"Shaoya, don't listen to rumors spread by others. Don't you know what Uncle Second has been doing to you over the years?"

Deng Rongjian's face was very ugly at this moment. He never expected that the Presbyterian Church, which was originally forcing the Peng family to re-elect the head of the family, would become like this. Things that had been hidden in him for decades were also revealed.

"Uncle Second, you killed my parents and my elder brother. Do you still have the face to say what to do to me?" In extreme anger, Deng Shaoya's face was twisted, and a line of blood and tears actually flowed out of his eyes.

"Shaoya..."

"Stop talking!"

Deng Rongjian still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Deng Shaoya. He flipped his wrist and placed a pistol in front of Deng Rongjian, and said, "Second uncle, death is the most important thing. As long as you die, I promise not to pursue the past, and it will not hurt your family..."

"Deng Shaoya, why did you bring the gun in?"

Seeing Deng Shaoya take out his weapon, Chen Tianhu couldn't help but frown and said, "Shaoya, there are some things that can make you stolen and shadows. Don't believe it, otherwise you will end up making your loved ones happy..."

"Elder Chen, do you also want to interfere with the affairs of our Deng family?"

Deng Shaoya didn't give Chen Tianhu face at all. His eyes swept across his face and said, "The revenge of killing his father is to be avenged as a son. I offended him today. Please forgive me. Adam will come to the door to apologize..."

As soon as Deng Shaoya said this, the discussion in the venue suddenly became much smaller. Most of the people present knew Boss Deng, the father of Deng, who was back then. It is indeed reasonable for his son to avenge his father, and no one can say anything.

Looking at the pistol on the table, Deng Rongjian's eyes showed a trace of murderous intent, but he still said, "Shaoya, stop making trouble. I am your second uncle, how could he kill his eldest brother?"

"Uncle Second, do you really want me to take out the evidence?" Deng Shaoya looked at Deng Rongjian and said word by word.

"Evidence? The eldest brother and sister-in-law died in a car accident back then. Shaoya, don't be confused..." Deng Rong sighed firmly and said, "Shaoya, you were still young at that time. If you don't believe me, ask the uncles present, how did the eldest brother and sister-in-law die?"

"Uncle Second, I've been acting for decades. Thank you so much..." Deng Shaoya shook his head slowly and suddenly shouted: "Bring me in!"

With Deng Shaoya's shout, the door that was originally closed was opened again, and a man covered with a black cloth covering his head was pushed in. After staggering for a few steps, the man accidentally fell at Deng Rongjian's feet.

"Uncle Second, do you want to see who he is?" Deng Shaoya walked to the man, pulled away the cloth cover covering his head, and an old man in his fifties and sixties appeared in front of everyone.

"Shaoya, who is he? I don't know him?" Deng Rongjian looked down. The person's appearance was vaguely familiar, but the wrinkles on his face made Deng Rongjian feel very strange. He asked himself that he had never seen this person.

"Second Master, you...you really don't know me anymore?" The man who was originally lying on the ground suddenly widened his eyes when he saw Deng Rongjian, and hugged Deng Rongjian's calves and shouted: "Second Master, I...I am Bawang..."

"Ah? You... are you Bawang?"

Hearing the man's words, Deng Rongjian only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head. It seemed that millions of bees were flapping their wings in his mind. Deng Rongjian couldn't help but blurt out: "Bawang, aren't you dead? Didn't you die with your elder brother?"

"Second Master, the one who died was not me, but if I had not died back then, could you spare me?"

Bawang glanced around. When he saw Deng Shaoya, his body couldn't help but tremble, and a tear slid from his eyes, "Second Young Master, it's the uncle I killed. Today, Bawang's life will be returned to you..."

"Bawang, why... why did you kill my elder brother and sister-in-law?" Deng Rongjian seemed to suddenly wake up, and reached out to grab the pistol on the table, cursing: "Brother and sister-in-law were good at you back then, why did you... why did you do such a thing?"

"Uncle Deng, why are you in a hurry to use a gun? Do you want to kill someone to silence you?"

Just as Deng Rongjian was about to hold the gun handle with his right hand, a big hand suddenly came over, reached out to pick up the pistol, and Peng Bin said, "Since the person involved was here, let me explain it in person if you have anything. If it weren't for you, Uncle Deng, you can still give you an innocent person, right?"

"How can such a person who is inferior to a pig or a dog keep him alive in the world?"

Looking at the pistol like a toy in Peng Bin's big hand, Deng Rongjian took a deep breath, turned around and sat on the chair, and said in a gloomy tone: "Bawang, what happened back then? If you think it through, who caused you to harm the elder brother?"

"Second Master, are you still threatening me now?"

Bawang has a Burmese face, but what he said is that although he is a native of Burmese, he has lived in the Deng family since his ancestors, and his living habits are almost the same as those in the country.

"My dad is dead, my grandfather is dead, my wife and children are dead. Second master, what are I afraid of?"

Bawang pointed at Deng Rongjian with his finger and said word by word: "For thirty years, I have been hiding for a full thirty years. Since the second young master found me, then I will tell you everything I had lived thirty years ago!"

"Others think that Second Master, your surname is Deng, but in fact, Second Master, you are not Deng at all. You were adopted by the Master back then..." Bawang's first words revealed a shocking secret. Deng Rongjian, who has been the head of the Deng family for decades, is not a member of the Deng family.

"This was told by Grandpa before his death. Second Master, did you not expect that anyone else knew about this?" Bawang laughed and told the secret that had been hidden in his heart for decades. Even if he died at this moment, he would have no regrets.

"You're talking nonsense..." Deng Rongjian's forehead broke out with cold sweat, and his body suddenly jumped up from the chair, and he grabbed Bawang's neck with both hands, as if he was about to strangle Bawang to death.

"Uncle Deng? Oh, no, I don't know what your surname is..."

Just as Bawang rolled his eyes, Deng Rongjian felt his shoulders numb, and his whole body was picked up by Peng Bin and threw it onto the chair, "I don't care what your surname is, now let Bawang finish the matter..."

"The surname is Peng. This is the family affairs of our Deng family. Let me solve it myself..." Deng Rongjian was almost crazy at this time. If possible, he was willing to pay any price, just to make Ba Wang in front of him shut up forever.

"Second Master, you don't need to rush to kill me. When I came here today, I didn't plan to be alive..."

Bawang lay on the ground, gasping for a few breaths, and then a trace of blood was restored to his face. He looked at Deng Rongjian with a resentful look and said, "The master and the uncle treated you well back then, but they never thought that they had raised a ungrateful wolf..." (To be continued.)8
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