Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 634 He is the God of Death

Wen Hongsheng opened his mouth in fear, unable to utter a word. He bent his knees and knelt on the ground: "I... I... I was wrong, I beg you, don't kill me.

I don't want to die, please spare me!"

Ye Changqing said coldly: "I can not kill you, but you have to say something.

For example, if I let you go and you from the Wen family come to cause trouble again, what should I do?"

Wen Hongsheng hurriedly shook his head: "No, absolutely not, I promise not.

I guarantee it with my life."

Ye Changqing shook his head: "I don't believe you, how about this, you call home and I'll talk to them." Wen Hongsheng nodded repeatedly in fear: "I... I'll call... I'll call right away.

Don't worry, I'll get it right away... My hands were shaking and I entered the wrong password. It will be back soon.

Brother, please don’t be angry, I’m entering the password…”

Ye Changqing stood there, watching coldly, and never said a word.

Wen Hongsheng called Wen Sihai directly, then pressed the audio button and handed the phone to Ye Changqing with both hands.

Wen Sihai's voice rang out on the phone: "Hongsheng, you called me so quickly. You've already killed the ginger seller, right? You have to be ruthless. Kill everyone who has anything to do with him.

I want their whole family to be buried with my son..."

Wen Hongsheng was so frightened that he trembled and peed himself. "Second Dad, I... failed... The person you're talking to now is the ginger seller..."

Wen Sihai was stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Hong Zhen was alone and was attacked by someone, but you brought people from a martial arts school with you, and they are all good fighters.

How could it fail?

Wen Hongsheng was about to speak when Ye Changqing snatched the phone away: "Hello, are you the head of the Wen family?"

Wen Sihai was silent. There was a stranger's voice on the phone, and he knew what it meant.

Wen Hongzhen brought so many people, but still lost.

He finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

The other party is definitely a family with a strong background. They have set their sights on the Wen family's business and are here to rob them of their money.

Taking a deep breath, he asked coldly, "Which family are you from?"

Which family?

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment. He wanted to introduce himself, but he suddenly changed his mind: "I am from a farming family." Farming family?

Wen Sihai frowned and thought carefully. It seemed that he had never heard of the word "Nongmen" before. He asked in a speculative tone: "Is it farmers or Nongmen?"

He tried hard to suppress the hatred that surged in his heart because of his son's death.

He tries to stay calm and respond calmly no matter who the other person is. This is a habit he has formed over the years.

Be calm beforehand.

Ye Changqing said coldly: "I am from the farming family."

Wen Sihai finally heard clearly: "Is it a newly established sect, or an ancient one?"

Ye Changqing didn't know what he was trying to do, and said coldly: "It existed thousands of years ago."

Wen Sihai was shocked to hear this. It had existed for thousands of years. There were generally two types of such situations: the first was always prosperous, and the second was outdated and eliminated by history. The first time he heard of Nongmen, it was obviously the second type: outdated, eliminated by history, and declined.

At this time, he felt that he understood the strength of the Nongmen, and began to speak forcefully: “I don’t care if it has existed for thousands of years.

You killed my son and you want to touch my cake.

What do you want to do?

Do you know the consequences of your actions?"

Ye Changqing's heart was filled with murderous intent, and his words were even colder: "We grow ginger and work hard for a year to earn ten cents, and you earn seven yuan.

Why? Just because you are cruel and ruthless?

Just because you are rich and powerful?"

Wen Sihai took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the urge to get angry: "What else?

"I control the market, purchase fresh ginger from all over the country, and build the largest cold storage warehouse. Do you think I can make a dime and you make seven?"

Ye Changqing clenched his fists when he heard this. If it hadn't been for the phone call, he would have taken action: "The market is not yours. It's your business to control the country's fresh ginger. It has nothing to do with us if you build a cold storage.

Ginger comes from our fields.

I want to sell it myself!"

Wen Sihai gritted his teeth and said, "The truth is not spoken, it is demonstrated by action.

Now I am in control of the fresh ginger, this is the reality, no matter what you say to me, it will be useless!"

Ye Changqing's chest was filled with murderous intent: "You are right, the truth cannot be explained.

I went to the market to sell ginger and you wanted to kill me.

I came to argue with you and you wanted to kill me.

You guys fought your way out!

Just wait, it will be your turn soon!" Then he hung up the phone.

Wen Sihai was furious when he heard this: "You...you killed my son, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, he realized that the person on the other end had hung up. He was so angry that he threw the phone to the ground and cursed: "Fuck your mother...just wait.

Aren’t farmers just farmers?

A bunch of fucking poor bastards!

I will wipe out your entire family!"

Lu Yuqing heard the noise, pushed open the door, and saw the phone on the ground, which was deformed by the fall. She asked worriedly, "Si Hai, what happened?"

Wen Sihai was so angry that he cursed, "What kind of peasant clan do you think a bunch of peasants formed? How dare you challenge me?

Do they really think that the Wen family has only that much strength?

I'm going to use my real trump card.

I'm going to massacre the farmers!" Lu Yuqing was a little surprised: "What about the others?

Want to hide?"

Wen Sihai hesitated for a moment and said, "Hide away. If you really kill people, it will bring disaster to your family.

Let's move now. I want him to know the true heritage of our family!"

Lu Yuqing pointed upstairs and asked, "What about that woman?"

Wen Sihai frowned: "I always feel that he came too suddenly. What's his name?"

Lu Yuqing shook her head: "She said her nickname is Xiaomei, but I haven't asked her specific name yet.

Do you mean she might be from a peasant family?"

Wen Sihai shook his head: "A sect that has fallen to the point of growing ginger is probably just a bunch of farmers. They would never think of using a beauty trap.

I don't have the ability to find a beauty of this level." Lu Yu nodded lightly: "Then I understand, I will take her with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Wen Sihai took out another mobile phone from the drawer and dialed a number: “Wen Zaiyi, what I am going to say next is very important.

All martial artists hid their whereabouts, including those trained with technology.

I will give Nongmen a thundering blow at the critical moment!

They wiped them out completely!"

In the villa.

Ye Changqing grabbed Wen Sihai's hair and said, "Take me to find your family master!"

Wen Hongsheng was originally terrified and uneasy. Upon hearing this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his head: "I can't take you there, I really can't. Please, I can't take you there, please let me go."

Ye Changqing said coldly: "If you can't take me with you, why keep you here?"

Wen Hongsheng clasped his hands together and stared at Ye Changqing, begging for mercy: "Please, don't kill me, I really beg you."

Ye Changqing's eyes turned fierce: "I...I'll say it again, take me to find your patriarch."

Wen Hongsheng continued to beg: "Please, I can't go. If I take you there, I will die miserably!"

Ye Changqing frowned and said, "If you really don't want to go back, I won't force you. There are so many people who died in this room, and you won't make a difference.

Go accompany them!"

Seeing Ye Changqing about to attack, Wen Hongsheng quickly changed his words: "I...I'll take you there. I'll take you there now."

Ye Changqing grabbed his hair and walked out. Wen Hongsheng bent over and followed quickly, trying to keep his head close to Ye Changqing's hand to reduce the pain of his hair being pulled.

But there was blood and corpses all over the ground. After taking a few steps, he slipped and fell to the ground. His hair was pulled in pain and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Ye Changqing acted as if he didn't hear anything, and held Wen Hongsheng's hair tightly with his hands.

Just like dragging a dead pig, keep moving forward.

Doorway.

Yang Wushuang frowned: "Did you hear that?"

Zhang Baiyun glanced at Yang Wushuang and said nothing.

She felt a little envious of this beautiful woman, but more of aversion.

Wang Fangping and Yang Wushuang looked embarrassed and tried to smooth things over: "What did you hear?"

Yang Wushuang frowned and said, "I heard the host being beaten. There were many sounds. It seemed that the host was in a very miserable state. Maybe his legs were broken, his head was shattered, or all his ribs were broken."

Jia Wenwan sighed, "Oh, sometimes people need to know their own limitations. If you don't have the ability, don't try to show off, otherwise you'll end up in a miserable situation."

Zhou Weisheng sighed, "I'm afraid the host has been beaten into a pulp. There were too many of them. I heard no less than sixty blows."

Zhang Baiyun said, "Let's go. The owner of the building is dead. If we don't leave now, we might get into trouble."

Yang Wushuang turned and walked towards the car.

Zhou Weisheng also walked towards the motorcycle.

Zhang Baiyun looked at the gate of the yard for a long time, then turned and left.

Wang Fangping was somewhat unwilling, but he knew that reality was reality and the poster was already dead.

He sighed and walked towards the car.

Jia Wenwan's feet felt numb, and she lifted her legs but didn't dare to put them down. She bent down and rubbed her calves with her hands. The moment she raised her head, she glanced into the villa. This glance stunned her.

The old eyes, which had seen all kinds of strange things in the world, showed horror.

She thought she had seen it wrong, rubbed her eyes, and looked again.

Then I saw Ye Changqing pulling someone's hair with his hand, dragging it on the ground, walking out of the room and heading towards the door.

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Owner?"

She was so shocked. There were dozens of strong men inside, and each of them looked very skilled.

Ye Changqing went in and she thought she was dead.

Unexpectedly, instead of dying, he dragged someone out.

When Yang Wushuang heard Jia Wenwan's exclamation, she looked into the yard, and at first glance she showed an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

Ye Changqing walked out! Ye Changqing, who thought he was going to die, walked out dragging someone with him.

Wang Fangping saw Ye Changqing and shouted excitedly: "Oh my God, he actually came out!"

Zhang Baiyun stared blankly for a long time, then suddenly said, "I want to go in and take a look..."

After saying that, he walked quickly towards the villa.

Seeing this, Zhou Weisheng also jogged after him.

As Zhang Baiyun walked into the house, she smelled a pungent smell of blood and her pace quickened.

When she walked to the door and saw the scene in the room, her scalp felt tingling.

The scene in the room was too shocking.

There were corpses lying all over the ground, each one had blood and flesh under its crotch, and all had the same wound.

The ground was bright red, and the blood kept spreading around. The entire floor of the room was covered with blood, like a pool of blood.

Corpses were soaked in blood.

Although her profession is a killer, this scene is too shocking.

She only killed one or two people, and this place has become purgatory.

Yang Wushuang, Wang Fangping, Zhou Weisheng, and Jia Wenwan all arrived at the door and were stunned when they saw the scene in the house.

After a few breaths, Yang Wushuang spoke: "When we first met, we all looked down on Ye Changqing. The five of us have killed more people in the past ten years than he has in one go."

Zhang Baiyun nodded: "Yes, that's right. Compared to him, we are nothing but monsters and demons. He is the god of death!"

Wang Fangping was a little excited: "It is indeed the God of Death."

At the door, Ye Changqing grabbed Wen Hongsheng's hair and stuffed him into the car. Turning back, he found that the five people from the accident building had entered the villa. He shouted, "Let's go!" The five people returned to the car and stood in a row obediently, as if they had done something wrong.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing frowned: "What are you doing?

Drive!"