The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Outside the abandoned villa, a row of black-clad bodyguards stood in a line. From time to time, screams of fear and pain could be heard from the basement, one after another.

The bodyguards were calm and indifferent.

In the basement, Leopard was curled up in a corner, howling in pain. His hand was like a blood bag, bleeding continuously.

Apart from this, there is not a single piece of healthy skin anywhere else on the body.

The latticed kidnapper lying next to him wasn't much better.

At the same time, Mr. Li Erye had been dragged from the ground to the sofa.

A man was lying on the broken and dirty fabric sofa, and his dragon-headed cane was lying quietly beside the sofa.

Once you get a little closer to him, you can smell a fishy odor.

Master Li closed his eyes, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Footsteps sounded, coming from far away and gradually approaching from the first floor, and finally stopped at the door of the basement. The people inside cast their eyes, and a strong sense of fear rose in their pupils.

Pei Zigui was wearing black gloves and had changed his clothes. No one knew what he wanted to do, but everyone knew why he was here.

Master Li opened his eyes, and a weak and hoarse voice moved in his throat and broke out: "Your wife was an accident."

Pei Zigui waved his hand, and soon all the bodyguards in the basement left.

A sneer was heard in the quiet air, lowering the already chilly temperature by several degrees.

"Accident? I don't know what Mr. Li means by accident. I only know that my wife had six stitches on her hand."

While the little girl was getting stitches, he watched the doctor sew the stitches in her flesh one stitch at a time.

God knows how heartbroken he was at that time, and all these emotions turned into a sharp blade, stabbing those who hurt her.

The overwhelming anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty was rekindled.

Pei Zigui raised his foot and mercilessly kicked the person on the sofa. He used all his strength in this kick, and Uncle Li had already suffered a round of torture, so he could not resist it. He groaned and spit out blood.

"Master Li, after all the hard work, do you want to know how your dock is doing?"

Uncle Li's cloudy eyes suddenly opened, and he said tremblingly: "Wharf, wharf..."

The hand wearing the black glove clenched into a fist, and then suddenly opened. Pei Zigui suddenly smiled, but that smile made anyone who saw it feel scared.

"Bang! Nice, right? There's a fireworks display in Hong Kong tonight. It's a pity that Mr. Li can't be there to enjoy it in person."

After he finished speaking, before Mr. Li could react, a dagger slowly appeared from under his black gloves and stabbed straight into his palm.

"I will make you pay her back a hundredfold for all the suffering she has endured."

Before Mr. Li could react, the dagger was quickly pulled out, splashing blood.

The tremendous physical pain instantly engulfed the person on the sofa. He was in a state of confusion the whole time and could only utter various onomatopeia of pain.

With a bang, he fell from the sofa onto the hard concrete floor.

The two kidnappers standing by were so frightened that they held their breath and broke out in cold sweats.

Especially the leopard brother, when he thought that Jiang Ruoli's hand seemed to be injured by him, he wished he had been beaten to death on the spot.

"Boss Pei, I was wrong. I was really wrong. It was him. He instructed me to do this! I had no choice."

Leopard's bloody hands had obvious bullet holes. He pointed at the unconscious lattice kidnapper without hesitation and quickly passed the buck.

Pei Zigui didn't even squat down. He glanced at the person kneeling on the ground with a sinister look, like the King of Hell coming from hell to claim his life.

"Put your hands out and put them away."

Just as Leopard obediently spread his palms on the ground, overwhelming pain penetrated through the bullet holes and reached every blood vessel and muscle in his body.

A terrible howl came from the basement, a sound that was a mixture of despair and great pain, which was creepy.

Pei Zigui seemed to be deaf to the noise and even put more force into his feet. At the same time, the kidnapper Ge Zi was awakened by Assistant Mott who splashed him with ice water.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a cold light flashed, and a dagger fell from his palm, nailing him to the wall, making him unable to move.

He fainted again.

"Splash it. Splash it every time you faint."

"Yes!"

Pei Zigui took off his black gloves slowly and methodically. His quick and decisive movements even made his gloves as clean as new, but his body was inevitably stained with some blood.

He threw away his coat, walked out, and said to the row of bodyguards:

"Tell Li Yanzhou that I don't want to see these people again."

Assistant Mote followed closely behind, and threw the basin in his hand to the bodyguard outside the door, "Remember to pour it on him if he faints."

He didn't want to stay in this wilderness splashing water and freeze to death. If he loved splashing water so much, he would rather go to Xishuangbanna to celebrate the Water Splashing Festival.

Pei Zigui's car had just left when Li Yanzhou arrived.

Three bodyguards were standing in front of three corpse-like people, pouring water, scooping water, and repeating mechanical movements.

It’s not their fault. Before Mott left, he didn’t say who he was going to splash the water on, so we had to treat them all the same.

"Second uncle is really in a good mood at his age."

Li Yanzhou waved his hand coldly, and the three bodyguards left with the small basins. Before leaving, they emptied the cold water in the basins.

After a whole night of torture, Master Li was only hanging on to his last breath. He forced his eyes open and looked at the tall figure in front of him.

Since when did that taciturn little boy grow up into a strong man? Not only did he take away the position of the head of the Li family, but he also gave him a hard time in the mall from time to time.

"Little bastard, I'm your second uncle!"

Li Yanzhou's gaze was fixed on the dragon-headed cane lying quietly on the ground next to the sofa.

Uncle Li was in a car accident when he was young and accidentally injured his leg. This dragon-headed cane was given to him by the old man when he was alive. It has been with Li Er for decades.

Li Yanzhou was very familiar with this dragon-headed cane. Since he was a child, his uncle Li had used it to "educate" him countless times.

At that time, no one in the Li family opposed this.

When changing Shen Zhiyan's clothes, he saw several familiar scars on her body. He was very familiar with the direction of those lines.

Li Yanzhou picked up the cane, and in his hoarse voice there was a bit of sick madness, sinister and cruel: "Did Second Uncle hit her with this cane?"

The man's face was illuminated by the dim light in the basement. His eyes were bloodshot, revealing paranoia, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, emitting a creepy coldness.

The muscles on Uncle Li's face trembled slightly. He had an ominous premonition and opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Li Yanzhou suddenly approached with his cane, step by step, and stopped in front of the sofa. His eyes were cold, as if he wanted to pierce the person on the ground.

He used the bottom of his cane to point at a water stain on the fabric sofa, frowned slightly, and spread a layer of sarcasm: "Second Uncle, are you so old that you can't even control your shit and urine? Then how can you manage such a big dock?"

The nonchalant tone was like an invisible slap in Uncle Li's face.

"What...what did you do to my dock?"

"Your dock?"

Li Yanzhou seemed to have suddenly realized something. He tapped the ground with his cane and touched Uncle Li's feet. "Sorry, Uncle Li, I forgot that the wharf had been allocated to you. I thought it was someone who was blind and got upset and ordered someone to blow it up."

Uncle Li thought of what Pei Zigui had said before about setting off fireworks, and suddenly realized what was going on. He was so angry that he started coughing violently and spat out a pool of blood.

Li Yanzhou turned a blind eye and tapped Uncle Li's injured adult leg with his cane as a warning.

"I ask again, did you hit her with this cane?"

Unable to wait for an answer, the man suddenly smiled and said to himself, "It doesn't matter anymore."

The cane was held high.