Zhou Wenwu's voice was resentful and sad.

"You killed my son! I want you to pay your life!"

At this moment, although the anxiety in his heart was extremely strong, Weng Shiyao still gritted the bullet and retorted: "What the hell are you talking nonsense? Your son was killed by Huo Huanyu. It has nothing to do with me!"

Zhou Wenwu sneered and said, "The matter has been found out. You threatened my son. Then, while he was drunk, he pushed him down and let his head hit the coffee table. He died! You are the murderer who killed my son!"

At this time, not to mention Weng Shiyao's face was dissatisfied, even the white gloves next to him changed their face.

If it is just a simple dispute over interests, then everything is easy to say.

But if it involves a life lawsuit, this matter will be really broken.

After looking at the group of people staring at Weng Shiyao, Bai Glove felt the trickyness of things for the first time.

No matter how loyal he is to Weng Shixiong and claim that he is capable of, he will never be able to help him with a life lawsuit.

Because the Weng family stood too high, there were too many people staring at the Weng family!

No one can bear such consequences.

At this time, Bai Glove could only hope that Weng Shiyao had nothing to do with this matter.

But Weng Shiyao's pale face made Bai Glove's heart sink to the bottom.

Weng Shiyao now...is really panicked.

No matter how powerful the background of the second generation in China is, there are basically a few red lines that cannot be touched.

Poison arms and human lives.

If the first two are touched, they will die, while the latter will be disabled even if they are not killed.

"You fucking fart! I haven't done it at all. You want to frame me!" Weng Shiyao was like a lonely wolf who was seriously injured and dying, making his final struggle.

"Weng Shiyao! Don't think that anyone who has a strong background will be afraid of you! I, Zhou Wenwu, is indeed not as rich as your Weng family. Your Weng family can kill me if you raise your hand, but my only son is dead. What else do I care about? Let's take your skin off even if you try to do it!"

Zhou Wenwu stared at Weng Shiyao with red eyes, and shouted in extreme grief and anger.

Weng Shiyao subconsciously took a step back. He turned his head and looked at Meng Yehe again. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Meng Yehe speak to Zhou Wenwu with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, the enemy is right in front of him now. What are you waiting for? Naturally, he has to pay the price."

Meng Yehe's words were like the last kick, completely kicking Weng Shiyao into the abyss.

"I'm going to Meng Yehe, I'm going to do it. Now that something is wrong, you're the first to kick me out!?"

Meng Yehe looked at Weng Shiyao calmly and said lightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. Also, please don't talk nonsense. You are now carrying a murder case. Do you want to be slandered by me?"

Weng Shiyao wanted to say something, but the sound of the police car started to buzz.

Li Jin looked at the farce in front of him with expressionless expression. The angry Zhou Wenwu didn't know what to do. It would be better to leave this kind of thing to the police to solve.

A group of official personnel in uniforms rushed to the scene and came over to Weng Shiyao seriously:

"Weng Shiyao, you are suspected of being related to Zhou Cong's death and are suspected of committing a major crime. Now I will summon you according to the law. Please cooperate with our investigation."

After saying that, he waved his hand and the two subordinates immediately came over to control Weng Shiyao.
Chapter completed!