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

Ling Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.

She closed her eyes and straightened up.

Indeed, it would be better to let Mingchuan do this kind of thing.

He has many more ways to torture people than she does.

Mingchuan should be the one to take action against Ling Xingwen, an unforgivable criminal who killed his entire family for his own selfish desires.

She took a deep breath, handed the scissors in her hand to Mingchuan, slowly stepped back, and looked at Ling Xingwen indifferently.

And at this moment, Ling Xingwen suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an even darker abyss.

He remembered the person he met in the car before...

Although the two looked different, the aura surrounding Mingchuan was even more terrifying than that of the man who had captured him before.

It is not difficult to imagine that if he really fell into Mingchuan's hands, it would be more miserable than going to the eighteen levels of hell!

Ling Xingwen howled angrily at Ling Yiyi, "Ling Yiyi, are you really so cold-blooded and heartless that you would watch your great-uncle fall into the hands of others?"

"I am your only relative now!"

"How could you do this to me!"

"I already said that what happened back then was just a misunderstanding...Ah!!!"

Before Ling Xingwen could finish his excuse, the scissors in Mingchuan's hand quickly stabbed into his eyes!

There was a scream, and the eyeball exploded, with some blood spraying onto Mingchuan's face!

"Pfft-"

The scissors were pulled out of his eyes again.

"Ah!!! My eyes, my eyes!!! You, damn it, you actually dared to do that to me, I will kill you, I will kill you, ahhhh!!!"

The painful howls continued to echo.

When Mingchuan took action, Ling Yiyi overcame her fear, gritted her teeth, did not dodge, and looked straight at Mingchuan as he punished Ling Xingwen.

The moment the blood spurted out, her heart trembled.

It's not hard to tell that she is afraid.

But she hated it even more.

Mingchuan said in a cold voice, "Ling Xingwen, if you don't tell the truth, your next eye will be gone too."

"No, don't! I'll tell you, I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"I only ask you to leave me an intact body, please..."

Ling Xingwen was shaking constantly, a typical example of someone who won't cry until he sees the coffin.

Mingchuan withdrew his hand and looked at him coldly.

Ling Xingwen took a few deep breaths and forcibly controlled the violent trembling of his body.

"I...back then, I was looking for something..."

Mingchuan and Ling Yiyi's hearts both tightened at the same time.

Did they guess it right?

Ling Xingwen's lips turned pale and trembled unconsciously: "Back then, your grandfather hid a treasure. It was something that could change the fate of our Ling family."

"If we can use it well, our Ling family will rise to the top and become the most powerful, trampling everyone under our feet!"

"From now on, no one dares to shake our position."

"By then, we won't have to worry about any company. Someone will naturally send us money."

"But your stubborn grandfather refused to accept it and insisted that it was reserved for your future husband."

"He's so stupid. He has no idea how to make good use of his own advantages. No matter how many times I try to persuade him, it's all in vain..."

"So you just killed him? Killed our whole family?!" Ling Yiyi couldn't help but question aloud.

When Ling Xingwen heard this, he was stunned at first, as if an old rusty machine had stuck.

Immediately, he laughed sinisterly.

"What else? He doesn't want to be the strongest man in the world, I think. He's hindering our progress too much, so I have no choice but to do this."

"Yiyi, you have to know that people always strive to climb higher..."

Ling Yiyi closed her eyes and quickly interrupted him: "Cut off his tongue. I don't want to listen anymore."

Mingchuan raised his sword and swung it down.

The screams like a pig being slaughtered rang out again.

Ling Xingwen's eyes were full of accusations, but he could no longer move freely and could only allow himself to be slaughtered.

But Ling Yiyi didn't want to let him go.

Ling Yiyi turned and left the room. After a while, an oil barrel was dragged in.

She tipped over the oil barrel and poured countless drops of oil on Ling Xingwen.

His eyes became increasingly cold.

When the oil drum was completely empty, she took out her lighter under Ling Xingwen's horrified gaze and said, "Ling Xingwen, you asked for this."

"You should feel the same way my grandfather died back then."

But she only dared to say it.

Tears streamed down my face, but I still couldn't bring myself to do it.

Mingchuan, who was standing next to her, took the lighter from her hand and carried her to the window.

Then, he accurately threw the lighter towards Ling Xingwen.

"Boom!"

The moment the sound rang out, a sea of ​​fire instantly engulfed the terrified Ling Xingwen.

Mingchuan held Ling Yiyi in his arms and quickly left through the window, landing outside the factory.

The flames burned fiercely, and bursts of burning stench continued to emanate.

Ling Yiyi finally couldn't help crying out loud.

She leaned weakly on Mingchuan's chest, tears streaming down her face: "Grandpa... I've avenged you..."

In addition to grandpa, there are many uncles, aunts and uncles.

The black smoke from the flames rose higher and higher. Ling Yiyi seemed to see countless heroic spirits in the sky smiling gently at her in a trance.

Mingchuan patted her head and let her lean on his arms.

"Don't cry, I'm here, you will never be wronged again."

His soft and gentle words of comfort only made Ling Yiyi cry even more uncontrollably...

……

After finishing everything, Ling Yiyi returned to the car and fell into a deep sleep.

Jizhou was the one who took care of the aftermath.

Mingchuan was driving and kept glancing sideways at Ling Yiyi beside him.

He couldn't bear to see that weak and pale little face.

Very pitiful.

Well, let her have a good sleep.

……

At this time, on Axiong's side.

Originally, the things left by Zhang Xufeng had been almost cleaned up. A group of people were busy in the villa, creating a lot of garbage, which made Ah Xiong frown in disgust.

After dealing with these dirty things, he carefully followed Mingchuan's instructions and arranged graves for the several members of the Ling family who died in the fire.

They are all the best cemetery areas in Gaozhou.

Just occupying one position can cost tens of millions.

However, of course the money was paid by Mingchuan.

This guy Axiong also made a lot of hard work fees from it.

Seeing that each tombstone was gradually completed, Ah Xiong checked the formation with satisfaction and then called Mingchuan.

"Hey brother, everything is done. When can you bring my sister-in-law over to pay respects?"

Mingchuan, who received the call, had just sent Ling Yiyi back to the hotel to rest.

He tiptoed out of the room and walked to the balcony to respond.

"So fast? You're pretty fast."

"That's right. Once this money is poured in, those who want to make money will definitely have to act quickly."

Hearing this, Mingchuan turned around and glanced at Ling Yiyi who was sleeping in the glass. "Let's wait a while. She's been quite upset today. I think she needs to rest for a while."