Chapter 866

Seeing that the red positioning light on the positioning system disappeared, Ling Xiao's cold mouth raised a grim smile.

Then he turned and made a gesture to the pilot hovering in the air.

Then he opened the door of a car next to him, and went up to raise dust.

After about 500 meters.

The bomber dropped several bombs into the manor from above.

Boom -

the sound of a series of explosions.

Accompanied by a thick fire.

This last dwelling where Ethan lived was finally razed to the ground and never existed again.

Ling Xiaohan drives alone on the road in the suburbs.

Nothing can stop his killing.

Nothing can pacify him at the moment.

The tears rolled in the eyes, but they couldn't fall down, and the mother died.

Sudden death.

He never expected that his mother would die in the kidnapping.

If he had eradicated Ethan earlier.

Maybe it will not lead to such a tragedy.

He is not cruel enough after all.

He hated ah, hated himself and there was a trace of pity, hated that he was content with the status quo, hated that he did not kill all.

When the car stormed back to lingshigong castle.

Ling Xiaohan, who had not slept all night, drove his car into the front yard at noon.

The sun is warm at noon.

A zhe stands in the front yard with a group of bodyguards from Ethan, waiting for the reward from Ling Xiaohan.

Su Wan's body was placed on the ground, covered with a white cloth.

Step by step, he went to the body and squatted down, slowly lifting the white cloth.

Su Wan died miserably and was unwilling.

Frown deeply.

The scar on the forehead coagulated and formed a scar.

His face was pale and horrible.

This gentle and kind mother died without any reason.

Ling Xiaohan squatted on the ground, looking at the dead face, silent for a long time.

Even if the sun shines high, it makes people feel like the cold wind, like the cold winter.

Ji Qianchen took care of Ling Yichen, who was frightened by the high fever in his room, and the doctor helped him to give him some shots.

She holds Ling Yichen's small hand and puts it on her face. Tears flow all over her face and she cries, "Yichen, you must get better soon."

Luo Bu, who was standing by, got the news that Ling Xiaohan had come back. He hurriedly went up to Ji Qianchen and reported, "little lady, young master has come back and also brought back the body of his wife."

"Where is he now?" Ji Qianchen put Ling Yichen's hand into the quilt, wiped off the tear mark on the corner of his eyes, and hurriedly stood up.

"In the front yard."

"Go!"

Ji Qianchen hurried along with Rob at once.

There are dozens of people standing in the front yard.

Ji Qianchen rushes to Ling Xiaohan and watches him squatting in front of Su Wan's body.

"Mom..."

Ji Qianchen strolls over, squats down, and looks at the pale corpse. His heart is choked and he is very sad.

"How could this happen? How could that be? "

Ji Qianchen's tearful curtain really can't accept this fact.

Last night.

Everything is fine.

Why did everything change after a night.

They also lied to her that they had gone shopping.

Is this the so-called shopping?

Ji Qianchen is afraid that Ling Xiaohan is too sad.

Because he squatted on the ground for so long, a drop of tears did not flow, a word did not say, the eyes of the whole person were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

She held out her hand to his shoulder and comforted him as much as possible. "Honey, it's OK. Mom just went to a better place than here. She just went to accompany dad."

There was movement in Ling Xiaohan's eyes.

He broke Ji Qianchen's hand with his hand, then stood up from the ground and turned to look at the impatient people waiting for his bonus.

"Rob Get the checks ready, one by one, and distribute them. "

Ling Xiao said with a cold, expressionless face.

"Young master, they are the accomplices of killing the lady. How can we give them money?" Rob was very confused and asked again.

"Go as you are told, and don't talk nonsense."

Ling Xiao's cold and merciless order made rob unable to resist the commanding order.

Rob came back very soon and made out a cheque voucher. One by one, they distributed it.

Those bodyguards holding cheques are very happy.

Their faces only have the joy of getting money, no sense of guilt for killing a living person."Rob, send two men to her room."

"Good."

Rob immediately sent someone to cover the body again and carefully transported it back to the palace hall.

Later, Ling Xiaohan pulled Ji Qianchen up from the ground and held her hand. "Ah Zhe, let's do it."

Ling Xiaohan finished his command and led Ji Qianchen back step by step.

Bang Bang -

dozens of shots are fired at the same time.

Ji Qianchen was frightened by the deafening gunfire and stopped to look back.

Those bodyguards who are happy to leave with cheques are all shot into blood holes by the machine gun used by the bodyguards led by a Zhe, and they fall all over the ground.

Bloody marble floor, stained red with blood.

There are dozens of lives on the ground, but no life.

Ji Qianchen's eyes widened, obviously unable to accept such cruel and cold-blooded practice of Ling Xiaohan.

"You Kill them all? "

Ji Qianchen murmured.

"They deserve to die."

Ling Xiaohan left a word and took the lead step by step.

Ji Qianchen can't catch up with him any more.

"Husband, wait for me."

Ling Xiaohan didn't seem to hear.

Go straight ahead.

Back to Su Wan's room on the first floor, Ling Xiao slammed the door shut, locked himself in that room, and locked himself against anyone.

Ji Qianchen went to the door and knocked.

"Honey, let me in. I'll see my mother."

There was no movement in it.

She knew that Ling Xiaohan was very sad.

When he lost Lingxiong, he didn't have too many mood swings. But this time, he lost his mother, his most beloved mother.

She understood his sadness, just as she heard that Ji Chengfeng, her father, was suffering from terminal illness and was about to leave her at once.

But Ling Xiaohan is a hundred times more pitiful than her.

Su Wan's sudden death did not give him any psychological preparation.

The blow is expected to last for a long time.

Ling Xiaohan doesn't want to take care of her. Ji Qianchen has to go back to Ling Yichen's room to see if his son is awake.

Sit by the bed and tuck in your son.

"Don't touch grandma, don't......"

"Villains, you big villains."

The child was sweating, muttering, and talking in his sleep.

Ji Qianchen gently wipes the sweat for him with a handkerchief, "son, don't be afraid, mom is here, mom will never let you be frightened again."

Ling Yichen's forehead was caressed with heartache, Ji Qianchen kept comforting, and Ling Yichen slept very restlessly.

"Ah..."

Ling Yichen suddenly woke up from a nightmare, turned over from the bed and sat up, gasping heavily.