Deng Zhengping regained his senses and knew what he had said. At this time, his whole body was about to explode.
He shouted loudly: "I don't accept it!"
"What kind of magic did you use to make me say something I shouldn't have said? It's not true and I don't accept it! How could I kill my own grandson? I'm not a beast."
The knife in Chen Yan's hand was placed on his neck: "Are you not convinced? Well, I will give you the evidence!"
He clicked his finger, and a talisman fell on Deng Zhengping's shoulder.
The next second, an illusory figure slowly emerged, it was Deng Zhengping's grandson Deng Tao.
"Ah, isn't that Deng Tao?"
"Why is he lying on Deng Zhengping's shoulders?"
"Let me go, that's Deng Tao's ghost. He's still squeezing his grandfather's neck. Looking at him with a fierce look, it looks like his grandfather really killed him!"
The next second.
Deng Tao even screamed shrilly——
"Deng Zhengping, you old and immortal bitch, you are not a human being, you will die a good death!"
"I curse you. I curse you to be hit by a car when you go out, to choke to death when you drink water, to die when you fall while walking..."
"Hahaha, no need to curse, you are going to die soon!"
Chen Yan's talisman manifested the resentful spirit that lingered after Deng Tao's death.
At this point, Deng Zhengping looked pale and had no strength to refute in the face of overwhelming evidence.
"Dad, you are stupid!" Deng Feiniu shouted loudly, "Isn't she just an old lady Lin? She is nothing in front of my Deng family. Killing her is no different from killing a chicken?"
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, the blade swept across.
Deng Feiniu's head rolled to the ground like a gourd.
His eyes were wide and round, staring at his father, Deng Zhengping.
Deng Zhengping was stunned and looked at Chen Yan in disbelief.
"You...you actually killed my son first?"
"Three generations of the family are neatly organized. You can follow along!"
Chen Yan raised his knife and cut off Deng Zhengping's head.
Three generations of this family are all unworthy of human beings, and it would be a disaster if they were left here.
The scene suddenly fell into dead silence!
After a full ten seconds, Zhang Xiuqin's father was suddenly the first to applaud. While applauding, he shouted: "Well done, well done! The old beast named Deng is finally dead. With him,
In one day, there will be no peace in Baihua Village, so kill well!"
Zhang Xiuqin's mother knelt down in front of Chen Yan and said with tears: "Thank you, thank you, my daughter and Deng Tao are not a couple at all, she was just ruined by that little beast, but we have no choice, Deng Zhengping threatened us,
If we are not obedient, our whole family will be hanged in the dojo of Baihuazhai when you leave, sir. Sir, you, the old lady, will not care about us, right?"
The old lady sighed.
After being slapped, several women in the Lin family were also injured.
But in this situation, what else could she say?
"Get up, I don't blame you!"
"It's all gone, let's go!"
Chen Yanze called Long Miaomiao and asked her if there was a Longya branch here?
Long Miaomiao checked it and said: "Yes, but the personnel are sparse and scattered."
"We just killed the leader of Baihua Village and his son. Find some people to deal with it."
"What? Didn't you just go there this afternoon? Counting the time, I thought you hadn't arrived yet, so why did you kill the leader and his son?" Long Miaomiao was shocked.
Is this guy really the reincarnation of the God of Death?
How do you kill wherever you go?
Wherever he is, people will die!
Chen Yan said calmly: "It's not that I'm bloodthirsty, but that there are too many damn people."
Long Miaomiao said on the other end of the phone: "Miaojiang is quite mysterious, so be careful."
After a pause, he said, "I'll have someone deal with it right away."