mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 980 Write-off
Outside the door, Xiao Feng, who heard these conversations, suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment.

It is true that it is pitiful to be locked up in such a small room for two years, and to be replaced by his own brother to enjoy everything he should have.

But everything should not only depend on the result, but also on the cause.

The cause that Ding San planted with his own hands should also taste the fruit with his own mouth.

Right and wrong are not so easy to tell.

In the hut, Ding San looked at the forearm that was almost completely blank and was completely occupied by various scars. His eyes that had not been radiant for a long time were filled with deep shock!
The scars on Yu Qiao's arm include knife scars, cigarette butt burn scars, and even burn scars.

Although it is an old injury, it still looks a little shocking.

"Look!" Yu Qiao suddenly raised her voice, pointed to her arm covered with scars and said, "Do you believe that I can list them all, and why are these scars left?

Why do you have money and you can control my life?
you answer me! "

Ding San opened his mouth several times, but couldn't speak.

Yu Qiao panted heavily, gnashed her teeth and said, "For these scars, I can take revenge on you, but I can't.

Because it is necessary, you still have to come forward.

I wish I could kill you, but I still want to feed you here. In the final analysis, I still need you to make money.

However, soon we were all relieved. "

After a long silence, Yu Qiao put down her clothes, picked up the takeaway box, and began to feed Ding San.

Outside the door, Xiao Feng sighed and opened the door.

"Who!"

Yu Qiao turned her head and saw Xiao Feng outside the door, her eyes widened immediately: "Didn't you already leave?"

Soon, her expression darkened: "Did you hear what I just said?"

Xiao Feng nodded: "I didn't miss a single word, I heard everything."

"Then... you just go to die!"

After speaking, he immediately went to get the sharp knife on the table.

But before he touched the handle of the knife, he felt a pain in his neck, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness instantly.

Xiao Feng reached out and put Yu Qiao on the bed, then looked at Ding San.

Ding San seemed a little unresponsive, and asked, "Are you a policeman?"

"No, I'm here to ask Ding San to appraise something." Xiao Feng replied truthfully, and then untied Ding San.

"Thank you!" Ding San thanked, and glanced at his niece lying beside him, his eyes were full of complexity.

After a while, he said sadly: "I don't have a son and a daughter, I treat her as my own daughter, but I didn't expect..."

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "If you need to call the police, I can help."

"No need." Ding San waved his hand, put Yu Qiao on the bed, got up and walked out of the hut.

Xiao Feng followed behind, and he had to go to the fake Ding San to get his things back.

The two came to the front yard and went up to the second floor together.

As soon as he went up, he heard fake Ding San's voice coming from the door that was ajar on the left side.

"Your husband didn't notice, did he?

That's good!
Alright, I'll wait for you to come over at night, and I will make your legs go limp when you walk! "

Hearing these words, Xiao Feng glanced at Ding San's expression beside him... Well, there was no expression, but there was anger in his eyes, and a kind of anger that he could not argue with.

Walking quickly to the door, Ding San pushed the door open and entered, and saw his own brother leaning on the office chair, holding a mobile phone, with a flirtatious smile on his mouth, he should be making a video call with someone.

"Second brother!" Ding San said.

Ding Er, who had put his feet on the table, was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair when he heard the familiar voice. He hung up the video call in a hurry, and said in a panic, "Third brother, you..."

At this time, Xiao Feng walked into the house.

Looking around, he saw his own golden ball on the table.

He went over to pick it up, put the ball in his pocket, and sat on the sofa under the window, being a qualified spectator with peace of mind.

"Let's cancel the old and new debts, and I will give you a sum of money. You can take Lingling back to your hometown or go to other places. I don't want to see you again in this life, and I believe you don't want to see me again either."

Ding San's tone was neither happy nor sad, as if he was extremely disappointed.

Xiao Feng nodded secretly, it seems that Yu Qiao's name is fake, Lingling is her real name.

However, Ding Lingling... the name is quite resounding.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go." Ding Er hurriedly came out from behind the desk and asked, "Where is Lingling now?"

"It's where I live." Ding San muffled, "I'll call the money after you leave."

"Third..." Ding Er hesitated to speak for a while, but didn't say anything, and ran out of the room quickly.

……

It took a long time to calm down, Ding San walked up to Xiao Feng and said, "Take out what you want to identify."

Xiao Feng nodded, and handed over the golden ball in his pocket.

Ding San stroked it in his hand for a while, and concluded: "The material is natural, but these pinpoint-sized black spots on the surface seem to be man-made.

And if it is artificial, then the carving work is too powerful, and the surface can't be felt at all. "

Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he thought that this is what an expert should look like.

I can think of the "fairy stone" in the collection room...

Unable to bear curiosity, Xiao Feng asked his questions.

However, Ding San looked at a loss, saying that he had never collected any ore.

Obviously, the so-called collection room is something that Ding Er's father and daughter made by themselves in order to pretend to be aggressive.

"Come with me." Ding San beckoned, signaling Xiao Feng to follow.

The two came to the first floor, passed through a door, and went down to the basement.

Ding San turned on the lights inside with ease.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The five headlights at the top were turned on one by one, illuminating the dark basement like daytime.

In the basement, there are various instruments, but there is a lot of dust on them, and it seems that they have not been here for a long time.

"The real valuables are actually these instruments, which are almost two-thirds of my property." Ding San looked slowly over the instruments, and sighed again.

It's just that his expressionless face looked a bit out of place.

"Are you in a hurry for the result?" Ding San asked.

Xiao Feng replied: "If possible, the sooner the better, but I request that no damage be done to the ball."

Ding San thought for a while and said, "I will try my best."

"Not as much as possible, but definitely!" Xiao Feng said with a very serious face: "Even if there is a [-]% possibility of damage, I would rather not test its material."

"Okay, I promise it won't be damaged." Ding San turned on the device, and the expression in his eyes gradually recovered.

(End of this chapter)