"Why?."

The three simple words represent Xu Tianming’s confusion.

In his mind, countless pictures kept flashing like slides.

When he first debuted, he already knew Rong Zhan.

At that time, he was a fledgling young man, and Rong Zhan was already the boss of a small force, and his strength had reached the peak level of the mid-level alien.

In order to help him, Rong Zhan resolutely gave up his power and promised him Tianming to fight all directions.

It was a bloody day and night. Although it was more than twenty years apart, many scenes were deeply imprinted in Xu Tianming's mind.

On Rong Zhan's chest, there was a wound as big as a bowl.

That was left for him to block the knife. That knife almost pierced Rong Zhan's heart. If there was no Rong Zhan, then the knife pierced his Xu Tianming's throat.

On the back of Rong Zhan, there was a huge and terrifying scar.

It was injured by explosives. Xu Tianming still remembers the scene when Rong Zhan protected himself and was bombarded by explosives.

There are too many pictures like this.

Just like the wound on Rong Zhan’s body at this moment, he was also injured to cover him.

If there was no Rong Zhan, Xu Tianming would probably not know how many times he would die. If there was no Rong Zhan, he would not be as good as Shura Hall today.

He Xu Tianming is not a person who is willing to be kind. Although he is the master of Shura Hall, he has given Rong Zhan all the power. His wealth and honor have always been shared with Rong Zhan. Rong Zhan will not be able to fight.

If he loses him, he has never lost the battle of honor.

However, Rong Zhan really betrayed him.

“…”

Rong Zhan didn't explain, only felt guilty.

It can be seen that as long as Xu Tianming takes a knife to cut off his head, he probably won't resist at all.

Xu Tianming had already guessed the answer. He looked at Rong Zhan deeply and asked, "Is all this you did because of Jiahang?"

Rong Zhan still didn't say anything, but tears couldn't help falling in his old eyes.

The Jiahang mentioned by Xu Tianming is his only son, Rong Jiahang.

He was a hero who was a hero all his life, but he gave birth to a son who was extremely playboy.

Perhaps, this is also his own sin.

He was old and was almost spoiled by his son to the extreme. No matter what his son did wrong or did something extraordinary, he would personally come forward to settle it, and even did something against his conscience for this son.

Several times, Xu Tianming advised him not to spoil his son so much, but he didn't take it seriously.

Now he finally knew that he was wrong. His pampering was equivalent to harming his son.

In the end, his son caused a mistake that even he could not make up for. However, he was just such a son. He could not stand by death and could only choose to betray Shura Hall, betray those brothers who had been through life and death, and betray Xu Tianming.

This friend of life and death.

This is also the last thing he can do for his son, and it is also his last responsibility as a father. His heart was already dead at the moment of betrayal.

"Old Rong, what are their conditions? Is it my head?"

Xu Tianming's voice slowly rang in the quiet factory. His voice was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.

Rong Zhan nodded, he did not deny it.

But he couldn't do it. He could easily kill Xu Tianming with many opportunities, but he gave up again and again.

Xu Tianming smiled, and he said very simply: "Then take it. Without you, I sacrifice my life to save me. My life was already explained twenty years ago. Now, it's time for me to repay you."

"dad."

"Master of the Hall."

Listening to what Xu Tianming said, Xu Xinran, Han Xiu and others were anxious.

Xu Xinran rushed over even more. She hugged Xu Tianming's arm tightly and cried, "Dad, don't leave me behind, Xinran doesn't want to live alone in this world."

Xu Tianming stroked Xu Xinran's long hair and looked at his grown daughter. He smiled and said, "Xinran, I can't bear to leave you either, but I can no longer take care of you. My body is no longer good, so it's serious.

And death is not as valuable as death.”

Xu Tianming did not deceive Xu Xinran. His injuries were indeed very serious. Unless he now has an absolutely safe environment and spends a lot of time to recover from his injuries, he may have a chance to recover.

However, this is simply impossible.

As long as he is fine, Qinghu and Hua Gang will not stop chasing him. It is even more of a dreamy thing for him to calm down and heal his wounds.

Under such circumstances, death may be his true best choice.

As long as Xu Tianming dies, the pursuit of Qinghuhui and Huabang will end, Xu Xinran and Han Xiu can survive, and Rong Zhan can also use his head to exchange for his son.

As a father, he also hopes that Xu Xinran can live well.

Xu Xinran couldn't listen at all. She cried, "Dad, you won't be in trouble. Your injuries will definitely heal. Don't leave them..."

Xu Xinran didn't finish her words because Xu Tianming's palm was cut at the back of her neck.

His eyes slowly closed, and Xu Xinran lost consciousness in an instant.

Xu Tianming supported Xu Xinran in a coma, and then he ordered Han Xiu directly: "Han Xiu, you should leave with Xinran now. As long as I die, the Qinghu Association will not chase you. You

Let’s go to Nanhua City with your heart, find a young man named Zou Hao, and let them fly away together.”

Speaking of this, the young figure of Zou Hao appeared in Xu Tianming's mind.

This young man who has only met once always gives him a very reliable feeling for no reason. He believes that this young man will definitely take over him and take good care of Xu Xinran for the rest of his life.

Han Xiu knew that Xu Tianming had made up his mind and was unable to change anything, so he had to take Xu Xinran from Xu Tianming and responded: "Master, I will definitely send the lady to Nanhua City safely."

Xu Tianming's eyes looked at Rong Zhan again.

Recalling everything in the past, Xu Tianming smiled generously and said, "Old Rong, you and I have been together for decades. No matter what, I, Xu Tianming, have never regretted it."

Rong Zhan's throat was squirming. He wanted to say something, but there was no sound between his throat.

In his old eyes, tears fell uncontrollably. He was able to communicate with Xu Tianming for decades, and he never regretted the battle.

Xu Tianming reached into his arms and a black scimitar appeared in his hand.

"Old Rong, if there is a next life, let's raise your glass and drink together."

As the sound fell, Xu Tianming raised the scimitar in his hand and wiped it towards his throat.
Chapter completed!