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Chapter 790 You’re fucking finished!!!

Chapter 790 You’re fucking finished!!!

Qian Cheng wanted to open his mouth to remind him, but half of his face was pressed against the ground. When he opened his mouth, the muscles on his face rubbed slightly against the ground.

A burning pain came over him, and he couldn't help but gasp.

hiss~

Only this sound came out, and no more words could be uttered.

Ye Changqing walked into the yard and saw Qian Cheng lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose, gasping for breath.

Frowning.

When his gaze moved forward and fell on Ma Xiangfu, he saw that Ma Xiangfu's white hair was stuck to his head with bright red blood.

His face, covered with wrinkles and age spots, was half soaked in blood.

The humerus of the right arm was broken, and the broken bone pierced through the dark brown loose skin, and the sharp bone spurs of the broken bone were stained with bright red blood.

It is scarlet and dazzling in the sunlight.

Ye Changqing was furious. How could such an old man be so cruel?

Too cruel.

He turned to look at everyone present, his gaze sweeping over them one by one like a sharp blade, and roared, "Whoever did this, stand up!"

The roar was deafening.

Zhang Jiangang and a group of strong men holding steel pipes behind him looked at Ye Changqing with disdain, as if they were looking at a fool going crazy.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, don't scare me, I just got out and haven't honored you yet!"

Ma Weiren came to his senses from the shock, rushed to Ma Xiangfu screaming and crying, knelt in front of him and cried bitterly.

Zhang Jiangang said sarcastically, "Stop crying. A dead person can't come back to life by crying."

Zhang Jiangang stood up suddenly and looked around. He saw a steel pipe on the ground not far away. He picked it up and rushed towards Zhang Jiangang:

"Fuck you, you bastard! If you dare to touch my dad, I'll kill you even if I have to spend my whole life in jail!"

Several strong men standing next to Zhang Jiangang nervously raised their steel pipes and stood in front of Zhang Jiangang.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing grabbed Zhang Jiangang and said, "Come back. They have more people than you. You are no match for them."

At this moment, Qian Cheng on the ground suddenly shouted, "Run, run away quickly."

The scene was chaotic. Qian Cheng felt that it would be useless to escape at this time even if Zhang Jiangang had a gun.

Just get out the door and get in the car.

You can escape.

Ye Changqing was so angry that he yelled at Qian Cheng: "Shut up, I asked you to protect the old man, what are you doing for a living?"

I……

Qian Cheng was speechless and felt wronged at the same time that he was beaten like this.

And was scolded.

But thinking that life and death were at stake at this moment, he could not care less. He stretched out his hand and made a pistol gesture to remind Ye Changqing that someone had a gun.

Give him a chance to escape quickly.

Ye Changqing glanced at them indifferently, turned around and shouted at a group of strong men holding steel pipes: "Whoever the hell did it, stand up!" The roar seemed louder than before.

Qian Cheng frowned. Ye Changqing clearly saw him making the pistol gesture, so why was he still so unscrupulous?

He even suspected that Ye Changqing didn't see him making the pistol gesture.

Zhang Jiangang had a sinister smile on his face: "What the hell are you yelling about? Don't you want to know who did it?

Then I'll let you know who did it."

After saying that, he turned to a dark-faced burly man with a string of beads hanging around his neck and said, "Third brother, stand up."

Wow~

A dozen people moved to the sides.

A 1.85-meter-tall burly man appeared. He was holding a steel pipe in his hand, which was shaking intentionally or unintentionally. The steel pipe shone brightly in the sunlight.

The third brother looked at Ye Changqing nonchalantly: "I beat that old guy to death, what can you do to me?"

Ye Changqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "I will kill you!"

The third brother reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, put it between his lips, took out a metal lighter, shook his hand, and performed a beautiful lighter-swinging trick.

Bada~

The lighter lit the fire.

He tilted his neck, extended the cigarette to the lighter, and lit it.

With a flick of his wrist, the flip cover of the lighter closed.

Then he put it in his pocket, took a deep puff of the cigarette, held the cigarette in his left hand, held the steel pipe in his right hand, and said disdainfully: "Mr. Zhang has a gun in his hand.

Even if you are a martial artist, can you f*cking kill me?"

Zhang Jiangang took out a gun and pointed it at Ye Changqing: "Now it's your turn to die, kneel down!" Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows and stared at the third brother with eyes like sharp blades.

Qian Cheng sighed. I reminded him, why didn’t he listen?

It's completely over now.

Seeing that Ye Changqing still dared to glare at him, the third brother put a cigarette in his mouth and walked towards Ye Changqing with a steel pipe in his hand: "Get down on your f***ing knees!

Can’t hear me? I’ll beat you until you kneel down…”

The words were only half spoken.

Click~

I felt a shock on my neck.

Then he heard the sound of bones breaking. He frowned and opened his mouth to say something, but his neck seemed to be stuck and no sound came out.

He reached out and touched his neck.

What he felt was not smooth skin, but a sticky, hot liquid. He raised his hand and saw that it was covered with bright red blood.

His eyes suddenly widened.

Finally, I felt a sharp pain in my neck like a tidal wave.

He wanted to scream in pain, but his throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out. He could only open his mouth and make shapes like he was screaming in pain.

It's like a movie is playing and someone suddenly presses the mute button.

But the blood flowing from the neck and the painful expression were clearly visible.

The dozen or so strong men holding steel pipes nearby were all horrified when they saw this.

It was as if I felt the pain that the third brother was feeling.

Some people were so frightened that they dropped the steel pipes they were holding. Others took a few steps back in fear.

Zhang Jiangang looked horrified. Although he couldn't see the front and could only see the back of the third brother, he saw the blood dripping between the third brother's legs.

The blood flowed out like a faucet.

Soon it gathered into a pool on the ground.

The gun in his hand trembled, and he yelled at Ye Changqing, who was blocked by the third brother: "I have a gun in my hand, how the hell dare you?!"

gun?

Seeing that the third brother's body was limp and he seemed to be about to fall to the ground, Ye Changqing reached out and grabbed the third brother's collar and lifted him up, not caring that the blood on the third brother's neck was dripping onto his hands and flowing down his elbow to the ground.

He looked from the third brother's ear to Zhang Jiangang: "I also want to ask you, how the hell did you dare to break into a private house in broad daylight and beat to death an old man in his sixties?

Aren't you afraid of going to jail?" Jail?

Zhang Jiangang said disdainfully: "You told me to go to jail, I have someone above me, let alone killing Ma Xiangfu, even if I killed Ma Weiren, killed you, and that woman.

one two three……"

As he spoke, he pointed the muzzle of his gun at Ma Xiangfu, then at Ma Weiren, then at Yang Wushuang, and finally at Ye Changqing, saying, "Five, five people in total.

I'd rather kill all five of you.

I won’t go to jail.”

Ye Changqing naturally knew who the people above Zhang Jiangang were. They were her aunt Zhang Fenghua, his uncle Liu Yutian, and Wang Qingyun who was sleeping with his aunt.

But he had the video footage of those three people, and they were completely finished.

Ye Changqing yelled at Zhang Jiangang: "Your backstage has collapsed, you're fucking finished!!!"