"Ha!" Han Beier tilted her head and sneered at him, "Master Ye, have you forgotten that my little and incompetent Han Beier happens to be the same year as your pretty little sister!
If I remember correctly, Young Master Ye seemed to want to send me to see the King of Hell just now! Compared with you, I am already very polite!" "You!" An Yexun was choked by Han Beier's words that were neither salty nor cool.
My breath was stuck in my throat, and I almost lost my breath.
"Tell me! Did you kill my grandfather?" Han Beier continued to press Wei Yi, and the dagger pressed against Wei Yi's face became a little harder.
"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know!" Wei Yi cried hysterically in fear, "Brother Xun, save me, save me..."
"Han Beier! She doesn't know anything. Just come to me!" An Yexun struggled hard to get rid of the rope on his body, but he was helpless. Han Zhilin's ability to tie rice dumplings was so professional that he could use it no matter what he did.
With all his strength, the rope was tightly inserted into his skin without moving at all.
"Oh?" Han Beier took back the dagger and narrowed her eyes slightly at An Yexun, "The tone of your voice means you know it? Even if you didn't kill my grandfather, you still know the truth, right?"
Han Beier asked the last three words coldly and sternly
"So what? That's right! I just know the truth! But I won't tell you! I just like to see you anxious, I just like to see you sad, I just like to see you unable to eat and sleep at night, I wish you were right now
Die immediately!" An Yexun shouted angrily: "Han Beier, please save yourself, I won't tell you anything!"
After listening to An Yexun's tirade, Han Zhilin was so angry that he kicked An Yexun a few times. However, An Yexun seemed to have lost all sense of pain and just stared at Han Beier with hatred in his eyes without any reaction at all.
"Pervert!" Han Beier uttered two words coldly and stood up straight, "Since you are so perverted, I will play with you today!"
"Zhilin!"
"Miss!"
"Drag them to the playground!" Han Beier ordered coldly.
"yes!"
A moment later, a strange scene appeared on the playground of Dihuang Academy - An Yexun, Wei Yi and a dozen bodyguards who came with them were all tied together by Han Zhilin and others, and hung on a branch.
The wind sways
"How's it going? Ye Xun, is it fun to swing on the swing?" Han Beier stood under the tree and looked up at him laughing.
"Han Beier! One day I will make you die miserably!" An Yexun roared.
"Really? Okay! I'll just watch here, not going anywhere, waiting to see how you make me die miserably!" Han Beier said leisurely, "But I'm afraid you can't see me.
If you die, you will become dried bacon!"
Han Beier smiled heartily, and her sweet laughter spread with the sound of the wind, which was particularly pleasant to hear.
"What makes you so happy?" A gentle voice came from behind Han Beier. Han Beier knew that Bingmo was back without looking.
"Mo! Do you think the lanterns hanging on the tree look good?" Han Beier looked back with a smile as bright as a flower.
"Let them go!" Bingmo looked up at An Yexun hanging on the tree. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves and hit his face. It was bright and dim, and it was so mottled that it was difficult to see his expression at the moment.
