My Lord, My Billionaire Master novel Chapter 847

- Lang couldn't continue anymore

The culprit was indeed from the Wave Island, but the mastermind was the Lanchester family.

"NO! This was impossible! That's impossible!" Lang roared. Suddenly, his eyes widened as a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth onto the paper in his hand.

It was printed with a picture of his wife after she had been insulted, and now it was so stained with blood that nothing could be seen.

How could it be Lanchester?

Although he knew he had to get some information on his escape, Lanchester had not blamed him for his departure and had helped him change his name. As a result, he did not want to hand over the information just now. He did not want to judge a Lanchester family who treated him like this.

And now he was telling him that Lanchester was the one who had killed his wife. Impossible, impossible.

"It's all of you lying! You're lying! Mr.

Lanchester knows that my wife doesn't have control over anything;he knows that! He won't kill my wife, and he'll do it this way!"

Lang shouted in excitement, his lips stained red with blood.

"Stupid!"

William was too lazy to bother with this kind of person.

Alice stood there, looking at Lang's veins bulging, and said indifferently, "Mr. Lang, after so many years, I believe that you used all your strength to find the culprit, but you couldn't even find the slightest clue . You should have also suspected it before."

At this moment, she finally managed to string up the entire story.

Lang had decided to blow up the Island from the beginning, so he endured William by all means and did not inform Lanchester. This was because once this place became chaotic, and the matter of him burying the bomb would also be exposed.

Hearing this, Lang knelt there, his entire body stiff. He seemed to have lost his soul, unable to say a single word.

Alice sighed, "The reason why you don't want to believe me is because you know that other than dealing with those murderers, you cannot deal with the mastermind."

How could the Lanchester family be moved by him alone? Therefore, he forced himself not to think like this, but now, William threw all the evidence in front of him.

He could no longer avoid it.

Lang's shoulders collapsed completely, and his eyes were as dark as death. "No, if it was Lanchester, he could also have moved the culprits away, or killed them. How could he let me leave them on Wave Island?"

Daniel stood at the side and said, "Probably because you're on guard against them. With the information in your hands, even if you don't remove these few people, they can still be your informants, obstruct you, and even secretly search for information."

Why wouldn't he do it when he had gained a bit in one go?

If a few people were suddenly moved or killed, Lang would guess that Lanchester had done it. It was a beautiful setup.

"All these years he's been blocking my way, which means he's been monitoring me. Why didn't he come and kill me?" Lang looked at William.

Everyone knew that Lanchester family viewed William as a thorn in his side.

"I really can't communicate with a foolish person like you!"

William looked at him disdainfully as he walked out from behind the desk and squatted beside Lang. He stretched out his hands to grab Lang's hair and pulled his head up, "Do you still understand? Because Lanchester has been keeping an eye on you, he knew about your plan to blow up the Island.

Lang knelt there, his face ashen.

Daniel stood at the side, his head lowered, and said. "No wonder so many people from our Cullen family have been stationed at the Wave Island for so many days, yet there isn't any movement from Lanchester. On the surface, it looks like that we haven't received any news yet, but in reality, they are waiting for us to die."

This move was indeed vicious.

Extremely ruthless, it would be the best if they could eliminate both William and Lang at the same time.

However, the Lanchester family was probably going to jump again; this plan to borrow another's help to kill was seen through by the Young Master.

"Swish."

As Lang sat on his knees, another mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed from his mouth. William pushed him away in disgust, causing Lang to lose all support. He fell to the ground, staring at the papers on the ground in a daze.

After a long while, his hands moved and began to frantically pull the papers into his embrace. His hands were covered in blood. "Polly, Polly, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

He apologized repeatedly.

Alice stood there in discomfort. It was only at this moment that Lang finally realized that everything was his fault.

He should be the one waking up now, right?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Polly, I'm really sorry."

Lang murmured as he held all the papers in his arms, as if he were holding a person. His body was full of wounds, his hands were covered in blood, and his eyes were as empty as if he was lying on the edge of a bridge.

The main culprit was Lanchester family, but he couldn't do anything. He knew where the real culprit was, but he couldn't do anything.

There was nothing he could do.

He had plotted for so many years, but he couldn't take revenge. He couldn't take it back; he couldn't take it back ...

He was useless;he was too useless;he was useless. Sorry, Polly, sorry, sorry, he should have listened to her.

Seeing him like that, Alice looked up at Daniel. Daniel walked over and squatted down, then placed his hand on Lang's wrist to check his pulse.