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When Tan Tianshi fell to the ground, he seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing out of his eyes.

That fearful but powerless feeling reminded him of what happened in Wang Xiangzhen a few months ago. At that time he was lying on the bed too, unable to move or talk, the whole world was very noisy, but he could only lie on the bed quietly.

"Crack, crack."

It was the sound of the hands of the wall clock moving. The intense pain did not make him lose his mind, but made him sober horribly.

He knew he was going to die.

At the moment when the curse failed, his fate was doomed.

When he was young, he was lonely and helpless. He was taken abroad by his adoptive father, and lived a life of worry-free and respectable life. Only at that time did he realize that the Tan family had been like that. Unwilling to reconcile, the adoptive father always emphasized to him that the glory of the Tan family was destroyed in the hands of the new Chinese government, and he wanted him to avenge the Tan family.

Twenty years ago, the adoptive father died because of the defeat of the formation. He did not expect that he would embark on the same path as the adoptive father.

It seems that death is not so terrible. He has lived for the Tan family all his life, until the moment he fell, he can finally relax.

He seemed to have seen him again when he was a child, standing at the gate of an orphanage that was not too spacious. The dean, dressed in a blue cloth, squatted in front of him, and handed him a piece of white dog candies.

The toffee was fragrant and sweet. He squeezed his hands and couldn't bear to eat it. After getting in the car, the adoptive father threw away the toffee that he was about to melt.

"As the future heir of the Tan family, you have a lot of good things to enjoy."

From then on, he dressed well, ate exquisite food, and even a bunch of people gathered around him to take care of him.

The time in the orphanage has lost its color in his mind, but those memories have become alive again.

That piece of toffee, and the white lettering printed on the chest of the grandma's blue cloth.

China Apple Welfare Institute.

The dean's grandmother said that they are all the sweetest and most cherished apples of China in the future, not the abandoned children.

The palm of the dean's grandma on his head is warm, and her smile is gentle.

Although Hua Xia was not wealthy at that time, he did not suffer from hunger or cold in his memory, but he did not have luxurious clothes and luxurious snacks to enjoy.

China...

China...

He licked the dry corners of his mouth and seemed to taste the taste of white dog candies.

I really want to taste the taste of that candy, it must be very fragrant and sweet.

The world is quiet, quiet in the dark.

"God!" A person guarding the door found that something was wrong in the room, and hurriedly called out to his companion: "There is something wrong with Tianshi Tan!"

The man who had just thrown up from the bathroom endured the nausea in his stomach, walked in front of Tianshi Tan, probed the pulse and snorting between his neck, and stood up straight and said, "Dead."

"What, what about this?" The companion looked at the miserable situation in the room, and felt that this room was extremely infiltrating.

"What else?" The man in black no longer looked at the corpse on the ground, strode out of the house, lit a cigar, and took a few puffs before saying: "Clean up the house."

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