Chapter 145(1/2)
Something more shocking happened later.
Before the local people could react.
Qingshan County has been blocked by countless black-clothed Qinglong Guards.
All key nodes and intersections leaving the city were blocked.
Communications, media, and all the places where sounds can be made are under the control of Qinglong Guard.
From this moment on, Qingshan County became an isolated island hanging in the sky.
Although, the land is there.
However, it is impossible to get inside outside.
Can't come out inside.
He is fully controlled by the Qinglong family.
It turned out that there was a bustling and crowded place, and in an instant, the crowd was in vain.
Qingshan County seemed to be frozen overnight.
Even if you feel dull, you know that something big will happen.
11:00 a.m.
Wang Yize, the head of the Wang family, woke up from his long sleep.
It has been a long time since he slept so sweetly.
The feeling of insomnia until the second half of the night every day is really a mess.
"The head of the Lu family has been waiting for you in the living room for a long time!"
The housekeeper came over to report.
Wang Yize sighed, took a quick wash, and came to the living room.
"Weiping, have you had breakfast?"
After Wang Yize sat down, he smiled and said.
Then, pick up the sandwich and milk on the table.
Lu Weiping, the leader of the third generation of the Lu family.
Now the head of the Lu family.
But he looked shocked.
"Uncle Wang, do you still have the time to have a meal?"
Lu Weiping said anxiously, "The few young people sent out by my Lu family half a month ago... are all dead!"
"What?"
Wang Yize's hand shook.
The milk spilled most of it.
"What's going on?"
Wang Yize's voice trembled.
Not only the Lu family, but also Wang Yize sent out several young people from the third generation of the Wang family in advance.
You can't be uprooted by Li Feng! It's too tragic like the Luo family and the Yang family.
"Master, Master, it's not good!"
The housekeeper rushed in in a panic.
Wang Yize was so angry that he threw the sandwich hard on the table: "Why are you crying?
I'm not dead yet!"
The butler was so scared that he immediately stopped his voice.
He lowered his head and said carefully: "Master, someone has sent something at the door...the door is here!"
"What's the fuss?"
Wang Yize stood up suddenly.
Both voice and color are harsh.
"Master, you... take a look at it yourself, don't be excited!"
At this time, the butler dared not say much.
Wang Yize's heart skipped a beat.
A bad premonition came to my mind.
He wiped his mouth, walked out of the living room quickly, and jogged all the way to the door.
Lu Weiping thought about it and followed him out.
The guard standing at the door was pale and guarded on both sides of the gate.
Wang Yize's pace suddenly slowed down.
A white flashed in his eyes.
When he stood at the door and looked out, his whole body suddenly stiffened.
There are three stretchers on the ground in front of the door.
At this moment, there was obviously a person lying on the stretcher.
However, it is covered with white cloth.
Can't see the situation inside clearly.
Behind this... Zhao Meng led thirty Qinglong Guards to stand solemnly.
Wang Yize walked out of the door and trembledly uncovered one of the white cloths.
Ah! He screamed in shock.
Then, tears rolled down.
"Son!"
Wang Yize sat on the ground, crying and snatching the earth, almost fainting.
On the stretcher was his son's cold body.
Lu Weiping's face was pale and she uncovered the other two white cloths.
It was exposed, and the other two pale faces were as pale as paper.
They are two outstanding young people from the third generation of the Wang family.
Therefore, the third generation of the Wang family died.
Wang Yize no longer had the strength to cry. He sobbed and his eyes were dull.
Losing a son in old age is a great compassion in life.
Lu Weiping, shaking like a sieve.
Sure enough, Li Feng attacked the children of the three families.
He slowly turned his head and stared at Zhao Meng.
The latter, with a slightly mocking smile on his lips, said aloud: "Since both of you are here, Zhao can run away less!"
"My young master said that Miss Meng Yuan's death is about to be imminent. I hope that the two of you will take a shower and change your clothes and die safely!"
"When it comes auspicious time, my young master will come to pick up two of you in person!"
"When the time comes, remember to change into this outfit!"
Zhao Meng threw it casually.
Two sets of filial piety clothes that were stacked in a regular manner fell in front of Lu Weiping and Wang Yize.
"The young master has told you that you should wear mourning when you are buried with me! Try the size quickly. If the size is wrong, please contact me to change it! Free!"
After saying that, Zhao Meng waved his hand and led the fierce Qinglong Guard to leave with his head held high.
The guards and housekeepers of the Wang family were shocked.
Li Feng, it's really too ruthless.
No way to live.
Wang Yize, with tears on his face, and Lu Weiping, who was stunned, looked at each other.
Everyone saw the despair in each other's eyes.
"Guo Huai... made me misleading!"
To be continued...