Chapter 972: Don't Blame Me for Touching His Ancestors Eighteen Generations (3)

"Say it again!"

Zhan Muqing grabbed him by the collar and roared coldly, "Say, who is the person behind you?" ”

The doctor raised his eyes and saw that Chevle was playing with his wife's bracelet, looking silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhan Muqing said coldly: "Take it down and ask!" ”

But at the moment when the bodyguard approached, the doctor suddenly grabbed the gun from the bodyguard's waist, dragged his body back a few steps, leaned against his temple, and said in a cold voice: "I said that the eldest young master instructed me to kill the person, why didn't anyone believe it?" ”

Zhan Muqing's eyes were cold, and he roared: "Keep his life for me!" ”

When he dies, this basin of muddy water on the eldest brother's body can't be washed away at all!

"I'll say it again, it's the eldest young master who killed it, it's the eldest young master!"

"Bang-"

Shots rang out, the doctor committed suicide, a headshot and bright red blood spread under him......

Si Nian froze in place, staring at her with a pale face, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

He even used suicide to tell everyone that Zhan Lao was killed by his eldest brother, and this way is nothing more than the most convincing......

Zhan Muting stared at everything in front of him, unable to speak anymore, his face was as pale as paper......

The doctors rushed in, examined the doctors on the ground, and shook their heads.

Death on the spot!

"In the end, he said that the person was killed by the eldest young master, what else do you have to say, eldest young master?"

"Now the only witness is dead, he was forced to die by the eldest young master, that is, the eldest young master killed the old ...... Zhan"

"The eldest young master killed his father for a woman and arrested him!!"

The people around him had already begun to be agitated, and a large number of bodyguards at the door rushed in and surrounded Zhan Muting.

"Who the dares to move!"

As soon as Zhan Muqing's words fell, Zhan Ye also rushed in with people, and a confrontation formed between the two sides.

Zhan Muting closed his eyes, moved the corners of his mouth helplessly, and shook his head: "I have nothing to say!" ”

He said it no less than ten times, and no one believed that he did not kill his father.

So even if he said it a hundred times, no one would believe it, so why waste his energy.

"My husband didn't kill anyone, he didn't kill anyone!"

Zhan Mushui blocked in front of Zhan Muting, and the scene just now frightened her pale, but she still held on.

She stood in front of her......

The corners of Zhan Muting's mouth hooked a faint arc, the third child couldn't solve the current situation, let alone her.

"And you, you're the culprit. If it weren't for you, the eldest young master wouldn't kill his father, you would be a disaster! ”

"The most damned thing is Zhan Mushui, you should kill her now......"

"Kill that woman!"

Hearing the surrounding voices, Zhan Muting pulled Zhan Mushui into his arms, and his eyes became extremely scarlet.

When the elders of the Zhan family were about to clean up the War Pasture Court just now, he didn't react.

But now that they want to fight Mushui, the War Mushui Court will collapse.

"I'm still the eldest young master of the Zhan family, try it if you move my people!"

Try it out, it's creepy to hear.

Once upon a time, Zhan Muting would show such a fierce expression, no less than Zhan Muqing, the living king of the Zhan family.

"Even the eldest young master will be arrested together!"

"Battlefield, hands-on ......"

Zhan Muqing said in a cold voice, "Who dares to touch a single hair of my eldest brother and sister-in-law today, don't blame me for moving his ancestors for eighteen generations!" ”

"Zhan Muqing, you-"

"Bang-"

There were also people pointing at Zhan Muqing, Zhan Muqing took out his gun and flipped the switch without hesitation, a violent gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced his ear.