Murong Yunqing lit a cigarette and slowly took a puff, "What do you think we should do about this matter?"
"Mr. Murong, please come to Cuixiang Tower and let Li drink with me to apologize, okay?" Li Yiyuan felt like his head was getting big.
"Then you have to ask my friend Miss Yang for her opinion." Murong Yunqing threw the ball to Yang Zimei and asked her to see how to deal with it.
"Yang...Master, it's all because the dogs have blind eyes and don't recognize Mount Tai. They bumped into you. Please forgive me." Li Yiyuan said to Yang Zimei with sweat profusely.
Yang Zimei snorted coldly, "It's just that your son bumped into me, but he actually called people on the road to beat my master and uncle to death. I have to settle this account with you no matter what."
"That's because Quanzi is ignorant. My father's discipline is not strict. Master Yang, you have a lot of troubles. Please forgive him." Li Yiyuan saw that Yang Zimei didn't seem to have his original intention. He kept bending and bowing, almost
I'm about to kneel down.
"He's not a child, so he can just say something ignorant." Yang Zimei sneered, "He has done a lot of things in this year alone, right? A week ago, he hit an old lady Huang in the western suburbs while driving and escaped.
You covered it up. Two weeks ago, you and a few people gang-raped an 18-year-old waiter, forcing him to commit suicide. You also covered it up. Three weeks ago, you got into a fight with someone and beat him until he became paralyzed. You also covered it up.
He covered it up; a month ago, he smashed the video game city that had not treated him well..."
Li Yiyuan's face turned pale as he listened to Yang Zimei recounting all the bad things his son had committed.
He has dealt with all these matters. Logically speaking, outsiders don't know much about it.
"How...how did you know?" he asked with a trembling voice.
Yang Zimei sneered, "Don't forget that I'm in that industry. Don't talk about your son's bad things. Even you, I can figure it out. Three hours ago, you were playing dirty with someone in the entertainment city.
game, right."
Li Yiyuan was sweating profusely. No wonder those who had told Yang Zimei's fortunes said that her fortune-telling was very accurate, like a fairy. It seemed that she was truly well-deserved.
Three hours ago, he and a certain deputy county magistrate were indeed having a dirty double game in a box in the entertainment city, and he thought he was unnoticed.
Unexpectedly, Yang Zimei saw through it at a glance.
Who is this?
Damn bastard, why did you mess with her?
"Yang...Master Yang..."
He was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud. "When my son's legs heal, I will take him to the door and kneel down to beg for mercy. Please let us go."
A cold smile appeared on Yang Zimei's lips, "It's okay if I let you go, but maybe the souls of those who died unjustly can't let you go."
After saying that, she moved her fingers, and a bit of sinister energy shot into Li Yiyuan's forehead.
With such sinister aura, starting tonight, he will see the souls of those he once persecuted asking for their lives, forcing him to surrender in person or become crazy.
"Master, uncle, let's go." She turned to Yuqing and said with a smile, "Everything is fine, there is no need to be here anymore."
Yuqing naturally noticed her little move, nodded lightly, stood up, and raised her fly whisk.
"Bah! The dignified police chief actually allowed his son to do all these unscrupulous things, and he was careful to get retribution." Yu Zhenzi spat at Li Yiyuan, then stomped on him and kicked him aside.
Li Yiyuan didn't dare to hum.
If these perverted people in front of him are willing to leave like this, it will be like receiving amnesty for him.
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[Dear, I'm sorry, this is the only update tonight, because another typhoon will land in Xixi tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. In order to keep updating, I have to save some manuscripts tonight for future use. γ