Hongmen Banquet



There is another large desk near the high platform. The desk is full of white file folders and books of various colors. On the left is an antique-like but western-style desk lamp with switch wires. The lower line is a red line that had braided tassels.


Don't look at this little thing, it's an antique, it's also a concealed weapon, and the stuff coming out of it is poisonous, it can seal the throat when it sees blood, and it can move the whole body if it is pulled. If one would touch it, even Iron King Kong will surely die.

At the other end of the study room, there is a black leather sofa with a sandalwood coffee table in the middle, and a TV wall in front of the coffee table.

At this time, there was a chessboard on the sofa, and there were already black and white chess pieces on the chessboard. On the right side of the chessboard sat an old man with white hair and slightly fat body, leaning on a black cane.

The old man sat very upright, frowning, staring at the chessboard with piercing eyes, as if he was worrying about how to take the next step.

Beside him, stood a young man in a well-dressed black suit. This man was handsome, and it was none other than Shen Tengfei who escaped in the plane.

Standing on the other side was a man of about forty-seven years old, who was somewhat similar to that old man. He was actually the old man's third son and Shen Jue's father, Shen Fengchen.

"Father, Commander Wen is here!" Shen Yehe hurriedly stepped forward, looked at his father humbly, but glanced lightly, standing aside, Shen Fengchen, who had always relied on his appearance to be more similar to his father. His son died, isn't he very sad? Why is it that the son's bones are still not cold, and now he is still here leisurely to please the old man?

Hearing this sentence, the old man reacted instantly, and hurriedly planned to get up.

Seeing this, Wen Ruyu walked over quickly, and gently supported the old man, "Grandpa Shen, what are you doing?" 

"Not good, I hope Commander can understand, now that you came here, I have to stand up and greet you anyway." The old man said very calmly, he was obviously over seventy years old, but his eyes were shrewd and deep.

"Hehe, Grandpa Shen, you are making fun of this junior!" Wen Ruyu smiled and handled it with ease, and at the same time helped the old man to the seat.

"Hey, I'm old, I'm useless, and my status has also dropped, and I've become a useless person!" Both in and out of these words, it seems that the majesty of the Shen family is gone.

He just wanted to say that Wen Ruyu simply watched as the members of the Shen family were killed by a woman under his nose.


And even if he didn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, he should stop her, or at least intervene. In the end, what did his grandson tell him?

That woman killed his granddaughter and grandson in front of him, and even protected that b*tch in the end?

Shen Tengfei stood aside and didn't speak, but when he thought about the scene back then, seeing Wen Ruyu who was in high spirits at this time, he no longer had the respect he had for him before, and there was more resentment and hatred for him.

As a light-type supernatural being, Shen Xin can heal many people's scars, but for her face, which has already damaged the skin tissue and burned too much, there is no way to treat it. Now she is still lying on the bed, even when she wakes up, she is still crying.

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