Chapter 583: That gentle smile

The evening of the 20th.

Má shēng zhí shù glanced at the huge villa, his eyes full of reluctance.

I can't go back, I really can't go back!

In the past, I don't know how many parties were held in this villa.

But now I'm in trouble, and even my old friends didn't come to see me when my father died.

"Let's go!"

Má shēng zhí shù's mother said lightly.

She held an urn in her hands.

This was to take Má shēng liáng jí as well, to bury him in Australia.

She was a very traditional woman; in the household, men made all the decisions.

She had a delicate, weak appearance.

Má shēng zhí shù nodded, picked up the box, and the two walked toward the gate.

That evening there was a flight to Australia.

The household servants and guards had all left during the day.

Besides the two of them, there was no one else in the house.

Just as they reached the door, a blinding light shone upon them.

It was a car with its high beams on.

There was more than one car; in total, seven vehicles.

The seven cars sped forward, then braked sharply, stopping less than two meters from Má shēng zhí shù.

Immediately, over twenty people got out of the seven cars, blocking the villa's gate.

A man chewing gum, with a scar on his face, walked up to Má shēng zhí shù and kicked him to the ground.

"Damn..."

Má shēng zhí shù began cursing loudly.

At that moment, a young man carrying a knife stepped forward.

Seeing this young man, Má shēng zhí shù froze.

The young man gave a hehe smile and said, "Má shēng, do you still know me?"

Má shēng zhí shù certainly remembered this young man; two years ago, he had abducted the man's sister and brought her to his home...

The next day, the young man's sister jumped from the school rooftop.

"I'll pay you; I have one hundred million dollars, please let me go!"

Má shēng zhí shù panicked.

The scar-faced man raised his hand to stop the knife-wielding young man, smiling and said, "Fine, as long as you hand over the money, I won't kill you."

Saying that, he waved his hand.

A woman walked over holding a laptop.

Má shēng zhí shù, already frightened into a blank stupor, mechanically entered the password on the laptop, completing the transfer.

After receiving the money, the scar-faced man turned and left.

But the knife-wielding young man stayed behind.

Má shēng zhí shù suddenly understood and shouted, "You said you wouldn't kill me!"

The scar-faced man laughed coldly, "I said I wouldn't kill you, but that doesn't mean he won't kill you!"

Just as his words fell——

"Ah!"

Má shēng zhí shù's mother suddenly screamed and lunged forward, grabbing the scar-faced man's leg.

The scar-faced man pulled a gun from his bosom, pressed it against the woman's head, and sneered, "Let go, or I'll blow your head off."

The woman lifted her head, stared at the scar-faced man, and smiled.

It was the standard smile of a small-town woman, appearing very gentle.

Seeing that smile, the scar-faced man froze, and the image of his mother's smile from childhood appeared in his mind.

But he quickly came to his senses, because he saw smoke rising from the woman's body.

There was a pungent smell of fire matches.

"Ah~"

The scar-faced man, who liked watching cold dramas, uttered his last two words in this life.

Immediately after came a 'boom' sound.

The scar-faced man, the knife-wielding young man, and Má shēng zhí shù, the people closest to them,

were instantly torn apart by the energy of the explosion.

Finally, of the scar-faced man's over twenty henchmen, only two survived by luck.

It was truly tragic!

"Brother, it exploded, it really exploded!"

At the hatch of Moli No. 2, Zhao Xiaoyang, holding a telescope, exclaimed in surprise.

Liu Erwa beside him said, "This power is truly huge!"

Lin Feng thought, "How could the power not be great?"

This cost a hundred thousand dollars, bought from Da Mao.

"Let's go!"

Qi Yao, standing beside Lin Feng, said lightly.

Tonight was for digging gold, but Lin Feng had the Jasmine sail over to Little Japan, saying he wanted to watch a good show.

I never expected it to be doing bad things.

As for such things, Qi Yao isn't very interested.

"Go go go! We're setting off!"

Lin Feng hurriedly took Qi Yao's hand and stepped onto the metal stairs leading to the cockpit.

One minute later, the Jasmine's cabin door closed, and the Jasmine quickly rose to high altitude, disappearing into a stretch of dark night.

At the same moment, Yang Huairi was driving his car, speeding along the road.

His hands gripping the steering wheel were drenched in sweat.

He knew he could not go back, could never go back.

A major case that killed so many people was actually caused by him.

No, it was indirectly caused.

He was merely a deliveryman, taking the several catties of explosive keys that Boss Lin had given him and delivering them to the hands of Maseng Zhishu's mother, Qiutian Jizi.

He told Qiutian Jizi that this had been arranged by Mr. Maseng Liangji before his death.

If they couldn't leave, they could perish together with the enemy.

"This stupid woman, why did she pluck the string directly..."

Yang Huairi complained while distancing himself from the crime scene.

Although he said that, Yang Huairi also understood that Maseng Zhishu and Qiutian Jizi were doomed no matter what.

It's a pity they left too late.

If they had left yesterday, this wouldn't have happened.

"Devil! He really is a devil!"

Yang Huairi again suddenly muttered with a fearful expression.

The devil he spoke of was Lin Feng.

Because everything that just happened was completely within Boss Lin's expectations.

The thing he gave to Qiutian Jizi had already reached his hands the night before.

Boss Lin simply did not want Maseng Zhishu to leave alive.

And this woman, Qiutian Jizi, was actually so crazy deep down.

To Boss Lin, this woman is probably the greatest threat.

If she is allowed to live, if she later has a hard time out there.

Or one day she might suddenly become desperate and possibly think of perishing together with Miss Yunzhen***.

After all, their family's bankruptcy was all because of Miss Yunzhen***.

Now it's fine, everything's gone, root and all.

What now?

Yang Huairi's first thought was to leave here, go home, and hide in a small town.

But after thinking it over, he felt it was better not to.

Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, Boss Lin would surely be able to find him easily.

It would be better to honestly stay behind and apply for a job at another Little Japan company.

On this point, Yang Huairi is still quite confident; although most Little Japan people look down on him, they nevertheless trust him greatly.

When reincarnating, his talent skill points went awry!