Chapter 98 Law of the Jungle
Later, this photo appeared in Shen Jinci's wallet and was seen by Wei Shuqian two years later.

Wei Shuqian was still frightened and said to him in a serious tone, "Third brother, the eldest lady is cruel."

At that time, Shen Jinci did not speak.

No one knows better than him how soft-hearted Bian Yue is.

He just...to this day, he still doesn't know how to face her.

People say that they feel homesick when they are close to home, but for Shen Jinci, it is more about feeling that he is not worthy of his family.

He was dirty and somehow managed to stain the clean moon.

Shen Jinci was 23 years old this year and had just escaped from the civil war in Continent S. In this civil war that almost wiped out the whole system, he faked his own death and escaped, and no one knew his whereabouts.

But even in such a difficult situation, Yu was still able to turn the tide and take control of the entire continent without anyone in S continent.

Many people are looking for him. Some want him to go back, but more want him dead.

And he returned to Hong Kong just to see off the old patriarch of the Shen family, Shen Shan.

Shen Jinci is a man who never forgets to take revenge, and following dogma is a cycle of cause and effect.

Shen Shan exiled him abroad for many years. He was in desperate situations many times because of him, and escaped death many times. He knew that although this man was his father in name, in fact, he only used himself as a whetstone for the man named "Shen Jinci".

So, he came back from abroad, with the blood and killing scars still on his body. The traveler wandering in the dark night suddenly found himself in the hazy Hong Kong during the rainy season, holding tightly in his hands the blade of revenge.

Passing by Bian Yue’s 16th birthday party was just an accident.

He didn't care whose birthday party it was, nor did he care about the host's last name. He just came to take my life.

Just like all these years, I have been living on the edge of a knife.

This year, he had neat short hair, a pretty but indifferent and arrogant face, and a hostile aura. Just one look at him from a distance would make people dare not approach him at all.

He lowered his eyes, stood outside Bian Yue's birthday party, and observed the whereabouts of Shen Shan.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are as clean as air barriers, clearly showing the upper-class celebrities in the luxurious hall.

Father and Mother Bian were chatting with Shen Shan, and it was obvious that they were having a very pleasant conversation.

Shen Shan's body seemed to be very weak, but he still handled this kind of false courtesy to perfection.

He looked at Shen Shan's face from afar. The latter's eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to his own, but without the hostility, and more of the arrogance of a superior.

He was thinking about how to kill this old guy at this boring birthday party.

It is best not to let the blood splatter too far, so that there will be little noise when you die.

He had no plan to stay in Hong Kong for long. He just wanted to end Shenshan as soon as possible and give his years of suffering a reasonable outcome.

Afterwards, he will become the new underground king of Continent S. He will own the violence and darkness and enjoy the life that belongs to him. He also likes it enough to live a full life.

But the next second, Bian Yue appeared.

The little girl ran down the stairs with brisk steps and innocent look.

In his life of business calculation and not slacking off, he had never seen a woman like this. She looked so beautiful that all the beautiful words in the world could not be exaggerated when applied to her.

She blinked her beautiful eyes, as if observing something.

And he looked at her, his hands and feet were cold and numb.

He seemed to be standing on the most prosperous and beautiful street, looking at a world that did not belong to him through the thick glass.

Bian Yue also looked in his direction, and for the first time he felt so flustered that he didn't dare to look anyone in the eye.

He lowered his head and subconsciously looked away. Bian Yue said something to the person next to him, and soon, someone came out holding a thick wad of money.

He was ragged, he was wet, he looked awful.

So the Moon Princess stood in the bright light, looked at herself from afar, and handed herself a stack of money.

Is it alms?

To some extent, yes.

This is charity from the superior to the inferior.

For a moment, he wanted to take this naive little princess back to Continent S.

That place was more suitable for him. He could keep her by his side, keep her to himself, and enjoy her without restraint.

The world calls him Mors, which in English means death.

With a name like this associated with the same person, it is obvious how bad his reputation has been over the years.

But in the law of the jungle, this can even be called the highest praise.

There is no doubt that in the underground society where power, status and means are everything, she will become his private property. Just like everything in that world, as long as you are strong enough, you can have everything.

But I don't know why, I couldn't bear it.

So he just clenched the money in his hand and turned away.

Today is her birthday, right? So, Shen Shan should not die today.

He thought that the little princess looked quite timid, and if someone really died in front of her, she would definitely cry out of fear.

At least now, Shen Jinci had no intention of letting her cry in fear.

That night, in the old house of the Shen family, Shen Shan sat in the study, waiting for the guests who were about to come from afar.

They are father and son, and they understand each other better than anyone else.

Although for so many years, one is in the light and the other is in the dark, they have never intersected.

The high and mighty upper class society cannot tolerate a violent and morbid lunatic.

Shen Shan was wearing a Zhongshan suit with a luxurious white dark pattern, which made him look deep and elegant, without revealing his true qualities, making him hard to figure out.

Shen Shan raised his eyes and looked at Shen Jinci who was standing in front of him. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm back home."

"I'm here to take your life." His smile was cold, and his expression revealed a hint of murderous intent. "Since you are also my father, I will give you a chance to choose a way to die."

He was not joking. As he spoke, the cold metal object in his hand spun lightly, and the mouth of the black hole was aimed at Shen Shan's chest.

The housekeeper not far away turned pale with fear. He looked at him in horror and begged, "Master, calm down. Don't be impulsive! This is your father!"

"Father? What an unfamiliar word. I prefer to call him the instigator." The man smiled and said calmly, "Do you like this word?"

Shen Shan smiled and said, "I like it. After all, it's the first title you gave me. By the way, when you were abroad, what did those people call you? Mors?"

This name, spoken from Shen Shan's mouth, surprisingly sounded like a person with little effort and great effect.

He really didn't know what qualifications this man had to be so calm in front of him.

So he sneered and said slowly: "Since you know, you should also understand that you will not survive tonight."

Shen Shan's expression remained unchanged as he looked at him with a smile.

The butler at the side spoke again, even more panicked, "Master, please don't hurt the master."