She regretted divorcing the female CEO.

Seeing this scene, Hei Zi's eyes trembled. He took a deep breath. Si Yang was still the same Si Yang after all.

They killed without hesitation, leaving no room for negotiation.

Its decisiveness sent chills down one's spine.

Si Yang looked at the old man's lifeless body and smiled calmly.

Now that we're here, do we really expect to survive?

"Kill him." Si Yang looked at Hei Zi and said softly.

Hei Zi nodded.

We've come this far, there's no point in hesitating now.

Many things are predetermined from the very beginning.

The news spread like wildfire.

It's shocking; Si Yang's methods are as ruthless as ever. It's unimaginable, yet seemingly reasonable.

Things that others wouldn't dare to think of or do seem ordinary to Si Yang.

Once outside, Si Yang gently lit a cigarette.

He lowered his head and gently exhaled a puff of smoke.

A figure appeared at this moment, with tears in his eyes and a look of pain in his eyes.

"Si Yang!" Ye Qingyan called softly.

Si Yang smiled and took Ye Qingyan's hand. "Walk with me for a bit."

"Okay." Ye Qingyan nodded with tears in her eyes.

Si Yang held Ye Qingyan's cold little hand and walked forward.

Hei Zi watched this scene without following.

Under the dim sky, the two figures from behind were beautiful.

A smile crept across Kuroko's face. "How can someone like that deserve to die?"

Si Yang kept his head down and smoked continuously, without saying a word from beginning to end.

He is not someone who expresses his emotions verbally.

In fact, he used to be quiet and wouldn't say a single unnecessary word.

But as time went by, with women and children, his personality gradually softened.

"Are you scared?" Si Yang asked Ye Qingyan softly.

"I'm terrified, terrified to death."

"Si Yang, can't we be a little softer, lower our heads a little, and not die?" Ye Qingyan said through tears.

She was afraid, afraid that this man would never bow his head, even until his death.

"Fool, in this world, when you're supposed to die, you'll still die no matter what, not even if you bow your head or beg for mercy on your knees."

"Isn't the Chu family and the Song family the same?"

"Is the Han family an exception?" Si Yang asked calmly with a smile.

Ye Qingyan's eyes reddened, but she didn't say anything.

The sky gradually darkened.

A blinding light came on.

A number of cars sped over and surrounded Si Yang and Ye Qingyan.

Kuroko watched this scene with a slightly stern look in his eyes.

He slowly raised his palm.

At this point, before Si Yang was ready to be beheaded, no one could come.

But after seeing the figure getting off the bus, Kuroko's hand finally didn't fall.

Thunder jumped out of the car.

Looking at Si Yang, her eyes were incredibly complex.

"Is that enough?" Lei Ting asked Si Yang softly.

Ye Qingyan gripped Si Yang's hand tightly.

Si Yang glanced at Ye Qingyan, smiled, and then nodded slightly to Lei Ting, "That's enough."

Perhaps it's not enough, but Li Zhendong is still Li Chuning's father.

If this continues, there could be much more to it.

Thunder sighed. "Get in the car."

There were no orders, no coercion, and Si Yang was not even treated as a prisoner.

It wasn't that he, as the uncle, was being biased; anyone in his position would have acted the same way.

Or perhaps it would be a better choice for him to come.

If it were someone else, it's hard to guarantee that Si Yang wouldn't react negatively.

After getting into the car, Si Yang gently closed his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing this, Lei Ting remained silent.

Now that things have come to this point, it's beyond his level to participate in.

As for the truth, those old men at the top are probably already at their wits' end.

Of course, it's hard to say whether Si Yang will be unlucky or not, but there will be many others who will be unlucky in the future.

Li Zhendong is probably the first to be affected.

Si Yang's place was not shabby; in fact, it was a place that many people could never reach in their entire lives.

Small villa, small garden, very nice environment.

People, when they cause trouble to a certain extent, will not be ashamed of themselves, like Si Yang.

A few retired old men live next door.

Overnight, Si Yang was placed under house arrest, which relieved some people. After all, they didn't have to die, and compared to other things, it was better to live a miserable life than to die.

Early in the morning, an old man walked slowly into Si Yang's courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"Hey kid, come out and have a chat."

Si Yang opened the window, looking annoyed. "Get out, and stop yelling in my room."

The old man's face fell; for so many years, no one had dared to speak to him like that.

"You scoundrel, you have no respect for elders or children at all!"

"Damn it, how did Old Man Rong and Lei Xiaohu raise you?"

"None of your business," Si Yang said irritably!

The old man disturbed my peaceful sleep early in the morning.

"You think you're all lawless now, aren't you?!"

"But I'm not afraid. I'm just a retired old man. Who can do anything to me?" The old man chuckled.

Si Yang stepped down and sized up the old man in front of him.

"What do you mean?" Si Yang asked bluntly.

"It's okay. I wanted to see you back then but I didn't get to. I liked you from the moment you kicked the table at the military meeting."

"It's a pity you went on a mission right away, and I fucking retired. I never thought we'd become neighbors, and I have to see you."

"Old Wang passed away early, but I'm still quite robust," the old man chuckled.

Si Yang chuckled softly, "You've seen it, aren't you disappointed?" Si Yang asked with a smile!

This person is the predecessor of Old Wang, or in other words, the predecessor of Tiger Lei.

He's in pretty good shape.

"As a person, you're not qualified, but if you're going to be a soldier, you're the best soldier." The old man looked at Si Yang and said softly.

"Si Jiangong is a good man, but his mother's grave has been dug up. Is there no justice in this world?"

"If we're really going to talk about it, it's your family's ancestral grave. This man, his ancestral grave has been dug up, and he's still not taking responsibility for it," the old man said.

"Kid, don't be discouraged. To put it bluntly, this is a personal grudge, but to put it more seriously, you represent a lot more."

"Now, what does it have to do with that?" Si Yang couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"Whether it's related or not, let's discuss something. I've lived a lonely life. My eldest son died in the Southwest, and my second son died in the Northwest."

"Young man, call me grandpa, and I'll settle this matter for you, how about that?" the old man chuckled.

Si Yang blinked; the suggestion seemed quite tempting.

"I could do it, but I'm afraid some people might disagree," Si Yang said with a smile.

Then he gestured with his lips towards the back.

There was an old guy standing behind me with a long, sullen face.

"You son of a bitch, you think you're worthy of my grandson calling you grandpa with your flattery?" Old Master Rong said angrily.

Damn it, I'm trying to steal his girlfriend.

"Damn, that donkey face is so long."

"You scared the hell out of me. Whether you're worthy or not is none of your business. Go back to your own home and show off. I'm not buying your act." The old man sneered.

"What, you want to fight? I came from the battlefield myself." The old man looked at Grandpa Rong with a provocative expression.