Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 62: Suppression by the Statue

Ye Changqing frowned, and his tone sounded as if he had done this kind of thing many times.

I'm already familiar with it.

Ye Changqing had murderous thoughts in his heart: "Just the two of them?"

Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, then showed disdain: "You are still not convinced?

They are both champions in the octagon, and you are no match for either of them.

Since you are so stubborn.

Okay, then I'll add some more programs for you.

I'll beat you to pieces first.

Then they put some salt in the water and threw you in.”

Ye Changqing's eyelids twitched when he heard this. The person in front of him was like a devil, blurting out such cruel things.

No scruples.

"You are so cruel. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Yang Ning looked at Ye Changqing without a trace of warmth in his eyes: "Consequences?

The consequence is that you will be in excruciating pain and end up kneeling down begging for mercy.

Voluntarily hand over the medical book."

After saying that, he waved his hand at the two strong men and said, "Hurry up and do it."

Two strong men, one on each side, walked directly towards Ye Changqing. The big man on the left reached out and grabbed Ye Changqing's clothes.

You have to use wrestling techniques and then subdue him on the ground.

bang~

Ye Changqing's fist was as fast as lightning. He struck once and then quickly retracted it.

It was so fast that you couldn't see the fist, only a shadow. The strong man suddenly let go of Ye Changqing's clothes, then covered his neck, making a hoarse sound, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Then the strong man suddenly fell to the ground, covered his neck and rolled on the ground.

This scene~

Yang Ning's eyes widened. "How...how...how could you possibly...beat the champion in the octagon?"

Another strong man next to him saw this scene and looked at Ye Changqing with fear in his eyes.

He circled around Ye Changqing for a few steps, then suddenly took a step forward and punched Ye Changqing in the temple with his right fist.

Ye Changqing kicked the opponent's knee with his right foot.

Click~

The sound of a knee breaking was heard.

The strong man's front knee bent backward at a strange angle. His body was unstable, his right fist missed, and he fell to the ground, screaming miserably: "Ah~ Ah~ My leg~"

Ye Changqing walked over and kicked him on the head.

The strong man's screams stopped abruptly and there was no movement.

Yang Ning was so frightened when he saw this: "You...you...you..."

I said the word "you" three times in a row and couldn't say anything else.

Wang Yong, who was standing next to him, felt his legs go weak as he watched.

The look he gave Ye Changqing was full of fear and shock.

Ye Changqing stretched out his hand: "Give me the tiger's bite!"

Yang Ning hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll give you the tiger bit, I'll go back to the room and get it for you."

As he spoke, he turned and walked into the house.

The moment he turned around, the corners of his mouth turned up and his hand slowly reached towards his waist.

He slowly pulled out a pistol and gently opened the safety. Ye Changqing saw Yang Ning's right shoulder move, and he clenched his fist suddenly.

Yang Ning heard footsteps behind him and said, "The tiger's horn is of great importance. Not to mention its symbolic significance, its price alone is no less than 1 billion.

If you get the tiger's bit, you might not survive a day."

Ye Changqing said coldly: "Don't worry about it."

Yang Ning sneered. As a dying man, he didn't want to say anything more.

He took two steps forward, turned suddenly, and pointed the gun behind him.

bang~

A huge fist hit Yang Ning on the head.

Yang Ning's eyes went dark, he fell to the ground, and the gun in his hand fell to the side.

Ye Changqing reached out and picked up the gun, then fired two shots at Yang Ning's legs.

Bang bang~

Yang Ning woke up in pain, clutching the gunshot wound on his leg, his face twisted in pain. "Don't shoot, I'll give you the tiger bite, I'll give you the tiger bite right now."

Ye Changqing said coldly: "Where is the tiger's mouth? I will take it myself."

Yang Ning raised his hand and pointed to an altar: "It's... right under that statue."

There is a table at the base of the wall, and on the table there is a strange statue of a god.

The statue has a big belly, short arms and legs, and looks like a child. The corners of the statue's mouth are exaggeratedly raised.

It was the first time Ye Changqing saw this kind of statue and he felt it was indescribably strange.

When he lifted the statue, he saw a piece of paper and a copper ring underneath. The copper ring was the tiger's bit. Ye Changqing picked it up, checked it, and put it in his pocket.

Seeing a piece of paper underneath, he reached out and picked it up.

Seeing this, Yang Ning hurriedly shouted, "Here's the tiger's mouth for you. Put down that piece of paper. It's useless. It's just some names."

Ye Changqing glanced at Yang Ning and slowly unfolded the paper. There was a line of words written on it, which seemed to be in Japanese.

There are people's names below.

He took a quick glance and was about to put his hand down when suddenly his hand froze in mid-air.

His eyes fixed on the name on the paper, surprise showing on his face.

It seems like a familiar name.

Ye Changqing took the paper and looked at it carefully. There was indeed a familiar name on it.

Zhang Dong.

There were some other names, about a dozen or so. Ye Changqing suddenly felt something was wrong, raised his gun, and aimed at Yang Ning: "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

Yang Ning was apprehensive: "I don't have much to say, just some names..."

Bang bang~

Two gunshots rang out, and two bloody holes appeared on Yang Ning's left arm.

Ye Changqing said coldly: "This is the last time. If you don't say it, you will never have the chance to speak in this life."

Yang Ning's body trembled with pain. Seeing Ye Changqing shoot without hesitation, he dared not disbelieve it: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you right now.

Everyone on the list is dead, but these deaths were not natural.

So we use the statue of the God of Fortune to suppress it."

Ye Changqing was shocked when he heard this: "Did you kill all these people?"

Yang Ning was in agony, his mind in a state of confusion. Hearing these words, he suddenly came to his senses. "No, I didn't kill him. I really didn't."

Ye Changqing snorted coldly: "If you didn't kill him, why did you suppress him with the statue?

Say it!

If you don’t tell me, I’ll shoot you.”

Yang Ning screamed in pain: "Shoot if you want to shoot..."

Having said that, he suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into his heart.

Blood gurgled out.

In a moment, blood stained the clothes red.

Ye Changqing was a little surprised and immediately realized that this list was unusual.

Yang Ning was dying: "I tell you, no matter who you are, no matter how powerful the power behind you is.

You are dead.

Dare to interfere in the affairs of the Red Wolf Society, and your life is over. Your death will be ten or a hundred times more miserable than mine."

After barely finishing the last few words, he opened his mouth wide and breathed hard until he slowly died.

Ye Changqing's eyes showed solemnity, and he would rather die than say it out loud. It seemed that the matter was extraordinary.

Before he died, he seemed to have mentioned the Red Wolf Society.

I don’t know what kind of organization it is.

Ye Changqing walked out of the room and saw Wang Yong walking towards the elevator. He shouted, "Wang Yong, stop!"

Wang Yong shuddered with fear, slowly turned around, and looked at Ye Changqing in panic: "I... I have already taken you to see the person.

You can’t kill me!”

Ye Changqing took the list and went over: "What's going on with this list?"