Bang!

As the window glass exploded, the singing came to an abrupt end. Everyone understood what this meant. The little girl Julia stared blankly at the still burning house, and continued to sing the song she was singing just now, as if as long as she continued to sing, her mother would come back to life. Zhou Ming felt a sense of sadness about this, for the little girl Julia and for the poor woman Margaret.

It is said that pitiful people must have something hateful, but Margaret does not seem to have no. She has not participated in the competition for family inheritance rights, and has not fallen in love with black people to give birth to children for black people across races. She just wants to be a girl who is invincible.

For a daughter of a big family, she just wants to live happily without regard to family politics. This should be the easiest goal, but he encountered George.

If Margaret really did something wrong, then it must be that she had not seen George's true face clearly, so she would have ruined her life by George, from a princess of a big family to the lowest class who even eats meat. Now, George's son Wood came over and burned her to death in his house.

Zhou Ming didn't know how desperate Margaret was after experiencing those things. She might even think of death, but in the end it was the child in her belly that gave her the reason to continue living, or... hope.

Even today, at the last moment of her life, she did not forget to continue giving Julia hope and sang the songs she sang with all her life.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ming squatted down and hugged the little girl Julia and said to her: "Julia, your mother is the greatest and most beautiful mother in the world. I will not let her die like this. Brother Zhou Ming promised you that he will definitely avenge you!"

The little girl was still dumb and unresponsive. Zhou Ming sighed, then stood up and signaled that ** let go of Wood: "Get out, bring me a message to your father. I will use your Wood family and the entire Itley to bury Mrs. Margaret!"

Listening to Zhou Ming's words, Wood could not help but shivered, but still grinned and said to Zhou Ming: "Are you telling me a joke? You're also saying it. I'm afraid you don't know how big our big Wood family is..."

Zhou Ming was not interested in quarreling with him here, so he said to him coldly: "Get out!"

Wood could no longer withstand Zhou Ming's momentum. When he heard Zhou Ming say this, he immediately turned around and ran away. Looking at his escaped back, ** said unwillingly: "It's so cheap to let him go like this!"

Zhou Ming said, "I never said I would let him go. If I just shot him to death now, that would be the cheapest way for them to do it."

At this time, the little girl Julia finally came back to her senses. She looked up blankly and asked, "Brother Zhou Ming, will you avenge my mother, right?"

Zhou Ming nodded and promised her very seriously: "Yes, I will make all the bad guys pay the biggest price. I will let this rotten city of Itli be buried with your mother. Do you believe me?"

The little girl nodded firmly and said, "If it is Brother Zhou Ming's promise, then I completely believe it!"

After about half an hour of touching, the fire brigade finally arrived late. This was because Wood asked someone to block the road and the fire brigade could not get through at all. When they arrived, the fire in the house had basically been extinguished.

After Zhou Ming helped pay the firefighting fee, the firefighters rushed into the house and carried out Margaret's body, and were transported to the morgue by the ambulance that arrived later. After the forensic identification, it was already eleven o'clock in the night, but Zhou Ming contacted Mayor Martin as soon as possible.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou Ming, I already know about Mrs. Margaret, and I feel very sorry for this. Is Julia by your side? Please say silence to her on my behalf." As soon as the phone was answered, Martin's words came immediately.

"I am very grateful for the care of the mayor. I will take good care of Julia." Zhou Ming continued, "I'm sorry I'm disturbing you so late, but I still want to ask if you have time now? Julia and I will go there now."

Martin immediately said: "Of course, I always look forward to Mr. Zhou Ming's journey. I think my villa is enough for Julia to live in."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ming asked ** to drive straight to Martin's villa. After half an hour, Zhou Ming arrived. The housekeeper greeted him at the door. Zhou Ming asked the housekeeper to send the little girl Julia to her room, and then he went to Martin's study.

Martin sat on his own sand, and he signaled Zhou Ming to sit down, and said, "Although I know it's inappropriate to say this at this time, I still want to say, it seems that Mr. Zhou Ming, you have made a decision."

Zhou Ming sat down on the sand and looked at Martin opposite him and nodded, "I have indeed made a decision. I think I have seen such a thing with my own eyes, and no one will remain indifferent. I don't know how you want me to save the black people, but my purpose is to let the Great Wood family and the entire Itley be buried with Mrs. Margaret!"

The cold words made Martin feel inexplicable. In fact, Zhou Ming's words sounded unreasonable, but Martin looked at Zhou Ming at this time. Although he had been less than twelve hours after seeing Zhou Ming, he believed that Zhou Ming would definitely be able to do what he said, no matter how incredible he said.

Martin took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to Zhou Ming: "If Mr. Zhou Ming, you have this purpose, I think we have room for cooperation."

Zhou Ming shook hands with Martin, and then Martin asked: "But although I believe in your determination, Mr. Zhou Ming, it is far from enough to have determination in many things. I need to know your more specific ideas, Mr. Zhou Ming."

"Do I think? Actually, just like what you did thirteen years ago, we created riots through black groups to completely drive white people out of Italy!" Zhou Ming said.

Martin looked at Zhou Ming with complicated eyes and said, "First of all I need to say is that the behavior you said will be in jail for the rest of my life. Secondly, what I want to say is that the behavior you said has proven to be useless thirteen years ago."

"That's because you have a problem with your approach." Zhou Ming said, "Railage is just one of the means, not all. Other public opinion and financial means are the powerful tools that can really hit the Great Wood family. Otherwise, do you really think that hundreds of thousands of black people will take to the streets to make the Great Wood family fall? Of course, the scale and location of the riots must be within our control."

Martin took a deep breath and said, "I understand, I believe Mr. Zhou Ming will definitely succeed!"

Zhou Ming shook hands with Martin and said, "I am very confident in this, but the riots cannot be caused just by trying to start them. I need to conceive a perfect script."

After shaking hands again, Zhou Ming and Martin went back to rest separately. Of course, Zhou Ming was arranged by Martin. When Zhou Ming returned to the room, he immediately called the contact information left by Richard, and the phone number was quickly answered. Zhou Ming said: "I want the Big Wood family to die. If you think this is a chance to turn things around, please follow us!"

Zhou Ming, who was on the phone at this time, didn't know that someone was sending him the script he wanted.

...

When Zhou Ming joined forces with Martin and Richard, Wood on the other side had already returned to the manor. As the eldest master of the Great Wood family, he came directly to George's study.

Wood came in carelessly and sat in front of George and said to him: "Dad, I have solved the problem, but when we started, Zhou Ming and the black bitch were not in the house, so they only burned Margaret to death. Later, I saw that there were too many people at the door, so I didn't do it."

After hearing Wood say that, George slowly took off his glasses, put down the book in his hand and said, "Margaret, she finally died. I heard that she is suffering from severe uremia now, and she has no money to dialysis, right? This is so pitiful. I really should have let her die thirteen years ago, so that she can relieve her pain to the greatest extent."

Then George said to Wood: "You did it right. Zhou Ming is lucky enough to let him escape. Anyway, as long as he is still in Itley, he will have a chance."

"Father, I think he can't leave Itley under the surveillance of our Great Wood family, right?"

Wood smiled meaningfully, and then he remembered something and said to George: "But father, that Zhou Ming seemed to be really angry for the old and ugly mother and daughter. He actually said that we wanted our Big Wood family to bury Margaret with him, and scared me!"

"My child, are you scared by this stupid language without reason?" George said, "It's just a lie of mental illness. Even the barking of a dog is fresher and more refined than that of him."

Wood laughed: "That's true, then what should we do now, father?"

George put on his glasses again: "My child, you know that the golden eagle usually waits for the prey to fly into the sky before he will chase and bite the prey to death, so let him do whatever he wants, and maybe give him some hope at the right time, and finally beat him to death."

"This is really great! I can't wait to see it," said Wood.

...

It was one o'clock at night, outside Margaret's villa, a very formal black man came here with a backpack on his back. He stared blankly at the villa that had collapsed in the fire and knelt down.

"I'm sorry! I know I'm no longer qualified to say this to you again, but I still want to say sorry! Everything was my fault at the beginning, but in the end I still couldn't protect you. I'm the most failed scum in the world!"

"Actually, I should have gone to hell. I should have gone to hell thirteen years ago, but... I am very afraid of death, and I don't want to die, but now, those who are afraid and cowardly are all going to go to hell! Now I should go to hell to report, but before I go down, I think I need to do something I should have done thirteen years ago!"

While saying like a vow, he untied his backpack and took out a gun from it. He gently stroked the gun body, and his tears fell involuntarily: "I am such a bastard. If I were not so cowardly at the beginning, if I could be braver, maybe... today's tragedy would not have been born, and I would not have hated myself so much." 8

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