I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The hands forcibly stopped the car, and the car body rumbled, but it remained in place.

Ling Xingwen, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, was shaken to the point of extreme discomfort.

"Old Zhao, what's going on? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Snapped--"

The front glass was suddenly broken, and a hand suddenly reached in and grabbed the driver's neck.

The hand was so powerful that it made the driver unable to move. He was dragged out of the broken window little by little without any strength.

The driver's eyes widened, his limbs were unable to struggle, and his eyeballs were almost popping out.

Just listen to a "click".

His eyes went dark, his neck broke, and he left this world unconsciously!

Ling Xingwen in the back seat saw the entire scene.

He widened his eyes in horror, kept backing away, and angrily scolded the person in front of him.

"Who are you? How dare you attack my people? Don't you want to live?"

Jizhou's face slowly appeared.

He threw the driver to the ground in a mess, and the driver's body made contact with the ground with a dull sound.

Jizhou moved from the front and gradually moved to the side.

Ling Xingwen breathed quickly and tensely, and subconsciously retreated backwards, curled up in the cramped and narrow space, with his back against another door, staring anxiously at Jizhou's movements.

The car door was pulled open by Jizhou with a bang.

He stood at the door, without saying a word, stretched out his hand and pulled Ling Xingwen inside.

Ling Xingwen screamed in horror, but a very thin hidden needle suddenly flashed in Jizhou's hand!

The tip of the needle pierced straight into Ling Xingwen's Touwei acupoint!

His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Jizhou reached in with his long arms, grabbed his feet and dragged him out.

Ling Xingwen's weathered old face was completely revealed before his eyes.

……

Gaozhou, suburbs.

Abandoned factory, empty house.

Ling Xingwen's limbs were twisted and tied to a chair, and he woke up from his coma with his last breath.

His hoarse voice kept coughing and his eyes were confused.

The wrinkles on that weathered old face were also trembling along with Ling Xingwen's movements.

The sunlight from outside the window pierced through, making Ling Xingwen's eyes feel uncomfortable.

“Cough cough cough…water…water…”

Ling Xingwen called out subconsciously.

"woke up?"

Ling Xingwen was startled when he heard the voice of a strange man, and suddenly remembered what happened before he fell into a coma.

His head was buzzing, and he opened his eyes hazily and saw the situation on his body.

Damn, was he caught?

He raised his head with difficulty, trying to see who had captured him.

But the sunlight was so bright that it hurt his eyes, so he could only squint slightly and barely see the general outline.

At this moment, in front of him were a man and a woman.

He didn't know the man, but he was very familiar with the woman's face.

It’s Ling Yiyi, whom I haven’t seen for a few years!

Ling Xingwen's eyes suddenly widened and he struggled in surprise, but the chair held him firmly in place, and he could only make unpleasant twisting noises while struggling.

"Ling Yiyi...you, are you a human or a ghost?!"

Ling Xingwen asked this question subconsciously, which made Ling Yiyi couldn't help laughing.

She sneered and moved closer: "Granduncle, you've hurt so many people that you've lost your mind now? Can't you tell the difference between people, ghosts, and gods?"

"You...you...don't come over here!" Ling Xingwen stuttered.

It's obvious that he has done a lot of bad things.

Ling Yiyi just found it ridiculous.

You weren't afraid when you were hurting people, but now that the victim is back, are you pretending?

Ling Yiyi's eyes were bloodshot. "Ling Xingwen, stop pretending. They should have told you everything about me, right?"

"I don't want to waste time talking to you. I tied you up here today just to ask you a question."

"Why did you hurt all of us?"

Even if there are more speculations, they are just speculations.

She wanted to hear Ling Xingwen tell the truth with her own ears.

At this moment, the family hatred, coupled with the previous incident between Mingchuan and Ran Qianqian, caused clusters of flames to grow fiercely in her heart.

It made her extremely uncomfortable.

I urgently need an outlet.

Looking at the gray mist in front of him, Ling Xingwen struggled like crazy and didn't want to answer Ling Yiyi's question at all.

But the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

Ling Yiyi simply stood up straight and watched him swaying indifferently.

Soon, Ling Xingwen's skin, which was already so old that it was only wrinkled, turned red from being squeezed.

He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Ling Yiyi, I am your elder, what on earth do you want to do?!"

"What do you want to do?"

Ling Yiyi exhaled softly: "Whatever you did to us back then, I want to do to you."

If Mingchuan hadn't been there, it would have taken a while to connect all the truth about the Ling family so smoothly.

Now that Mingchuan is present, she must cut the Gordian knot, fight violence with violence, and quickly get rid of the scoundrel in front of her.

Finally, as if realizing that he could not escape from Ling Yiyi, Ling Xingwen trembled with fear.

"Yiyi, don't be like this. We are a family after all. What happened back then was all a misunderstanding. Please let me go...let me go, and I will explain it to you properly, okay?"

Ling Yiyi shook her head indifferently: "No."

"If I let you go, who will let us go?"

The more Ling Yiyi spoke, the more excited she became.

The heart-wrenching feeling made her unable to control herself.

"Yiyi, don't be so extreme. Look, my great uncle is already so old... Just listen to me and let me explain. I had no choice but to do what I did back then. It really wasn't intentional."

These words seemed to have cut the last taut string in Ling Yiyi's mind.

In this way, Ling Xingwen took the initiative to admit what he did back then.

Ling Yiyi's eyes turned red and she laughed.

"Ha ha……"

The laughter echoed throughout the already empty factory, and the hearts of those who heard it couldn't help but become a little sad along with her voice.

Suddenly, a pair of scissors fell from Ling Yiyi's sleeve.

Holding a pair of sharp scissors, she approached Ling Xingwen step by step: "Stop talking nonsense and just tell me why you wanted to wipe out the Ling family!"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'm going to stick these scissors right into your eyes!"

"Ling Xingwen, you don't want to die in your later years with wounds all over your body, right?"

Ling Xingwen's heart was pounding and his pupils were constricted.

I really didn't expect that the innocent and lively Ling Yiyi back then would become so hideous and ferocious now.

His body was shaking more and more violently.

"Yiyi, you... don't get excited... I, I'll tell you everything..."

Mingchuan, who was standing behind him, couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He stepped forward and patted the trembling Ling Yiyi, whispering softly, "Give me the scissors. You can't get your hands stained with blood."

"I'll handle this kind of person for you."