C301 A Strong Counterattack

"The child's father. You died so miserably! " Zhao Xiaojun's wife fell to the ground and cried.

"How are you going to let go of the three of us just like that? How are we going to live?!" Zhao Xiaojun's wife pulled the two children beside her as she spoke.

The two children were a boy and a girl. The girl was about ten years old, but the boy on the left was about five or six years younger