bookandnovel Chapter 187 Cemetery, Uncle, Death's Killing Intent
Chapter 187 Cemetery, Uncle, Death's Killing Intent
Everyone was silent, and the resentment in Jiang Ye's tone could be heard.
Anyone who has been wronged for three years, removed from the family tree, expelled from Yanjing, and exiled in an unknown small city will have resentment.
Shangguan Muyin hesitated for a while, but still chose to walk in front of Jiang Ye, bowed and saluted, "I'm sorry Leng Huang, I blamed you!"
Seeing her best friend's statement, Leng Ling's eyes showed a bit of struggle. After all, she remembered the scene of Leng Huang saving her in Qingshi City, stepped forward, bowed her head and whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry, big brother !"
"Huh? The voice is so low, who can hear it? Louder! If the family next door hears it, they will think I'm nervous and can't hear high notes!" Jiang Ye raised his legs, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Leng Ling twisted her slender hands a few times, and shouted loudly: "I'm sorry! I blamed you, big brother!!"
"Oh? I heard it." Jiang Ye picked out his ears, signaling Leng Ling and Shangguan Muyin to back off.
"Leng Cong's matter, you can figure it out. I believe that the owner of the Shangguan family will not let any villain hurt his daughter, right?" Jiang Ye found that Shangguan Ba was still punching Leng Cong, and did not treat him To respond to his words, but the act of beating someone fiercely is already the biggest response!
"Then, next, my good uncle, do you still remember me?" Jiang Ye turned his head and looked at the shivering old uncle Gan Yong who was hiding in the corner of the mourning hall.
"No, no, don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm also a money addict for a while, Leng Huang!" Gan Yong didn't know that the general situation was over at this moment, and the intervention of Transcendent ability people could make many headless cases become traceable stand up!
Gu Yanzhi recalled the deduction of the tortoise shell, looked at Jiang Ye and asked, "Mr. Jiang, do you need me to do the deduction?"
Jiang Ye stood up, looked back at the old man's body in the crystal coffin, and shook his head, "No need, the person I, Jiang Ye wants to kill, can't be stopped even when God comes!"
"Xiao Wu, let's go!"
Grabbing Gan Yong's fat feet, Jiang Ye dragged Gan Yong, whose head kept bumping against the stone steps, away in full view of the crowd.
Leng Ling's lips twitched, but he still didn't make a sound to persuade him to stay.
"In the past three years, the Leng family has wrongly blamed him, alas!" Leng Ruoshang lamented, with a sad look on his face.
Leng Yueshan, Leng Yanshan and the others had indifferent eyes and didn't care whether Leng Huang was wrong or not. From the beginning to the end, they only cared about one thing, and that was their own interests!
The silent old man sitting alone next to the crystal coffin looked at the lonely back of his son Xiao Se leaving, his eyes were slightly moist, just like three years ago, he turned his head away, not daring to see his son leave.
But this time, he was wrong.
"Huang'er, go see your mother, she always tells me in her dreams that she misses you."
Walking to the middle hall, Jiang Ye's body suddenly stopped, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing down, as if it was the tenacious obsession of the second remnant soul that was at work.
For so many years, the real Leng Huang was actually waiting for a word of concern from his father.
Jiang Ye raised his head, tears evaporated in an instant, he didn't look back, and silently pulled his uncle's feet away.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Ye and Gao Wu boarded the super chariot, roaring towards the western suburbs of Yanjing.
Bauhinia Cemetery.
In front of the tombstone of Leng Huang's mother, Gan Lin, there was an obese figure kneeling, and a handsome young man who stood there silently.
They are Jiang Ye and Gan Yong who came here from Leng's mansion.
As for Gao Wu, she was watching from a distance not far away, as if she knew what Jiang Ye was going to do, and she didn't intend to step forward to accompany him.
Looking at the photo of Leng Huang's mother with a beautiful face on the tombstone, Jiang Ye had complicated thoughts.
"Uncle, do you see what I brought you?"
A yellow hemp rope more than three meters long was thrown at Gan Yong's feet, causing the fat on the latter's body to shake violently a few times.
"Don't be nephew Leng Huang! Just let me go!" Gan Yong grabbed Jiang Ye's thigh and begged bitterly.
Seeing Jiang Ye's stern face, he was unmoved, and Gan Yong gave himself a few large pen pockets.
"It's all uncle's fault. I shouldn't have been obsessed with money back then, and used the idea of the 50 million inheritance trust fund that Little Sister left you!"
"Nephew Leng Huang, don't you know how painful it was for me to spend the money in the past three years! Until the end, my bleeding heart was so sad that I donated all the money!"
"Really? Then your moral character is quite noble?" Jiang Ye sarcastically said, through the audio-visual memory fragments of the annual rings, he has already mastered everything. He did not expect this Gan Yong to be stubborn.
"The Ganlin Charity Foundation, which my mother created with her own hands, has already been hollowed out by you and changed its nature. Then you said donate the money, who is it donated to? Those girls in the mountainous area who can't eat enough Doll? Or some female Internet celebrity who only calls the top Dage? Little star? Wild model? Or you eat all the money in your stomach, and your mouth is full of fat!"
Jiang Ye saw that Gan Yong was sullen and silent, pointing to his mother's grave and said, "Apologize to my mother and be sincere!"
Gan Yong came to his senses and gave Little Sister Gan Lin a few head-knocks.
At the end, Gan Yong licked his face and asked: "Nephew Leng Huang, I knelt down and apologized, can I go?"
There was a weird smile on the corner of Jiang Ye's mouth, and he nodded slightly, "Let's go, it's better to go in the morning!"
Gan Yong just stood up, and when he heard Jiang Ye's words, his legs became weak, and he knelt down in front of Jiang Ye again, begging with a crying face: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! Nephew Leng Huang , you think I am your uncle, treat me Gan Yong as a stinky fart, let it go!"
"Okay! You bastard, go away before I change my mind!" Jiang Ye said suddenly, as if he really planned to let this good uncle who strangled Leng Huang to death in the abandoned factory that day with his own hands.
Seeing Jiang Ye's serious expression, Gan Yong struggled to get up, turned around and ran, but accidentally kicked a raised stone brick and fell to the ground.
When he stood up on his dog's feet, he found that silly nephew, still staring at the tombstone of that silly Little Sister in a daze.
"Hey, the whole family is soft-hearted idiots! When I, Gan Yong, leave here, the sky will be as high as the sky, and I will go for the delicious ones and the spicy ones!" Gan Yong stumbled away from the Bauhinia Cemetery and stopped a car by the side of the road. , quickly left the scope of the cemetery.
Along the way, Gan Yong rejoiced that he was able to escape from death this time, and there must be good luck in the future!
He drew out the soft sword on his belt with a gloomy expression on his face.
When he was in the cemetery, it's not that he didn't think about using this sharp sword to sneak attack and kill Leng Huang, but in the end he was still afraid of the terrifying strength Leng Huang showed at Leng's house, so he didn't have the guts to do it.
"Yanjing doesn't seem to be able to stay anymore. Fortunately, I have saved a lot of money over the years. Let's go to Xiaoyan's house first. On the way to escape, I can't live without a nourishing Life!"
"Driver, go to Apartment No. 16, Tianqiao, Third Ring Road!"
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"
Gan Yong hid the sharp sword back in his belt, looked at the rapidly retreating landscape by the side of the road, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Master driver, didn't we just pass this road sign with a speed limit of 60 kilometers? Why did we come back around? Are you detouring for me?"
"Detour? Jie Jie Jie, the road leading to Yellow Springs, what can I do if I make a detour?" The middle-aged male driver in front suddenly turned his head.
A corrupt human face covered with maggots came into Gan Yong's eyes!
"Ghost!" Gan Yong's heart of fear was revived again, his fat body crashed through the car door, jumped off, and rolled down more than a dozen laps on the hard concrete road with his head in his arms.
When he got up covered with scars, a three-meter-long yellow rope suddenly dropped from the crooked neck tree in front of him!
It happened to be put on his fat neck impartially!