Son-in-law's Romantic Life

An indescribable sourness once again surged out uncontrollably from the depths of his heart. The tears that he had just wiped away seemed to be unable to control themselves and were about to flow out again.    

His nose twitched a few times.    

"Brothers, you're leaving just like that."    

I don't know who I'm talking to either. Maybe, I'm just talking to myself.    

He hadn't known Brother Biao and Brother Feng for long. It had only been half a year.    

But Brother Biao and Brother Feng are my real big brother, my real big brother.    

I can't forget that I wanted to fight Zhang Xiaofeng one on one. As for that kid, he didn't follow the rules and brought a group of people with him. When he wanted to cause me trouble, who drove the car and brought my brothers to defend my place? It was Brother Feng.    

I can't forget either. When the Leopard of Fenghua House brought his subordinates to block me under the street lights, who brought a large group of brothers to support me? It was Brother Biao.    

I can't forget those things. It was as if those things were imprinted in my mind, and I will never forget them for the rest of my life.    

This is my best brother.    

But now, both brothers have left.    

"Brother Biao, you guys left too quickly. Don't you know to wait for me?"    

As I rambled on, I took out a cigarette and lit two cigarettes before placing them in front of the photo.    

"Brothers, it's been a long time since we gathered together to brag."    

"F * ck, that Brother Xiong who cut off one of your arms. I've already killed him, and a large area of the Imperial-dragon Pavilion's headquarters has also been blasted to death. I heard from the police that there is only White Tiger left in the Imperial-dragon Pavilion. And Old Eagle is still a shark. In short, only the two of them are still alive. Unfortunately, I can't get rid of the white tiger, and my brother won't be able to get out now. "    

I talked to myself as if I was reporting to Brother Biao about the situation in Binhai City.    

The fact that I wasn't able to kill the white tiger, the murderer of Brother Biao, was a regret in my heart.    

"But you don't have to worry. I heard the police say this time. All of them were elites from the headquarters. The police seem to have seized the opportunity to arrest 20 to 30 people. They have suffered a great loss. Most importantly, there were only two of the six big shots left. The once biggest gang in Binhai City is about to fall. "    

"That guy, White Tiger, seems to be injured as well."    

That's right. He wasn't able to get rid of the Imperial-dragon Pavilion, but he could imagine that the life of the Imperial-dragon Pavilion wouldn't be easy.    

This time, the Imperial-dragon Pavilion's forces were able to amputate all the limbs below the chest. They had lost at least two-thirds of their original forces.    

Currently, the Imperial-dragon Pavilion was only slightly stronger than the Dragon Palace.    

If the Dragon Palace wanted to rise again, they wouldn't let go of this opportunity. They would certainly cause conflicts of interest for the Imperial-dragon Pavilion, not to mention that there was also the Fenghua House watching them covetously.    

There was a high probability that the Imperial-dragon Pavilion would be destroyed one day.    

Furthermore, Xie Yao also promised me that sooner or later, the Imperial-dragon Pavilion will be completely eradicated.    

At that time, Brother Biao's revenge will be considered to have been avenged.    

"Brother Feng, don't worry."    

"Your sister Lin Xueying is fine. Speaking of which, I really don't know. This beauty of mine is sitting next to you, and she is actually your sister. It really is fate."    

"Now that Xueying has been rescued, you don't have to worry about her downstairs."    

"Brother, although I am still alive, I reckon that in a few days, I will go down and meet up with you guys. When I get down there, I will still follow my brothers down there." I grinned and said.    

The policemen outside the window listened to the sounds coming from the ward. They even felt that it was possible that he had lost his mind and had a mental breakdown. But they knew very well that it was not like that. It was just a person in extreme sadness and pain. He had done something that wanted to comfort himself a little.    

"Come, let's drink."    

He raised his head and directly swallowed half of the bottle of white wine.    

Immediately after, the bottle's mouth faced the ground and the wine scattered down. If they wanted to drink it together, they should drink it together.    

The wine flowed over and wet the burning cigarette butt.    

A cluster of blue flames rose from the ground. It jumped slightly, and the cigarettes and photos quickly fell into the flames.    

There was a burnt smell in the room, as well as some smoke spreading out.    

The policemen outside thought that I was going to light a fire and commit suicide. They were so scared that they rushed in. Only then did they realize that there was only a layer of ashes left on the ground.    

"Don't worry, I won't commit suicide. Don't worry." He grinned, smiled, and stuffed another cigarette into his mouth.    

I won't kill myself, even though it's very painful right now. However, every minute and every second of my life is so precious. I am still unable to put these things away. I want to see as much as I can. Listen more.    

These days, I have been staying in the hospital.    

Liu Sihan, that girl with a screw loose, came over a few times with the members of the special task force. Every time, she would ask some questions that were mostly the same. No matter what they asked, my answer will always be one... That is, everything is done by me. It has nothing to do with other people.    

Although some of the members of the special task force questioned the lax security measures on my side, after all, a vicious criminal whose hands were covered in blood didn't even have handcuffs on him. No matter how you put it, it doesn't make sense.    

However, there's nothing I can do. I probably won't run away. After all, I'm already on the verge of death. I might even be finished before the day of the trial.    

I don't know what kind of connections that old doctor used. He ran over a few more times, and every time, he wanted to study me like a lab rat. Every time, he was rejected by me. What a joke. I haven't decided to be a lab rat yet.    

The pain in my head is still intensifying. Previously, I could only use my own strength to fight. Only when he was fighting would his brain be in great pain. But now, even if he didn't do anything, he was just lying there... His head hurt.    

The painkillers from before were already effective, but now he needed one at a time.    

The doctor prescribed some fentany and the like, but the effects were not very good.    

The pain made me feel like I was getting closer and closer to death.    

But... I won't die so easily.    

My life seems to be longer than I imagined. Every day is clearly in danger and I could die at any time, but I managed to hold on for half a month until the day of the court trial.