Chapter 113

Huang Long stood up with the help of people under his hands, but his legs were weak, his body trembled, his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't stand at all.

Ye Fan moves forward. Huang Long shudders and wants to step back. As a result, he is unstable under his feet and suddenly falls to the ground.

At this time, Ye Fan found that Wang Ying's lawyer nephew Wang Chao was also there.

"Are you here to go through the divorce formalities for me?" Ye Fan asks Wang Chao directly.

Wang Chao shook his head in panic: "no, no, no, no, i... I..."

"Do me a favor and drag these people out of the ground."

"Well, well, I, I drag, I, I'll drag people out now." As soon as Wang Chao's face turned white and his voice fell, he began to drag out the bodies on the ground.

At this time, Huang Long was supported by people under his hands and stood up again.

At a glance, Huang Long froze and felt numb all over his body.

"The eldest son of the Huang family?" Ye Fan moves forward.

"The eldest son of the Huang family?"

"Money?"

"Powerful?"

"Great?"

Sentence by sentence, every time Ye Fan said a word, Huang Long's body trembled like a conditioned reflex.

"Don't... don't, don't kill me, I, I..."

"I didn't want to kill you." Ye Fan stood in front of Huang Long with an unusually calm voice: "but I'm really curious. Why should you intervene in the affairs of my family and my wife?"

"Freedom of marriage and love, freedom of husband and wife, and things that the state can't manage? Who do you care?"

Huang Long's face was white and bloodless. His legs trembled and softened. He was basically paralyzed. He could barely stand firm with the help of people under his hands.

"Please tell me what will come to me in the future, and then make an idea for my wife to prepare the coffin in advance, because people don't know anything after death. Coffins brought casually by others are always better than those carefully selected by themselves, don't you think so?"

As soon as Ye Fan's voice fell, the air fell into a deep silence.

Huanglong didn't dare to say anything.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a steel needle as thin as ox hair appeared on Ye Fan's hand.

"Don't, don't..." Huang Long screamed, plopped and knelt down directly.

Ye Fan frowned, "I just want to ask, is what I just said right or wrong?"

"Right, right, you, everything you say is right, right, it's my fault, i... I..."

"Get out."

In an instant, Huang Long, like being granted an amnesty, scrambled and ran away.

At the same time, Wang Chao also slipped away. As soon as he moved out the first body, he slipped away directly.

But it's not a body.

When Huang Shihao, Wang Ying and Huang Xinying were stunned, Ye Fan came to a corpse, reached out and pinched the corpse's neck, made a sudden effort, pinched the steel needle and pulled it out.

Immediately, Ye Fan pulled out the steel needles in everyone else's neck one by one.

Soon, these people under Huang Long's hands came alive one by one.

The steel needle just seals an important hole in the neck, and then suffocates, making people lose consciousness and enter the state of suspended death.

As long as the steel needle is pulled out in time, it will be all right, and there are no sequelae. This is the unique skill of Nightingale. Ye Fan also spent a lot of effort to learn it.

"What are you doing? Get out."

Ye Fan said faintly, and everyone immediately recovered and hurried away.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were only four people left in the living room, Huang Shihao, Wang Ying, Huang Xinying and ye fan.

Ye Fan closed the door, sat back in front of the table, picked up the 10000 yuan Huang Long had left here, and whispered, "gentlemen love money and take it in a right way. In ancient times, people were forced to make a living by selling women for money."

"But now, you repeatedly want to sell your daughter. Why and why?"

Gradually, Ye Fan looked up at Wang Ying, "you gave birth to her and raised her? So you take it for granted that you have the right to decide everything about her?"

"You gave birth to her and raised her just to get rich?"

"Then you might as well go to the countryside to raise pigs. You don't have to go through the pain of pregnancy in October, and you don't have to suffer the pain of childbirth. It's much simpler, faster and more convenient to raise. After growing up, you have to kill, cut and sell. It's all up to you. No one will stop you."

"But having a daughter is not for trading with others."

"Otherwise, you might as well not give birth, give birth and sell. It's a little ugly. You don't have the qualification to be a mother."

"Ye Fan!" Huang Xinying frowned and whispered. She came forward and pulled Ye Fan. She murmured, "what are you doing? Don't talk."

Ye Fan stood up and pulled Huang Xinying's small hand, "OK, stop talking, let's go."

"Go, where?"

"This place doesn't live anymore. Go to Xiaoshuang."

"Yes, but..."

"No, but." Ye Fan turns his head and looks into Huang Xinying's eyes. "Xinying, it doesn't mean that parents must be right, and no children must be wrong in the world. If you blindly obey and be foolish and filial, your parents will fall deeper and deeper on the wrong road."

Huang Xinying was silent.

"Ye, Ye Fan, you..." Wang Ying couldn't help but speak.

"What about me? From the beginning to the end, you only have a son like Huang Yong. Why do you think that Xinying should be half divided? Raising children to prevent old age. As a person who will marry sooner or later, the water poured out by her daughter is just a tool to help you earn bride price money. Even her monthly salary has to be handed over to you to subsidize Huang Yong. Even Huang Yong's all faults can be blamed on others, but You have to sell Xinying when you have a chance. "

Huang Xinying frowned and pulled Ye Fan again, "well, don't say any more."

"I don't want to say something, but..."

"Go, go, go, let's go to Xiaoshuang and go."

Huang Xinying pulled Ye Fan up and left. When she got to the door, she directly pushed Ye Fan out, and then turned back to greet Huang Shihao: "Dad, let's stay outside for a few days."

"Hey, OK, you go. It's okay at home. Go." Huang Shihao responded repeatedly.

Huang Xinying turned her eyes and looked at Wang Ying, "Mom..."

"Roll, roll, follow your Ye Fan, roll, don't come back, roll -" Wang Ying roared.

Huang Xinying's eyes darkened, and Huang Shihao stepped forward quickly, "go, go, you, it's okay, you go with Ye Fan, it's okay at home, your mother, she's just..."

"Huang Shihao, what are you doing? What's so much nonsense?" Wang Ying rushed to open Huang Shihao, pushed Huang Xinying out of the door, and slammed the door shut.

"What do you want to do? I didn't hear that. It's someone else's wife, not your daughter. Get out of the kitchen and wash the dishes!"

Outside the door, Huang Xinying frowned and stared, biting her lips tightly.

Bang——

Inside the door came the sound of overturning the table.

"Get out, get out! Heartless people want to fly when they grow up. I see where you can fly. Sooner or later, you'll live on the street. I knew that you shouldn't have been born, you shouldn't have been born, you shouldn't have been raised, what thing, bah!"

There was a constant roar inside the door.

Wang Ying's voice is so loud that the neighbors upstairs and downstairs can basically hear it.

At the door, Huang Xinying's heart was sour, her eyes were hot, and her tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Next, the body dragged out by Wang Chao was still lying on the ground. Ye Fan pulled out the steel needle in his neck, sighed, put away the steel needle, walked forward and hugged Huang Xinying in his arms.

"Good, it's okay..."

Wow, when Huang Xinying heard Ye Fan's coaxing, she immediately cried even more