Zhao Zhuo looked at his two sons who were already inanimate behind the door. His scalp became numb, and his brain was like thunder bombing. After a while, he came to his senses. He stared at Lu Changsheng, who was sitting on the coffee table, and he walked like a mechanical step, slowly sitting opposite Lu Changsheng. His hand touched the black plastic bag and suddenly retracted.

He took a step back, overturned the teacup and tea set, and landed on the ground and made a clanging sound.

He held the sofa again, and the sofa followed his body backed and made a squeaking sound. He retreated again, hitting the wall with a thump, and a dull knock on the back of his head.

His eyes suddenly turned red, his breathing became rapid, and his throat seemed to be blocked by lead water, and he could hardly make any sound. He strangled his neck and his face gradually twisted: "It's... you, Lu Changsheng."

"Yes, over the past three years, Mr. Zhao San, has some things to pay back and some debts to pay back." Lu Changsheng held his chin with both hands and became more and more calm.

Zhao Zhuo pinched his tiger's mouth with his hands, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down. His eyes moved out the window.

"Stop looking, I'm more familiar with you here. They don't have a chance to live. Now, you are the only one left." Lu Changsheng sneered, "You did this three years ago."

"No! Not me!"

Zhao Zhuo, who had been destroyed the last line of defense, sat against the wall, clasped his hands together, and shook his head repeatedly.

"It's not me, it's not me. I'm just greedy for your assets. I can return it to you. All the accounts are in the study room. I haven't touched them, so I can return them to you."

"That's all?" Lu Changsheng stood up, walked to Zhao Zhuo, pulled him up and pressed him against the wall, "It's not the past. Zhao Zhuo, three sons died, but you chose to beg for mercy? Who are you lying to!"

With a click.

Lu Changsheng broke Zhao Zhuo's hand.

With a clang.

A dagger fell from the cuff.

"Hey...hahahaha!"

Zhao Zhuo changed his begging for mercy and laughed wildly, with endless anger, sadness and regret in his eyes: "It's a pity, my brother thought he was in control of everything, but he ignored you, an ant, and he didn't get rid of the roots. The spring breeze blew. This day is finally here. Lu Changsheng, so what if you kill me? So what if you kill my three sons? How can you imagine the power of my Zhao family in the Demon City? My Zhao family is prosperous, how can you kill all the same seedlings? Joke!"

"So, are you not going to die happily?" Lu Changsheng sighed slightly, "I originally planned to give you a happy one. Don't worry, if you don't say it, it doesn't matter. I will ask someone from the Zhao family every day, and someone will always know about it. By the way, you still have a son, right? Which son is Zhao Lingfeng? It's not Zhao Qing, right? Tsk, it's delicious but dumplings..."

"What... what, how do you... know?" Zhao Zhuo's eyes were bulging, he stared at Lu Changsheng tightly, and his body trembled violently. "Even brother doesn't know... you are an outsider."

"Outsider?" Lu Changsheng touched his forehead, "Did you forget? I know Zhao Qing, he has a lot of your characteristics... During the day, I studied Zhao Hu a little. This is called genetics, do you understand?"

"Do you know medicine?"

Zhao Zhuo's eyes were filled with despair and disbelief.

"It's not important, what's important is to tell me what you know." Lu Changsheng stretched out three fingers, "One!"

"You are simply delusional!"

"two!"

Lu Changsheng's other hand strangled Zhao Zhuo's neck and bent his finger.

"If you don't tell me, I'll give your head to the head of the family as a gift."

"Hahaha, when your Lu family was in its prime, you couldn't do anything to our Zhao family. Not to mention you are the only one. Not to mention that you are alone, you may be mature, understand Fuzhe, and even hide the information that you are still extraordinary, but so what? Now that is it, do you think I still want to live? If I die, you will face endless revenge from the Zhao family. My son will personally avenge your shame. Your fiancée is Zhu Weiwei, right, and will also become my son's plaything!"

"It seems that you don't need to count to three."

Click!

Lu Changsheng bent his last finger and his eyes were as deep as water. He said to Zhao Zhuo, who was left with a breath of recklessness: "Zhao Qing, he may not know that he is your species. Even if he knows, with your status in the Zhao family, it may be difficult for him to admit it. He will die with unwillingness. Since you don't say it, there will always be someone saying it. It's a pity, my house."

Lu Changsheng took out a cigarette and stuffed it into Zhao Zhuo's mouth.

Turn around and throw a ignited lighter with his backhand.

"Huh!"

Zhao Zhuo struggled with all his might.

With unwillingness and gradually lost eyes, he stared at the disappearing Lu Changsheng.

...

The next morning.

Lu Changsheng is busy in the kitchen of Zhu's villa.

The fragrantly cooked grain porridge made Zhu Xiaoxiao, who was still confused when she woke up, sucked her nose, wore a big fluffy rabbit clothes and ran downstairs, leaned against the kitchen door, and sucked deeply, "It smells so good."

"Xiaoxiao, go back to the house and see what you are wearing!"

Zhu Weiwei got off the building and changed into extremely compact and beautiful clothes, which made her figure more perfect.

The person hasn't arrived.

A faint fragrance has already penetrated Lu Changsheng's nose.

He scraped Zhu Xiaoxiao's nose and secretly stuffed a small piece of milk sweetheart into her little mouth, but his eyes looked at Zhu Weiwei who was approaching: "It smells so good."

"Um...um... delicious." Zhu Xiaoxiao was still sleepy, squinted her eyes and enjoyed it, and she walked away from the wall, pouting: "Sister, I'm just stealing a mouth."

Zhu Weiwei seemed to have not seen Lu Changsheng and scolded Zhu Xiaoxiao: "Go back and see what you are wearing, what do you think, Sister Jiu!"

"Miss Two."

When Ajiu appeared, she was always silent. Not only that, she seemed to never change her clothes. Even in the early morning, she was still covered with a veil and did not easily see her ugly face.

"Ahhhhh... Yes, yes, just change it... I'm so annoying!"

Zhu Xiaoxiao shook her hand. She was not very close to Ajiu, but seemed very afraid. She turned around and wanted to leave, but she hooked her little fingers that were huddled in her sleeves at Lu Changsheng, and her fake eyes blinked at Lu Changsheng.

Crazy hint.

Lu Changsheng used magic hand to stuff a sweetheart into Zhu Xiaoxiao's sleeve without any trace.

Zhu Xiaoxiao's other narrowed eye blinked at Lu Changsheng.

Very cute.

She walked towards the room with satisfaction.

I only took a few steps.

I saw Zhu Weiwei reaching her hand.

"Give me."

"What? Sister."

"Give me."

Zhu Weiwei is like Zhu Xiaoxiao’s mother at this time.

“Woo~”

I wish you a little stomp your feet.

He turned around and walked to Lu Changsheng and pouted: "I'm so annoying!"

He ran to Zhu Weiwei.

Take it out reluctantly.

"Sister, my brother-in-law gave it to me, you have to take care of it too!"

"You don't brush your teeth? What do you think!"

Zhu Weiwei snatched the sweetheart in Zhu Xiaoxiao's hand.

I wish Xiaoxiao would brush her teeth and change her clothes.

Zhu Weiwei held the sweetheart in her hand, stood there for a while, walked to Lu Changsheng, threw the sweetheart into her mouth, and said coldly: "Don't play these tricks in front of me."
Chapter completed!