The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 726 Yuan Qingyi's Knife
Chapter 720 Yuan Qingyi's Knife
"Bang bang bang!"

The ferocious fist was pointed out like a cannonball, and Ye Fan, who was as pervasive as mercury, enveloped him.

Vigorous and unstoppable.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, he stretched out his palms, and slapped repeatedly, biting the bullet to block President Jiang's quicksilver attack.

Ye Fan found that President Jiang's body was very stiff, but his speed and strength were beyond ordinary people, so he made up for all the shortcomings.

The fists and palms kept intersecting, making a muffled sound.

Ye Fan couldn't kill, and couldn't control it for a while, so he could only defuse the opponent's attack.

As a result, his palms quickly turned red, and there were a few more blisters.

But this also made Ye Fan's heart move, he remembered who felt the heat on his body.

Su Xier.

When Tang Ruoxue brought Su Xi'er to Ye Fan for treatment, Su Xi'er also had a similar burning sensation.

It was as if there was a constant flame burning in the body.

This made Ye Fan's heart move, and he had a deeper guess.

"kill--"

Chairman Jiang suddenly roared, gave up punching, and stretched out his right hand, trying to pinch Ye Fan's neck.

Ye Fan turned his head sideways and flashed.

President Jiang swept over with one kick.

"call!"

Ye Fan moved to dodge, and then suddenly shot forward, punching hard.

Thunderous!

With a punch, head-to-head.

"boom!"

The two fists collided in mid-air, making a piercing sound.

President Jiang backed out three steps and almost fell over on his back.

Ye Fan's punch was different from the previous ones. On the surface, it seemed to be a straight punch, but the force was downward, making President Jiang lose his center of gravity.

It made his blood boil, and his arms were so numb that he could barely lift them.

Ye Fan also took half a step back, grinning his teeth and blowing his fists.

President Jiang counterattacked, came in front of him with a whoosh, and threw a punch at the same time.

With a wrong hand, Ye Fan blocked the opponent's punch, and stepped back a few meters.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

At almost the same moment, Yuan Qingyi made a gesture, and several ropes were looped over, entangled President Jiang's upper body.

Chairman Jiang grabbed the rope and shook his arms. Several Yuan's bodyguards were unable to dodge and were overturned to the ground, very embarrassed.

Afterwards, President Jiang grabbed the three ropes, roared and waved them around,
The rope whistled, and Ye Fan and the others instinctively leaned back.

The rope brushed against their cheeks.

"boom!"

The objects that were swept were shattered, and there were many traces on the walls. The powder shattered and fell to the ground, and dust flew up.

"Bang bang bang!"

President Jiang, who was giving vent to his strength, was so beastly that he swung the rope in a violent wind and rain, leaving one after another smash marks around his body, which was shocking.

The furniture also broke and fell apart one by one, as if it had been crushed by a bulldozer.

President Jiang's momentum was like a rainbow, like a wild beast that lost its mind and never tired, beating Yuan's bodyguards and servants to the ground one by one.

Yuan Qingyi was also punched a few times by him, spit out a mouthful of blood and lying on the ground to avoid his sharp edge.

Everyone also felt that the temperature in the hall had risen a lot.

"boom!"

After President Jiang kicked the last bodyguard away, he rushed towards the struggling Yuan Qingyi.

He was still pulling the rope forward, as if he wanted to hang Yuan Qingyi to death.

"Whoosh-"

Although Ye Fan was also lying on his stomach, he kept staring at the mad President Jiang.

Seeing that he was going to attack Yuan Qingyi, Ye Fan rushed out like a rabbit.

When President Jiang turned his head to look over, Ye Fan stretched out his left hand suddenly, holding the rope firmly in his hand.

Afterwards, Ye Fan jerked and turned behind President Jiang's strength.

The power is spit out, overwhelming the mountains.

"what--"

President Jiang snorted, his footsteps slipped, his center of gravity was a little unsteady, and he staggered forward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan swung his left hand around and wrapped a rope around President Jiang's legs.

Then he pushed his knee against the opponent's back, and used the pulling force to push Chairman Jiang back.

Ye Fan didn't stop, he flicked the rope, and the rope wrapped around the handrail of the stairs.

President Jiang roared angrily, grabbing the rope with both hands, trying to tear it off.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan jumped up, came to the front like a loach, and stepped on Chairman Jiang with both feet.

Power down.

After being hit by these two kicks, President Jiang, whose body was already leaning back slightly, did not die, but still spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he was pulled back by the rope that strangled his chest, and he could no longer stand on his feet.

Fall on your back!

"boom!"

His hot body hit the ground, and the whole ground seemed to tremble.

Ye Fan didn't waste this opportunity, squeezed out more than a dozen silver needles and pierced them.

"what--"

As soon as the needle was pricked, President Jiang's body shook, and then he roared.

This roar seemed to vent the depression of being imprisoned for many years, and it seemed to intensify the madness.

Yuan Qingyi exclaimed: "Ye Fan—"

"Crack-"

When Ye Fan was about to drop the last needle, Chairman Jiang abruptly broke the rope, and raised his hands to grab Ye Fan's neck.

Ye Fan's skin turned red instantly, and his expression twisted uncontrollably.

"flutter--"

At this moment, a sharp sound pierced President Jiang's back.

President Jiang let go of his hands and lay back straight.

Ye Fan turned his head and saw that the person holding the knife was the pretty pale Yuan Qingyi...

All of a sudden the audience fell silent.

Whether it was Ye Fan or the servants and bodyguards, they all looked at the dead President Jiang with shock in their eyes.

No one thought that Chairman Jiang would die like this, let alone that he would be stabbed in the back by Yuan Qingyi.

Yuan Qingyi probably didn't expect it either, so her pretty face was as pale as paper, and then she threw away the dagger, hugged President Jiang and cried bitterly.

"President..."

An instant of sadness and depression filled the entire Shallow Water Villa.

Two hours later, Yuan's villa was quiet again.

It's just that compared to the dullness of the past, it's much more suffocating now.

President Chiang is dead.

The impact brought by this news is a hundred times that of Chairman Jiang's illness, and it is destined to attract the attention of countless people.

Moreover, Chairman Jiang died at the hands of Yuan Qingyi.

This is bound to make the situation in Longdu Wumeng even more turbulent.

"Come on, drink a glass of milk to calm the shock."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan walked into the side hall where the corpses were temporarily parked, and handed a cup of hot milk to Yuan Qingyi:

"People cannot be resurrected after death, don't think too much."

"You have been crying for almost an hour, it's time to go to the room to rest, or you will hurt your body."

Although Ye Fan also regretted it in his heart, as long as he gave another injection, he could completely control Chairman Jiang's madness, and his hands holding his neck would also be weak.

But Ye Fan also understood that Yuan Qingyi killed the killer because he was worried about his own safety. If he blamed or regretted it at this moment, it would be too unkind.

What's more, Yuan Qingyi was more sad than herself, after all, he was her husband.

"I...I really didn't want to kill him..."

Yuan Qingyi held the milk:

"I just instinctively wanted to stop him from hurting you, but I didn't expect to stab the knife into his back."

Tears flowed down her face, she felt indescribably sad, and she also felt self-blame that could not be concealed...

(End of this chapter)