As these words came out, the last trace of strength in He Zizhen's heart collapsed completely, and he burst into tears for a moment. No matter how old a person lives, as long as his parents and children are around, he will always feel that he has a solid support behind him. And now, his father is gone.

, the person who had shielded him from wind and rain for decades had left him forever! In the future, whether it was wind, rain or ice, he would have to face it alone! Zhao Yonggang collapsed after hearing the news.

He trembled suddenly, widened his eyes, looked at He Zizhen blankly, and said with a trembling voice in disbelief, "He... Mr. He... passed away?" Then, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.

.When he and He Zizhen first started working together, they were still young and both were in Beijing. He would often follow He Zizhen to the He family to have dinner. Mr. He and Mrs. He warmly entertained him every time. But now, those kind and loving people

But the warm smile could no longer be seen. After hearing this, all the soldiers around him suddenly looked sad. They lowered their heads, pursed their lips tightly, and looked sad. After a while, He Zizhen's mood eased a little.

He stretched out his hand to push the people around him away, and then walked quickly towards the outside of the barracks, and everyone hurriedly followed him. He Zizhen walked all the way to the door of the camp with his head held high, then turned towards the direction of Beifang's home, "Plop!"

He knelt down on the ground, with tears streaming down his face, and raised his head and said loudly, "Dad, the child is unfilial!" As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and knocked his head heavily to the ground. "All of them!" Zhao Yonggang looked serious and said proudly.

He shouted, sniffed, turned around, looked north as well, straightened up suddenly, and said loudly, "Salute!" After hearing the sound, a group of soldiers lined up and stood in order almost instantly, looking sideways to the north.

With solemn expressions, they all saluted with a "pop" sound. Their eyes were burning and their expressions were resolute and awed. At this moment, they were not only mourning the father of their captain, but also mourning for a man who had made great contributions to the country.

The elders of Gao Deshao paid their highest respects! ... He Jiarong saw that there was no response from Mr. He's phone. He was worried for a moment and kept trying to call Mr. He. Unexpectedly, Mr. He forgot his cell phone in the barracks.

Inside, he couldn't answer the call at all. "Sir, there is no need to call anymore. Since Captain He is in the camp, he will be fine!" Li Zhensheng hurriedly persuaded Lin Yu, "Let's go back first and don't hinder the He family.

Help Mr. He with the funeral arrangements!" At this time, people from the He family were coming in and out. Many people almost regarded Lin Yu as their enemies, and they would insult him more or less. They really couldn't stay here any longer.

When Lin Yu heard what he said, he looked up at Li Zhensheng blankly, and then nodded solemnly. Then he staggered to his feet, straightened his back, and knelt down in the direction of Mr. He's bedroom.

, respectfully kowtowed to Mr. He three times, then stood up suddenly, turned around and left quickly. He was afraid that he would walk too slowly, so he couldn't control his emotions. Li Zhensheng and Bai Rentu hurriedly followed after seeing this.

Go up. It was already bright at this time, and the whole city gradually woke up from its slumber. The streets were soon filled with people coming and going. Everyone's faces were beaming with joy, congratulating each other on the New Year and enjoying the last few days.

The holiday and festive atmosphere of the day were not affected by the sadness of the He family at all. However, in the entire upper-class circle in Beijing, the news of Mr. He's death was like a nuclear bomb explosion, spreading to the entire country in a short period of time.

It caused a huge sensation in the upper class circles! After hearing the news, a group of senior leaders above also immediately arranged a trip to rush to the He family. Some wealthy and powerful businessmen who were not high-level also spread the news by word of mouth and eagerly discussed the death of Mr. He.

It has an impact on the He family, and even on the entire upper class circle in Beijing. Now that Mr. He has passed away, and the second Mr. He has been nailed to death on the border of dire straits, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape unscathed, and the future of the entire He family has been cast into doubt in an instant.

A layer of shadow. I'm afraid that from now on, the status ranking of the entire upper class in Beijing will have to change! Many people who previously fawned over the He family immediately took advantage of the situation, changed their families, and began to curry favor with the Chu family.

So the Chu family received the news of the death of Mr. He almost immediately. "That bad old man of the Chu family is finally dead, haha!" Chu Yunxi, who was recovering from his injuries at home, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard the news. He was very happy.

After a while, his eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice, "He Jiarong, I don't think anyone can protect you this time!" He suffered so much last time and was slapped by his father for planning a painful scheme, but nothing happened.

The reason why Lin Yu could be deprived of his shadow spirit identity was because of Mr. He! Now that Mr. He was dead, he was naturally overjoyed. He immediately jumped up and rushed to the study room upstairs. He pushed open the door and shouted excitedly.
Chapter completed!