On the lawn in front of the plane, the bodies of more than a dozen bodyguards were neatly lined up. Behind the bodies were the pilots who squatted on the ground and held their heads in their hands.

The flickering flashlight shook the two rows of dead and living people, and also reflected the pale cold cheeks at the back.

He stood behind more than a dozen drivers, slightly bowed, trousers, white shirt, baggy tie, and blood clotted and blackened on his cheeks.

This man is Li Qing.

He has been waiting here for a while.

This place is in the dead corner of the street light. It has been more than ten meters away from here. The Chen family found that there is such a good play waiting for them.

"Li Qing! What else do you want!" Chen xueru growled almost madly.

"I think..." the lighter lit a cigarette, Li Qing took a sip gently, and then turned out from behind the row of drivers. With the cigarette ring spitting out from his mouth, cold words also sounded in the scene, "talk to you."

"What do you want to talk about?" Chen xueru asked in a deep voice.

Li Qing narrowed her eyes. It seemed that it took a lot of effort to hear Chen xueru clearly. Then she grinned: "my parents."

"No comment!" Chen xueru stared, "what does your parents have to do with my Chen family!"

Li Qing smiled and shook his head again and again. He stuffed the cigarette into his mouth and pointed to his back: "the plane is right behind. It's a pity that your pilot is here."

While talking, Li Qing pulled out a pistol from his waist, aimed his backhand at a driver's head and stared at Chen xueru provocatively: "what? As long as I shoot, you'll have to leave fewer people."

Chen xueru's body stagnated and his eyes were scarlet.

Bang!

When the gunshot rang out, all the Chen family were shocked. However, when they reacted, they were stunned to find that the shooter was not Li Qing.

His wrist fell down. Li Qing reached out and brushed the bullet hole on his shirt sleeve. He stared at a little boy in the Chen family who was only seven or eight years old.

The little boy was very cute. His fat face was ruddy. At the moment, he was carrying a pistol in his hand, and his legs trembled with fear.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Li Qing asked, "do you want to kill me?"

"I hate you," the little boy muttered, biting his lips.

With a slight frown, Li Qing took out her ears, walked to the little boy, squatted down, reached out and patted him on the fat cheek: "what are you talking about? Uncle, I can't hear you."

"I hate you!" the little boy summoned up his courage and shouted. The pistol fell off his hand and his chubby little hand slapped Li Qing.

The child's strength was already small. Coupled with the terrible fear in his heart, Li Qing didn't feel any pain at all. On the contrary, the little boy was scared and choked.

Staring at the clear eyes, Li Qing spit out the cigarette in his mouth without expression.

"Don't touch my child!" the young mother squatted down and hugged the little boy tightly in her arms. Her palm covered his smooth forehead. Li Qing's eyes looked like an angry lion.

"Why do you hate me?" Li Qing tilted her head and continued to ask.

"You... You killed my father, I want revenge! I want to kill..." the little boy seemed to be stimulated by Li Qing. He let go of his voice and yelled childishly. Unfortunately, he was covered by his pale mother before he finished his words.

Li Qing grinned. The smile was particularly strange in the eyes of the Chen family.

"I know what hatred is when I'm so young." Li Qing said with a smile, more like talking to himself.

Chen xueru couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed to Li Qing a few steps: "Li Qing! He's just a child!"

"If you can pick up the gun, you are no longer a child." when she said these words, Li Qing's eyes never moved away from the little boy's face.

Chen xueru's body suddenly stagnated, and then hurriedly said, "Li Qing, you let us Chen family members go. I promise you, we will never take revenge for generations and never step into Lingang again!"

"I don't believe it," Li Qing said directly.

The gunfire in the distance is getting closer and closer. It seems that the last resistance of the Chen family can't last long.

"Li Qing!" Chen xueru knelt on Li Qing's side with a splash of tears, "these are women and children. Show mercy and let them go! I killed Li Yuanwen and his wife. It has nothing to do with these women and children. I beg you, just leave a blood line for my Chen family!"

He turned the pistol in his hand around his fingers. Li Qing gently stuffed it into the little boy's hand: "since you dare to pick it up, don't lose it again. But with this, you can't kill me. It seems that you still have a long way to go."

Standing up, Li Qing stepped back and said in a deep voice, "send your Chen family on the plane."

Chen xueru immediately got up from the ground like an amnesty and said, "what are you waiting for? Get on the plane! Get on the plane!"

A group of women in the Chen family suddenly woke up and hurriedly grabbed the children and ran to more than a dozen planes not far away.

Li Qing pointed to the dozen pilots squatting together with their heads: "go and send them abroad."

"Yes, yes." nodded again and again, and the pilots ran all the way to the plane.

"Master!" seeing that most people had boarded the plane, the Chen family waved to Chen xueru and shouted.

His face was filled with a sad color. Chen xueru waved his hand: "go, I won't go."

"Master!" the call of the Chen family was shattered in the wind brought by the propeller.

"You go quickly!" Chen xueru wailed, as if he had taken off his strength in a moment, directly paralyzed on the ground and vomited blood.

More than a dozen planes took off, quickly left Chen's house and rushed into the dark endless night sky.

"Gone, finally gone." Chen xueru breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the ground panting.

Li Qing sat down: "it's time to talk about me."

"I arranged a traffic accident and killed your parents. There's nothing to say." Chen xueru seemed to be quite tired and couldn't help closing his eyes.

"With the participation of Li Yuanwu and his son?"

"HMM." Chen xueru nodded slowly, as if he could sleep at any time.

Li Qing's eyes coagulated slightly: "what I want is the truth."

"This is the truth."

"You're lying to me," said Li Qing lightly. "You called me before your parents had an accident."

Chen xueru suddenly opened his eyes, and his cheeks quietly filled with a touch of coldness: "what did they say?"

"I didn't get it," Li Qing whispered, "but I'm sure the cause of my parents' death is not so simple."

Staring at Li Qing for a while, Chen xueru burst into a smile that was almost ironic: "Li Qing, you can be confused and confused. Don't be too serious about some things."

"Hehe, even a lost dog like you can teach me a lesson." Li Qing sneered, "I will investigate clearly, no matter what price I pay."

"Then you... Check it slowly." Chen xueru said slowly, reaching out to pick up the pistol that fell to the ground. "I'm dying. I'm sure I can't see it."

Li Qing raised his foot and stepped on the pistol: "don't you have any last words to leave before you die?"

"The last words of a loser will only become a target of ridicule, just like Xiang Yu in the Qin and Han Dynasties. I'd rather not say a word. If you think I'm not miserable enough, you can make one up for me."

"Not interested." Li Qing moved his feet.

Chen xueru picked up the pistol, coughed violently for a while, and then loaded it: "in principle, I should thank you for letting my Chen family leave tonight, so as not to let my Chen family die."

"It's not necessary," Li Qing said carelessly. "More Chen family people died because of me than were saved because of me."

"You're right, I still should hate you." Chen xueru chuckled, raised his pistol and gently pressed it against his temple.

Outside the Chen family residence.

Zhao Meng ran to Qi Zheng: "report to Sir!"

"Say." Qi Zheng stared at the map in his hand without raising his head.

Zhao Meng leaned forward and said, "there's a plane leaving Chen's residence."

"Here, there is a small airport behind Chen's house, close to Gangbei Bay." Qi Zheng pointed on the map with an expected expression, "how many planes are there?"

"Fourteen, including two private airliners and the rest helicopters. The eight planes we put in before should also be among them."

"Hehe, this is the plan for the family to flee." Qi Zheng sneered, "where did you fly?"

Zhao Meng looked down at his electronic watch: "he left just three minutes ago. It is expected that he will leave Gangbei Bay and enter the sky over the sea in another seven minutes."

After drinking water, Qi Zheng rolled up the map, then put his hands on the shell box, and his face slowly cooled down: "I order the missile forces to act immediately and beat down these 14 planes before they leave the harbor!"

Zhao Meng took a hard blow from the corner of his mouth: "Sir, all down?"

"Of course, all of them."

His face suddenly changed. Zhao Meng hesitated for a moment and carefully reminded him, "the men of the Chen family are almost dead. The plane should be full of women and children. Sir, we are... Soldiers."

"There's no difference between a soldier and an executioner." Qi Zheng's voice was hoarse. "Carry out the order immediately!"

After a long silence, Qi Zheng twisted his hair and stood there stupidly. He stared at himself with round eyes and couldn't help getting angry: "didn't you hear me clearly? Execute the order immediately!"

"Sir, this..." Zhao Meng still looked hesitant. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.