Chapter 217 Wrong
The air was filled with blood.
Just like that evening when the man felt suffocated, a period of suffering began. Yang Liansheng felt dizzy and had a dull pain in his stomach.
Almost vomiting.
He walked out of the yard in two or three steps, resting his hands on a roadside locust tree. The straight lines on his hands were like a fully drawn bow, and the blue veins on the back of his hands bulged, showing an uneasy look.
He took a deep breath.
Suddenly, a fist hit the tree trunk at an angle. The knuckles were visibly red and swollen, and some blood was scraped out.
"Liansheng, are you okay?"
Zhao San noticed that Yang Liansheng was very excited and quickly chased after him.
Yang Liansheng raised his head. The corners of his narrow eyes were still tinged with a faded scarlet, which was more obvious because of his fair skin. There was a rare fragility hidden in his indifferent expression.
"Aren't you planning to send him to the hospital yet?" Yang Liansheng asked suddenly.
He won't be a pushover.
But I don't want to see a double murder scene.
Zhao Sanqing let out a "tsk".
"You might not believe this, but the guy inside was even more ruthless than us. He poured a few bowls of black potion into the woman and then threw her onto the kang. He did it with practiced skill, not caring whether she lived or died..."
Although Zhao San was a bastard, he never laid hands on women.
He has always been very loving to his wife.
Today was really an eye-opener.
The sadness in Yang Liansheng's eyes gradually faded away, and he returned to his usual calmness. He gently used his thumb to remove the debris from his fingertips.
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and almost in an instant, it returned to normal.
He said in a hoarse voice, "It would be best if she didn't die, otherwise she would get away with it..."
"Nothing good will come of it to her anyway!" Zhao San smiled coldly.
His expression was gloomy and unclear, and I didn't know what he was planning.
This man was full of evil intentions, and Yang Liansheng had experienced that before.
Just stay out of it and let him do whatever he wants.
Watching Yang Liansheng run away.
Zhao San quickly grabbed him, licked his lips, and said with a hint of anticipation, "Now the truth is out. There will be no more estrangement between you and me as brothers..."
"The truth?" Yang Liansheng retorted sarcastically.
"It's true that Zhang Ying killed you, but every one of your bad deeds back then almost crossed the bottom line of our Lu family. Why?"
Zhao San opened his mouth slightly, and the tall man hunched his body at this moment.
He thought of the ridiculous things he had done.
The skin becomes tight.
Not to mention that he also beat up Yang Liansheng and kicked Lu Jinrong so hard that she had to lie in bed for half a month.
Yang Liansheng's statement was not unfair to him.
Zhao San had a rough childhood and was able to grow up thanks to the help of his adoptive father, the fifth uncle of the Yang family.
A potato and half a corn cob, a surprise his fifth uncle hid in his pocket, he will remember it for the rest of his life.
I had wanted to repay him well, but who knew that his young life would come to an abrupt end.
Zhao San will never forget what his fifth uncle said to him before he left.
That heart full of joy was completely silent in the river.
The seeds of hatred sprouted in Zhao San's young heart, took root and grew into a big tree, causing him to make things difficult for the Lu family time and time again.
The woman he repeatedly humiliated was his fifth uncle's beloved.
The one who bullies me in every possible way is the bloodline left by his old man.
Zhao San got furious and picked up some uneven gravel from the roadside, gritted his teeth and smashed it against his calves.
There was a sound of bones breaking.
Zhao San clenched his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, pain gnawed at every nerve, but he pursed his lips and forced a smile, his tone was more relaxed and relieved than ever before.
"I admit my mistake, can you forgive me?"
Yang Liansheng looked at Zhao San, who was so cruel to him, with a complicated expression.
After a while, he said, "Why are you doing this? I don't understand, it's just a word..."
Seeing that Yang Liansheng's attitude had softened.
Zhao San climbed up the pole and said, "It's different. We are the only two brothers left in the Zhao family. Besides..."
What's more, you are the descendant of your fifth uncle.
Yang Liansheng pursed his lips tightly and frowned, "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Don't you want to go out?"
The sharp eyes looked straight into Zhao San's eyes.
His little thoughts are clearly visible.
Zhao San's face turned pale and he smiled.
A smile wiped out all grudges, and they were still brothers related by blood.
"I'll leave as soon as my leg is healed!"
"It's up to you..." Yang Liansheng threw down a few words and left.
Jingzi helped Ding Dachun clean up for a while and was shocked when she came out and saw the place.
"Boss, what's wrong with your legs? Is that kid taking revenge on you?"
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