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Text Chapter 767 Brother and sister?  Mother and son?

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    Yang Zongbao looked at the rose brows and always felt that there is nothing more sad than heartbreak. It is not a normal state after all: "Actually, don't worry about it!"

    These words made Qiangwei's eyes light up, but she quickly returned to her original state: "Since you foresee how it will develop next?"

    When Qiangwei asked this, the Japanese ghost stood guarding the door. Although it seemed casual, he was actually vigilantly guarding the door for the two people talking in the room.

    ¡°Don¡¯t you know about the virus you spread yourself?¡± Seeing the Japanese ghosts guarding him, Yang Zongbao went straight to the point and stopped beating around the bush.

    When Qiangwei heard this, her bloodless face became paler and more transparent, her body couldn't stop trembling slightly, and she opened her mouth several times but no sound came out. In the end, she could only abuse her lips cruelly, and then she made a sound: "I  ¡­¡­have no idea¡­¡­"

    "You don't know! How could I, Yang Zongbao, and He De, let you, Princess Qiangwei, show your heart to me like this? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have committed such a heinous crime! It's because Yang Tianming caught this in you that he  He asked you to help him get into such a big situation. But you have to be very alert when dealing with the Yang family, otherwise I won¡¯t even spit out my bones! No matter what the final outcome is,  You are going to disappear!" Yang Zongbao saw clearly that if he still had room for maneuver, Qiangwei would be completely destroyed.

    "I know!" Qiangwei raised her little face as big as a palm and said in a very firm tone: "I don't need your sympathy for me! I gave you a shot and you didn't die. That was God's will. Even if I give you my life back this time,  Here you go!¡±

    "If you die, what will happen to your family? What will happen to the Willis family? Didn't you separate from me because of family reasons? I don't believe you gave up!"

    Qiangwei was stunned.

    A trace of unbearability flashed in his heart, and Yang Zongbao breathed a sigh of relief: "If we can escape smoothly this time, you can stay with me!"

    ""

    Even a woman as strong as Qiangwei couldn't help but get wet in her eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, we can't do it!"

    Yang Zongbao did not mention this topic again.

    Silence flowed between the two of them, each staring at the coffee cup, not knowing what they were thinking.

    Suddenly, the sound of an alarm bell made the two people in the room look at the door warily at the same time.  But he found that the Japanese ghost was cursing and avoiding the water above his head.  He just smoked and triggered the sensors in the firefighting equipment!

    When they looked at each other and smiled, all the grudges in their hearts were completely resolved.

    "What are you doing?" Sherlock came over angrily: "The people who were isolated just now almost ran out of the room, but fortunately there were troops to stop them."

    "Sorry, I had a cigarette." The Japanese ghost admitted his mistake generously.

    "You!" Sherlock stared at the Japanese ghost for three seconds, and finally decided not to argue with him: "Smoking is prohibited here, you have to smoke outside!"

    "I know!" Qiangwei agreed good-naturedly.

    "Is it raining outside?" Yang Zongbao asked as he felt the smell of rain coming under his nose from time to time.

    ¡°Not yet, it¡¯s just that the sky is overcast and the clouds are almost overwhelming my head!¡± Dong Liang had just returned from wandering outside.

    "It's going to rain!" Yang Zongbao's frowning brows almost knitted together.

    "Well, it's going to rain!" Qiangwei agreed.

    "What are you talking about?" Sherlock was a little worried about the riddle between Yang Zongbao and Qiangwei. It felt bad to be excluded.

    "It won't be burned, just bury it on the spot!" Yang Zongbao stared at Sherlock with piercing eyes.

    "No, this is a desecration of the corpses. We must keep them properly until their families come to take them away!" As expected, Sherlock strongly objected.

    "Okay! Do you know who the commander is?" Yang Zongbao asked Ren.  After all, it was Ren who led them all the way through.

    "I wish I could ask for permission on this!" Renn didn't expect that the matter would fall on him in the end, so he asked Qiangwei for help with his eyes.

    "There's nothing to hide, it's William!" Qiangwei was generous.

    "Do you still have contact with him?" Yang Zongbao regretted it as soon as he asked. Qiangwei married William's cousin, so there is naturally a connection between them.  If you ask this question, you will definitely get laughed at.  As expected, Qiangwei's expression immediately became much happier.  After coughing twice on purpose, Yang Zongbao cleared his throat: "Since it's him, it's easy to handle. They are all old acquaintances, and they work well together."

    "Well, they are indeed old acquaintances!" Qiangwei also remembered what happened in the Lower East Side, and when she thought about it carefully, they were really the original cast members.

    "What on earth are you talking about?" Sherlock asked anxiously??Jumping feet.

    "You are also in your 40s. Do you know about the disaster in the Lower East Side?" Qiangwei explained kindly.

    "I know. I know it was the biggest disaster that has happened since mankind entered the 20th century!" Sherlock still has some medical knowledge: "Although a lot of data has not been officially announced, we who study medicine can naturally guess it.  The situation was so critical. What does that have to do with what is happening now?

    "Do you still remember the name of the doctor who was awarded the title?" Qiangwei asked while observing Yang Zongbao's livid face in a funny way.

    "Of course I know - Dr. John, there is still a welfare hospital of his in the Lower East Side!" Sherlock didn't think these questions were related, but he still answered everything he knew truthfully.

    "He is John!" Qiangwei pointed at Yang Zongbao.

    "Impossible! Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Sherlock suddenly took a few steps back: "How old is he? Less than 30, right? How could he be Dr. John?"

    "I'm sorry. In fact, I am. Get in touch with William now, and everything must be implemented as soon as possible. I originally wanted to wait, but when it rains, the pollution will accelerate, so it is best to bury all the bodies deeply.  Come on!" Yang Zongbao's repeated experiences taught him that sometimes decisiveness can save more lives.

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    Zatoichi.

    What surprised everyone was that Yang Tianming was living very comfortably in his wealthy building and was not worried at all about what was to come.  But beside him, Yang Jing, who was wrapped in a blanket, looked worried.

    "What, you're listless?" Yang Tianming asked.

    "I wonder what's going on with me?" Yang Jing sighed quietly.

    "It should be fine! I specially gave him two days to rest! The real tough battle starts tomorrow!" Yang Tianming's attitude of not caring about the matter made Yang Jing annoyed: "No matter what  You are also your father¡¯s biological son, right? Can¡¯t you care about his life and death?¡±

    "What? You have a good temper?" Yang Jing's rare strength made Yang Tianming interested.

    "I'm not afraid of anything now. Anyway, I don't have many days left to live!" Yang Jing finished yelling, and her smiling face became even paler.

    Yang Tianming was suddenly stunned. He stretched out his hand unconsciously and was about to touch Yang Jing's chin.

    "What are you doing?" Yang Jing was startled, tilting her head back to avoid Yang Tianming's palm.

    Yang Tianming retracted his hand in embarrassment and rubbed it a few times in self-mockery: "Nothing?"

    Yang Jing broke out into a cold sweat, Yang Tianming couldn't have targeted it without aim!

    "Master, there is someone looking for you outside!" Shen Rou came over with a bowl of fragrant tea and took a look at Yang Jing.

    Yang Jing knew that it was an expulsion order, so she didn¡¯t bother wrapping the blanket tightly around her body, got up and left.  When she came to the door, she felt something flash past her,

    In the blink of an eye, an old monk sat in Yang Jing¡¯s seat just now.

    "Father-in-law, please have tea!" Shen Rou's tea was originally prepared for the old monk.

    "I just came back from your father's place. Everything is fine with him!" the old monk said to Shen Rou gently.

    Shen Rou's eyes were red: "Thank you for your concern, father-in-law."

    "I just saw that Yang Jing's girl looks more and more like her!" The old monk picked up the tea bowl and took a savory sip.

    Yang Tianming's eyes flashed coldly, and he quickly hid it: "The one who came out of Shen Rou's belly will naturally look like her!"

    "Haha!" The old monk didn't know that Yang Tianming was deliberately confusing "her" and "her".

    "You two talk, I'll prepare lunch!" Shen Rou retreated smartly.

    "What are you doing here?" Yang Tianming's rogue and stubborn look was somewhat similar to Yang Jing's just now, but he didn't realize it.

    "Look at you! I thought I was outrageous enough, but I didn't expect you to make more trouble than me! You must know that Yang Jing is not her. People cannot be resurrected after death"

    "You have ignored my affairs for so many years, why do you want to discipline me now that your conscience has caught your attention? Let's get straight to the point and talk about serious matters!" In the past, Yang Tianming would not have talked to the old monk like this.  Yang Tianming has an unattainable admiration for the old monk.  In his eyes, the old monk was also a mountain-like existence.  But now that mountain-like existence suddenly became so real and vulgar, Yang Tianming's desire turned into anger.

    "You're still angry! That proves that you haven't given up yet, which is a good thing!" Not only was the old monk not angry, butSomewhat happy.

    "What do you want to do here? Tell me!" Yang Tianming didn't want to talk any more and wanted to send the old monk away quickly, because he found that the longer the two of them got along, the more he would unknowingly fall behind.

    The old monk did not talk about it for now, but advised: "Send that girl Yang Jing away! Otherwise, your body will not recover, and neither will hers!"

    When Yang Tianming heard this, he had a tigerish expression and said nothing.

    "Perhaps it's the nature of mother and child. That girl Yang Jing has always had feelings for Yang Zongbao. It's just that she can't tell that this feeling is not the love between men and women, but the natural affection! But Tianming, the relationship between you and Yang Jing is  Impossible! You have gone against the grain by forcefully bringing her into this world! This is why you still can't recover from your illness. Let it go before it's too late!" The old monk said with deep heart.  Yang Tianming was moved.

    "I don't believe in your superstition, I only believe in science, because science brought her back. I can watch her grow up, become an adult, and become more and more like her" Yang Tianming murmured to himself crazily.
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