4228: C4228 External Head Killing Father

C4228 External Head Killing Father

The car's been driving on the road for so long, it's already early in the morning.

Finally, the car stopped and Yi Haofeng was pulled out of the car.

The weak light made him recognize that the house in front of him was very familiar.

He turned around and saw that the two people holding him did not have any intention of following him. Yi Haofeng did not know what Yi Lanyou was going to do.

He walked up the stairs step by step, pushed open the door, and walked in.

The room was much warmer than outside. The quiet room was brightly lit. The decorations were exactly the same as when he left in the morning.

He remembered that he accidentally touched a vase before he went out in the morning, and it was he who immediately helped her up. The Lily that he crushed was still hanging its head listlessly.

Strange, did the caregiver not come to clean up and change the flowers today?

Yi Haofeng's eyes moved away from the vase, and then he walked in. "Dad?"

He remembered that Yi Weihai was reading in the study upstairs before he left in the morning.

He was old, and Yi Weihai had only slept for a short time. He had noticed it in the past two days. Every time he woke up and walked out of the bedroom, the light in Yi Weihai's study was always on.

It was very similar to when he was young. Yi Weihai seemed to always work in the study. Whether it was in the morning or at night, as long as he wanted to find his father, Yi Weihai would definitely appear in the study.

"Dad? Are you asleep?" Yi Haofeng called again with uncertainty.

If Yi Weihai was asleep, the light in the living room would not be on. The light in the study. . .

Yi Haofeng walked towards the stairs while looking at the study.

It was rare that the lights in the study were turned off.

Tap.

Yi Haofeng was looking up at the stairs, but he seemed to have accidentally kicked an iron device under his feet, causing his ankle to hurt.

"Hiss. . . " Yi Haofeng took a deep breath and lowered his head. He saw the wheelchair on the ground and. . .

At that moment, Yi Haofeng's mind went blank.

"Dad. . . " Yi Haofeng opened his mouth and looked at Yi Weihai's face.

Yi Weihai was now lying on the wheelchair. His hands were stiff and his fingers were twisted in a weird way.

It seemed like someone had taken the most precious thing from him after he died.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were tightly pursed. If it wasn't for the fact that his face was blue, he would really have fallen asleep.

But Yi Haofeng knew that Yi Weihai wasn't sleeping, he was. . .

He was dead.

"Dad!" Yi Haofeng bent his knees and knelt beside Yi Weihai. He reached out his trembling hand and held Yi Weihai's cold and stiff hand.

"Dad! Dad!" Yi Haofeng reached out his other hand and touched Yi Weihai's body. His cold body was like an object that had lost its soul.

"How could this be. . . How could this be. . . " Yi Haofeng's eyes were red. He clearly remembered that Yi Weihai was still fine when he went out in the morning.

He had only coughed a little during the past two days. How could he. . .

He remembered that he had been scolded by Yi Weihai when he accidentally touched the vase this morning. He had even smiled and said something to Yi Weihai.

He could not remember. But he remembered that Yi Weihai was still fine at that time.

Why did he suddenly appear? It's. . . Gone?

Why!

Yi Haofeng suddenly felt that his mind was not as blank as when he first saw Yi Weihai. Now, his mind was extremely clear.

Yi Lanyou suddenly asked someone to send him back, not for anything else. It was because Yi Weihai was gone.

Yi Haofeng found that Yi Weihai's forehead and side of his face were injured. This was not caused by his death, but by a bump before his death.

His corpse seemed to have been dragged by someone. Although it was not far away, it must have been done by someone.

Yi Weihai did not die suddenly. He was killed by someone!

Realizing this, Yi Haofeng's eyes suddenly widened.

Yi Lanyou sending him back at this time proved that Yi Weihai did not die in Yi Lanyou's hands, but. . .

Yi Haofeng's heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

Yi Chengzhi. . .

It was Yi Chengzhi who killed Yi Weihai. . .

Once Yi Haofeng realized this, he felt as if he was drenched in a bucket of ice water from head to toe. He did not dare to look at Yi Weihai's face again.

The things that he had done surfaced in his mind.

He remembered Yi Chengzhi telling him that Yi Weihai had been imprisoned in the name of Yi Lanyou's protection.

Yi Chengzhi knew Yi Weihai's whereabouts, but because Yi Lanyou's people were guarding the villa, he could not save Yi Weihai.

Therefore, Yi Haofeng came.

He lived here and observed the situation around him. He knew the pattern of Yi Lanyou's people guarding and handing over shifts. He told Yi Chengzhi everything.

He hoped that Yi Chengzhi would find a chance to save Yi Weihai.

But. . .

But the truth was. . .

Yi Chengzhi. . . Had caused Yi Weihai's death.

The person he trusted the most, his son had caused his father's death, and he had become the most shameful accomplice!

Killing his father!

The moment these two words appeared in his mind, Yi Haofeng felt as if all his strength had been sucked dry. His fingertips were cold, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. It was as if his neck had been tightly gripped by someone, and the air became thinner and thinner.

"Dad. . . " Yi Haofeng opened his mouth and looked at Yi Weihai in despair, but he did not dare to look at Yi Weihai's face.

The world in front of him gradually darkened. Yi Haofeng finally knew what a stupid thing he had done.

It was over.

It was all over.2

Then, Yi Haofeng lost consciousness.

On the other side, Yi Chengzhi brought Qian Qian and his subordinates to Z City.

The night wind howled. Yi Chengzhi tightened his tight clothes and strode forward.

Qian Qian had already woken up. She couldn't open her eyes because of the biting cold of the night wind.

That cold wind is like a blade scraping her tender skin. The short white fur coat on her body is blown by the wind until it is bulging. No matter how hard she tried to pull it with her little hands, it was meaningless.

She could not open her eyes against the wind. When she opened her mouth, cold wind poured in from her mouth. Her neat and white teeth made a knocking sound.

Even her teeth were trembling.

Qian Qian wasn't tall and her steps were small. She didn't take a few steps because she was too slow. She held her collar and carried it on her shoulder like she was carrying a cargo.

Her empty stomach was held up by her hard shoulder and her head was hanging upside down. After a few steps, Qian Qian almost rolled her eyes.

Fortunately, the group of people soon got into the car. Qian Qian was finally stuffed into the warm back seat of the car.

Qian Qian curled up and stared at Yi Chengzhi with her big eyes wide open.

She hated this devil who had killed her grandfather for the rest of her life!

This bad guy would never have a good ending if he killed her!

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