled coldly. "Is that so? What? Killing and arson is also his fault? Tax evasion and suppressing others was also his fault? Child, let's see the reality! When will the revenge of injustice come?"

Wang Qiuqiu's matter had already become a hot topic. The only correct way was to turn himself in.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

Wang Qiuqiu shook his head crazily. His uncle sighed and left.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and Wang Qiuqiu shivered. He felt that the wind was chilly. The wind made him feel uncomfortable.1

Why was he suddenly afraid of the wind? Wang Qiuqiu was a little surprised. He felt thirsty, so he wanted to drink some water. Who knew that when he saw the water, he would shiver all over, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Woof... Woof, woof, woof..."

Wang Qiuqiu suddenly started to bark again, and then his entire body became somewhat muddled.

The content came from [Miegu Reading].

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