One hundred and seventeen, evil
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Yang Qinghe's original embarrassment of being seen in embarrassment gradually passed, looking at the child in front of him who couldn't hide his eyebrows and eyes even if he was wearing coarse cloth clothes, he only felt that if he hadn't covered his mouth, he should have laughed three times.
He thought that there were too many people who tied him up, but it turned out to be a little hairy child.
Of course, he knows that this child is not simple, and he will not tie him up if he is simple, but no matter how simple it is, he is a child, I am afraid that he has grasped the handle that he is still alive and wants to ask his father to do something.
He has seen a lot of such a person, and he is not afraid at all---- what is it to kill or not, really want to kill him, and bring him all the way to the trouble of thousands of miles?
He calmed down, and Wei Rui began to frown----- Wei Qi is still too young......
Wei An was not annoyed, squatted aside and counted Yang Qinghe with a smile: "I heard that you have more than a dozen aunts, counting the room or something, I'm afraid there will be more, right?" But why didn't you give birth to several sons? Until now, there is only one son......"
Yang Qinghe felt strange at this time, this person knew too much about his family's affairs, and it was a little chilling.
Wei An didn't stop, and played with his nails with a smile: "I also heard that your father set up a shrine for Cao An in his hometown, didn't he?" I heard that the ancestral hall was to rob a member of the land, and the outside of the staff failed to file a complaint, and in the end you arranged for a stake? After so many years, I'm afraid that the ancestral hall is also unstable, demons and monsters, I'm afraid it won't last long without sacrifices......" She said as if she was talking about a small thing, and smiled at Yang Qinghe: "You and your son, I'm afraid it's quite suitable to be a stake......"
Wei Rui only felt that the atmosphere in the room suddenly became scary, and he really didn't know how Wei An could even know this, thinking of what she said, even his hairs stood up.
Yang Qinghe was even more so, his gaze, which had just relaxed, suddenly became sharp, and his eyes looked at Wei An like knives.
Wei An had already asked Wei Rui to pull out the rags stuffed in his mouth, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he asked him coldly: "Whether you want to live or die, you can choose for yourself." โ
Yang Qinghe snorted and struggled to sit up: "I don't know what you said. โ
"Then I'll tell you." Wei An pressed forward step by step, without giving in, with condescending confidence: "When Cheng Enbo took advantage of the Wei family banquet to sneak into the women's house, who showed him the way?" Why was Zhu Fang able to woo the Wei family? These Young Master Yang should always know, right? โ
Yang Qinghe finally understood that the little girl in front of him was not an ordinary little girl who was so easy to fool, the old things were turned out, and it was still such a secret old thing, his chest shook violently for a while, and he shook his head resolutely: "I said, what did you say, Young Master Ben couldn't understand a word......
Wei An's patience was extreme, and he picked up the iron dustpan containing grain next to him and smashed it on Yang Qinghe's head with a clatter, smashing his whole person into a daze, before he stood up coldly and stood next to him: "From now on, if you don't answer my question, I'll cut off one of your fingers, and I don't need me to remind you of the usefulness of your finger, right?" โ
With a look, Wei Rui had already moved very quickly, and took out a small dagger from the side of his shoes and put it in Yang Qinghe's hand.
Yang Qinghe wanted to think that this little girl was joking, but when he looked at Wei An's eyes, he knew that it was not, and asked her with a frown: "Who are you?" โ
Guardan ignored him and held up a finger: "I'll start asking the first question now." When Cheng Enbo stole the handkerchief of the Wei family's daughter, does it have anything to do with you? โ
Yang Qinghe glared at her, squinted his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "Such a vicious ...... at a young age"
Guardan had already looked at Wei Rui.
Wei Rui was actually a little hesitant in his heart---- this person is of great use, but looking at Wei An's posture, he wants to torture people to death, which is not very good. And Guardforce is a child after all, I'm afraid it's just a big mouth?
Guardforce had already counted: "First finger!" โ
Wei Rui couldn't fall into Wei An's prestige at this time, and with a click of the knife in his hand, he really broke Yang Qinghe's tail finger.
Yang Qinghe hissed in pain, followed by heart-rending pain, holding his little finger and curling together, roaring over and over.
Wei An saw a lot of these tortures in his previous life, and he didn't feel anything at all, but felt that Yang Qinghe was hypocritical, and looked at the pool of blood in front of Yang Qinghe calmly, and his voice was still as cold as ice in winter: "I'll ask again, if you still don't say, I'll cut off one of your fingers again." โ
Yang Qinghe didn't dare to take her words as a joke anymore, and he struggled for a while between saying and not saying, and then looked at the dagger that was still bleeding in Wei Rui's hand, and held his fingers and responded with difficulty in his throat.
"Your father's handiwork?" Wei An seemed to know everything, and he still followed the temptation of Yang Qinghe, who was two or three times more than her: "What benefits did the Zhu family give your father?" โ
Pain is easy to dull people's brains, Yang Qinghe paused for a moment before he followed up and said, "Iron ore ......"
Wei An smiled: "But your family doesn't seem to have made a fortune---- your hometown is in Anyuan, Shaoxing, I have checked, your industry has not increased, and your life has not been spent a lot of money...... What about money? โ
Yang Qinghe did not speak.
Wei An didn't scream anymore to chop off a finger of him, sat next to him and continued the previous words: "The Cultivator Temple can't use so much money, right?" The silver was probably given to Cao An? Changed your father's future? โ
Yang Qinghe was really scared at this point, it was the weather of midsummer, he was sweating, painful and dizzy, and he really fainted for a while.
Wei Rui asked his henchman to bring water and splash him awake, Wei An asked him coldly, "Are you awake?" Sober up, let's move on. โ
Yang Qinghe didn't answer a word.
Wei An said softly: "You tell me everything about the past." Tell me everything you know. โ
Then he looked at the finger he had dropped on the ground.
Yang Qinghe's hands trembled, his face was cold for a long time, and he finally compromised and opened his mouth.
He spoke in a haphazard manner, a little incoherent, but Guard didn't say a word, sat silently and listened, occasionally glancing at him meaningfully.
Yang Qinghe immediately turned around every time he wanted to say a lie, this little girl was very evil, as if she knew everything, he wasn't sure how much she knew, for fear that when the time came, she would provoke her to say something and break a finger.
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