Chapter seven hundred and twentieth the end of being a junior
A dastardly stupid father...
Long Qianli raised the corner of his lips. Looking at Long Qianya opposite, he suddenly talked about the past: "Do you know how your mother died?"
Long Qianya was about to wave her gun and everyone in the Long family knew that her mother died of illness, a rare cancer with no cure. His father was heartbroken about it. No one had ever suspected that there was something strange about her mother's death...
"Actually, it's a very simple thing. I found someone to study a cancer cell virus. It was under her diet, so she got cancer. However, during the research, experts also developed the understanding of the virus," Long Qianli smiled, his tone calmly: "Patients with advanced cancer will become very ugly. She is indeed a smart woman. She actually knew that Mrs. Li, who imitated Emperor Wu of Han, quietly left the Long family in the middle of the lesion, and left a suicide note that my father would always remember her beautiful side, and some words to take care of you in the future. My father was both sad and regretful. Because of regret, at that time he had a secret plan and was ready to make you the head of the family..."
Long Qianya listened gritting her teeth. She knew that the real focus of Long Qianli wanted to say was not here, but where her mother would go next...
Long Qianli's smile deepened: "But, how could I allow such a ridiculous thing to happen? No one can take away the things that belong to me, Long Qianli. Those who take away my mother will definitely pay the price they deserve. As soon as the woman went out, I asked someone to tie her up and gave her the antidote to the virus and told her all the truth. Do you know her expression at that time? Seeing me is like seeing a ghost, horror, resentment, fear..."
With Long Qianya's twisted expression like a ghost, Long Qianli smiled and said, "You must not believe the next scene. Since a long time ago, when I read the top ten torture books, I have always had a question in my heart. Does the ancient journey of cutting into pieces really exist? So, I conducted an experiment on your mother and found a perverted doctor to practice with your mother. Cut down one by one. The more he cuts, the more money I give him. I must not let her die in shock in the middle. Guess how many knives he cut in total?"
"I'll kill you!" Long Qianya completely lost her mind and rushed over like crazy.
Long Qianli's eyes turned cold and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.
The secret guards beside him rushed forward with weapons, and the two sides fought.
Long Qianya was like a female leopard who was completely angry. Her hands kept firing out bullets and shells. Every step she stepped down, the ground with water was filled with lightning. No matter how powerful the dark guards were, they were all flesh. After one of them approached her and died, the others retreated in a tacit understanding and launched long-range attacks.
Long Qianya laughed wildly, her smile was full of viciousness. Her hands were aimed at Long Qianli, and one shot after another, she wanted to kill this person and avenge her mother...
No matter how fast a person is, there is a limit. Long Qianya's body is really strange. Those shells are just like they don't have money and have not been fired for such a long time. Logically speaking, even if the machine is used up, it will be time to scrap.
Chapter completed!