章節 1818: Chapter 1820 Trash Gun Yes, silver pistol

He Qing’s old father had passed away. Before he passed away, he gave the heirloom to he qing so that he Qing could pass it on.

For heirlooms, some people would think about how to sell it after they got it, while others would pass it on even if they starved to death.

Of course, there were very few people who could do the latter, and he Qing was one of them.

He Qing’s old father had long seen through the character of his other son, he liang. That was why he Qing’s old father had handed over the family heirloom to he qing.

At this moment, after hearing he Liang’s words, he Qing suddenly thought of something. His fingers trembled as he pointed at the group of fierce-looking people and said loudly, “Liang, could it be that these people... were all called over by you?”

His own brother had betrayed him!

He Qing did not know how to describe this feeling.