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Chapter 663 Painful Memories(2/2)

"Deep hatred, how can Hu dare to forget!"

Hu Qingfeng squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth coldly, his eyes were full of resentment eyes.

Lin Yu seemed to guess something from Hu Qingfeng's expression, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Hu, do you mean ... what hate is there with this Kendo League ..."

"Brother He, you are not an outsider, and Hu will not hide you!"

Hu Qingfeng turned his head to Lin Yu and said, "Although Hu's surname is Hu, he claims to be the descendants of Hu Bu Si, who claims to be Dan Qing, but there is no blood relationship between me and Hu Buisi!"

"No blood relationship?!"

Lin Yu was slightly stunned, and some unknown. Therefore, since there is no slightest blood relationship, how can the Hu family's "Dan Qing Miao Bi" be passed on to him ?!

"Yes, my father is indeed the grandson of Hu Busi, but I am not my father's son, but the adopted son he picked up in his later years!"

Hu Qingfeng looked sorrowful, and his eyes were suddenly covered with wind and frost. Chong Linyu showed his cards. "Although we are not pro -father and son, I look like my father and son. My father sees my talent, and the sister -in -law can teach.

Professor Dan Qingmiao and Xuanshi Gongfa, who was inherited by my grandfather Hu Buzi, gave me! "

When he spoke, he remembered those warm scenes before, and only felt like a knife cut!

Lin Yu nodded dignifiedly. He didn't expect that Hu Qingfeng was not the real descendant of Hu family!

"The technique of this dan and mystery and Xuanshu Kung Fu can be described as the heirloom of our Hu family, but ... it is also because of this heir family. My father and my mother are only ... I put on my own life ...

... "

Hu Qingfeng suddenly swallowed in the spoken, holding his fist tightly, and his eyes were red.

The thirty -year -old iron blood man was not afraid of the sword and gun, but was instantly defeated by the old memory to tears with his eyes.

When Lin Yu and others saw his expression, they quietly quietly and couldn't bear to disturb him.

"Brother He, don't conceal you, said that the killing of my parents that year was the little devil of the Kendo League!"

Hu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, and there was a great hatred in his eyes. He tightly pinched the almost crushed wine glass in his hand. He didn't care about the pain came from his hand at all.

It was for the method and mystery of this dan's wonderful pen. My father vowed not to teach them, but my mother was worried about my father's safety and gave them the only surviving mystery method ... but ... but ... but ... but ... but ... but ... but ... but ...

... "

Speaking of which, Hu Qingfeng's voice was swallowed again, his complexion was extremely sad, the tears in his eyes were even stronger, and he worked hard to make the tears in his eyes rolled out.

"Later, they still killed my uncle and my aunt, right?"

Lin Yu was heavy, and said softly that as a person who had experienced life and death, he could experience Hu Qingfeng's pain that was through the heart of thousands of arrows.

"These gangs who have no human nature!"

Hu Qingfeng drank angrily, and patted his wine glass on the table fiercely. The more tears in his eyes accumulated more and more. "The family of twelve people in the Hu family was spared.

I gave my aunt's house and lived, I'm afraid I have already died in their hands! "

During the talk, he couldn't help it anymore, and the tears in his eyes rolled out suddenly.

Hundreds of people listened to Hu Qingfeng's encounter, and saw Hu Qingfeng's tears in tears. There was no expression on his face, but there was a great chill in his eyes.

Throw it in front of Hu Qingfeng.

With a "bang" loud noise, the dagger suddenly tied to the table in front of Hu Qingfeng. The scared everyone couldn't help trembling, and looked at the hundred people.

"What is the use of crying? Now, give you a chance to get revenge, do it!"
Chapter completed!
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