A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1323 Distorted Personality

Qi Yao immediately agreed, "Yes, it looks familiar."

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In a villa on the outskirts of the city, a tall man got out of the car, walked through the night, and entered the brightly lit villa with a little cold mist and dew. He paused for a moment at the door, looking into the empty room with clear eyes, and his handsome face was filled with the coolness of the night.

After just a moment, he walked inside.

Inside the house, the black man standing facing the French window, still wearing a black baseball cap, stood motionless. When the handsome man walked into the house, he finally spoke.

"Someone is here to pick you up, go back."

These words were spoken to the bright woman sitting on the sofa. The person who spoke was Zhou Haoyu who had returned with hatred, while the woman sitting silently on the sofa was his sister Zhou Laner. The other handsome man standing in front of her was Lu Jiang.

Zhou Lan'er raised her eyes and looked at Lu Jiang unhappily, "Did I ask you to pick me up?"

"It's getting dark and the mountain road is difficult to walk on." Lu Jiang whispered.

Zhou Lan'er glanced at Lu Jiang calmly, then stood up and left. Lu Jiang leaned over to pick up his wife's bag from the sofa, then looked at Zhou Haoyu, who had already turned around.

I still can't see his face, maybe his face is the most seriously injured.

"The dealer must know what you've been doing behind the scenes." Lu Jiang whispered. This was the advice he, as his brother-in-law, gave him.

With such a huge foundation, do you think the bankers are just sitting there doing nothing and have no skills at all?

"Mr. Zhou, you are just trying to hit a rock with an egg. Once things get out of hand, I won't be able to help you." Lu Jiang said bluntly.

Zhou Haoyu slowly walked towards Lu Jiang and raised his eyes. Beneath the brim of his cap, he wore a black mask. But from those two pitch-black eye sockets, a cold, gloomy gaze shone. It was icy, cold-blooded, and tinged with a certain surging desire, like the dangerous calm before the storm. Thus, his cold gaze was like a venomous snake.

Lu Jiang looked directly at Zhou Haoyu, who laughed in a gruff voice, "You don't have to do anything. This time, just be a good outsider and don't disrupt any of my actions."

"If you hurt Qiqi, I won't sit idly by." Lu Jiang made his position clear.

Zhou Haoyu laughed loudly. His vocal cords were damaged by the poison, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He looked as old as an octogenarian and as murderous as a devil from hell.

"OK--"

Before he finished speaking, the next moment, he moved sideways extremely quickly and hooked his arm around Lu Jiang's neck. Lu Jiang almost simultaneously pulled Zhou Haoyu's bony arm apart. However, at the moment when Lu Jiang grabbed Zhou Haoyu's sleeve, Zhou Haoyu withdrew his hand and turned behind him, while Lu Jiang's neck was being strangled by a rope that was half the thickness of his index finger. At this moment, Lu Jiang's advantage of being healthy and having mastered all kinds of martial arts turned into a disadvantage.

"Zhou Haoyu--" Lu Jiang's face turned purple and veins bulged rapidly.

Cruel, vicious, and unscrupulous!

Zhou Haoyu is like a poisonous creature hidden in the dark for many years. He always appears suddenly when people are not paying attention and gives people a fatal blow.

"You're totally free to intervene in this matter. I won't show you any mercy just because you're who you are. But I can tell you clearly, if you get in my way, I'll definitely kill Lan'er! Don't bet on whether I'll do it or not. Someone who's already died once will do anything to achieve their goals. The worst that can happen is that they'll die again. So, do you want to be buried with me?"

Zhou Haoyu tightened the rope on his hands, and Lu Jiang almost suffocated. The feeling of tightness in the chest quickly rose to his head, almost bursting his head. The blood also rushed to his head in an instant, and once it went up, it couldn't come down, and his head was about to explode.

"Love her... why... can't I bless her?" Lu Jiang uttered the question with difficulty from his throat.

"Let me ask you a question. You love Lan'er, so why don't you help her and Kou Quan get together?" Zhou Haoyu's rough voice sounded terrifyingly again.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhou Lan'er saw this scene as soon as she walked in. She immediately strode over, grabbed her brother's clothes and pulled them aside, "Are you crazy? He's Lu Jiang, not Qi Yao! The man named Qi Yao stole your wife. Are you really going crazy?"

Zhou Lan'er was thinking about her father outside, so she turned around and went in, wanting to beg again, hoping that her brother would return to the Zhou family.

After Zhou Haoyu came back, he kept hiding from his parents. For so long, only Mrs. Zhou saw him once. His father missed him every day, but he never saw his son back.

Zhou Lan'er pulled Zhou Haoyu, and Zhou Haoyu withdrew his hand and slowly wrapped the rope around his wrist.

"Nervous?" Zhou Haoyu turned to his sister, "It seems you have forgotten Kou Quan."

"Zhou Haoyu!" Lu Jiang's eyes were fierce, his hands covering his neck, the blood in his head decreasing bit by bit. To Lu Jiang, Kou Quan was his biggest taboo, and no one could mention him in front of him.

Lu Jiang gritted his teeth, his temper rising. Zhou Lan'er quickly pushed Lu Jiang away, "My brother is crazy, and you're going crazy too. Can't you talk to him like a normal person?"

Lu Jiang held Zhou Lan'er's wrist with one hand and pressed her neck with the other, and the pause finally helped her recover.

"Forget it." Zhou Lan'er took her husband's hand and looked at him pleadingly.

Lu Jiang directly took Zhou Lan'er behind him and looked at Zhou Haoyu with a strong warning: "If you do too much evil, you will eventually perish. I hope you still have some conscience and don't hurt your parents and other family members."

After Lu Jiang finished speaking, he pulled Zhou Lan'er away. Zhou Lan'er turned around and looked at her brother worriedly. She really wanted to persuade him to just let it go. Why make enemies with those people, and why make enemies with herself?

But what reason did she have to persuade her elder brother? He had been framed by the banker, his life worse than death, and it had taken him two whole years to finally get out of bed and walk. His shoulders, back, and thighs bore the horrifying wounds from the beast's jaws. To uncover the truth behind the man-eating lion's rampage, he had spent three full years in Tsavo West, finally uncovering the truth.

It turned out to be a conspiracy that the dealer had planned long ago, waiting for him to fall into it. His death in the lion's mouth was not an accident, but a part of a calculated plan. Even if he had escaped the man-eating lion at that time, how could he have avoided the numerous traps that followed?

He was completely focused on the Asians, unaware that the real danger lay with the paid "tourists." That route was already sparsely populated, yet on the day they were there, the sightseeing bus was packed. The few tourists on the bus who led the resistance against paying were the driving force behind the entire incident.

When the lion was shot dead, Zhou Haoyu did not die. When he was sent to the hospital by the police, he saw Zhuang Jia'an when he closed his eyes.

He later learned that the hospital did not provide him with first aid and was preparing to give him a lethal injection. He was lucky and escaped. The doctor who was about to give him the injection temporarily put down the syringe and went to see the police chief.