"Zhilin! Catch the leading boy!" Han Beier shouted loudly
She has confidence in Han Zhilin!
Thanks to Han Beier, the Han family's bodyguards can be said to be battle-hardened. They have dealt with situations that are ten times or a hundred times more difficult than they are now. The current situation is simply a piece of cake, and it is not enough to fill their teeth.
Sewn!
"Don't worry, Miss. No one can escape. I'll tie them all into rice dumplings for you in a while!" Han Zhilin calmly defeated an opponent and took the time to ask Han Beier for credit.
Han Zhilin never talks big!
So, very quickly, a dozen strong men who were murderous just now, including An Yexun and Wei Yi, were tied into rice dumplings by Han Zhilin and thrown in front of Han Beier.
"Tell me! Did you and An Yejue kill my grandfather?" Han Beier knelt down and asked An Yexun, who was lying on the ground unable to move.
"Huh!" An Yexun glanced at her contemptuously and looked away.
Han Beier sneered and stretched out his hand. Han Zhilin took out the dagger he carried and put it into Han Beier's hand.
"Let me ask you again," Han Beier patted An Yexun's cheek with the dagger in his hand, "Did you kill my grandfather?"
An Yexun simply closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Miss! Get out of the way, I won't tell him if I don't let him suffer!" Han Zhilin walked up to An Yexun and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen.
An Yexun gritted his teeth, curled up tightly, and didn't even moan.
"Forget it!" Han Beier said lazily: "I think he is a tough guy and a bit ambitious. Even if you are tired, he may not be willing to say anything."
"Then what should I do? If he really killed grandpa, I must kill him to avenge grandpa!" Han Zhilin kicked An Yexun underground, his eyes bloodshot and bloodshot.
These bodyguards of the Han family are orphans carefully selected by Mr. Han, who have been trained and cultivated since childhood. For them, Mr. Han is their master and their most respected and dearest elder. They just heard Han Beier's questioning. They understand
The person lying under his feet might be the murderer of his master. A dozen passionate young people all had murderous intent in their eyes.
"It doesn't matter, he can endure a beating and refuses to say that the thin-skinned beauty next to him may not have as much backbone as him!" Han Beier moved her body and put Senhan's dagger against Wei Yi's face.
, "Tell me! Did you kill my grandfather? If you don't tell me, I will carve a bastard on your face with a dagger!"
Han Beier felt full of hatred for this girl who once asked Yu Xiaoyi to sacrifice her beauty to get close to her.
"No...no...no...no, we didn't kill your grandfather..." Wei Yi was so scared that she couldn't even say a complete sentence.
"If you dare to lie to me..." Han Beier pressed the dagger harder against Wei Yi's face, and thin bloodshot streaks began to ooze from Wei Yi's face.
"Ah..." Wei Yi screamed in horror. She had been pampered since she was a child and had been carefully protected in the dark night palace. How could she have ever been treated like this?
"Han Beier! Come at me if you have any harmful tricks! What's the point of scaring a girl!" An Yexun roared with his eyes widened, and scorching flames seemed to spurt out from his wide eyes.
