Chapter 190, Death from Domestic Violence

Wails rang out one after another.

Xie Jian didn't understand why his sons wanted to beat him. After all, he was a martial artist and had some resistance.

But at this moment, he couldn't move, his tongue was stiff, and his limbs were cold.

The ring on Xie Jinqian's finger was faintly glowing with a lavender light. The more painful his wails were, the more conspicuous the light became.

Xie Jinzhao was almost crazy. He cried and punched Xie Jian.

"Do you still remember? When I was five years old, you beat me like this, you hit me in the face, humiliated me, and when you were happy, you treated us like pets and let you do whatever you wanted, and when you were unhappy, you even said that our studies were wrong!"

"Your incompetence has led to your violence, and there are many things that are not to your liking, but you blame all the misfortunes on your wife and children."

"You sold the country for glory, you framed loyal people, and harmed the people. When you did these things, did you ever ask us whether we wanted to live a stable life and whether we were willing to eat blood-stained buns with you?"

"When you got into trouble, you wanted us to bear the consequences with you. If you were not too greedy, how could you be deserted by your relatives and friends today!"

"You are disloyal to your country and ruthless to your family. Your wife betrayed you and your son harmed you. Even if you are now isolated and helpless, even if you died tragically and no body is left, this is the fate you deserve!"

"Xie Jian, you have been abusing your family all your life, but you never thought that one day you would be killed by domestic violence!"

He cursed and cursed, but his fists did not stop at all. He was like a madman who wanted to vent the pain and grievances he had endured in the past 20 years.

After hearing this, Xie Jian felt furious and trembling with anger.

His son and his wife, why blame him.

Didn't he do all this so that they could all live a good life?

And he didn't think he was wrong. He worked so hard outside so that you all had money to spend and happiness to enjoy.

What's wrong with being wronged?

What's wrong with being subjected to violence?

He can't be beaten to death.

He was calm afterwards, didn't he apologize?

The pressure he endured outside was no less than that of his family, and he had to please people everywhere with a smile, but when he returned home, everyone was inferior to him. Isn't it normal for him to vent his emotions? It was not

until the severe pain came from his lungs and spread through his limbs that Xie Jian suddenly opened his eyes wide and realized:

his son really killed him!

He desperately tore at the root of his tongue, blood dripping down, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why... why?"

Why?

Why did he end up being killed by domestic violence.

Outside the house.

The masters who were waiting in ambush put their hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

It was not that the monks were stone-hearted and unwilling to help. It was the law of cause and effect.

Even if they saved him this time, he would still be killed by domestic violence next time.

What sins you commit, what consequences you will reap.

"Amitabha."

Several people shouted in unison and surrounded the house.

When the noise inside gradually faded, the sky gradually brightened.

Xie Jinzhao and the other two carried out a corpse, which was covered with wounds and there was not a single piece of good skin and flesh on the body. The blood and flesh were exposed, which was horrible to look at.

Xie Jinqian smiled and said, "Since I sent people to rob the prison, I'll trouble you masters to capture me and hand me over to His

Majesty for punishment!" He calmly arranged his clothes, as if he was not the one who had just committed violence.

And he confessed his crime so openly that people could not help but be suspicious.

"Could it be that you masters are afraid of an ordinary person like me? I know it's wrong to rob the prison, and I have something to explain to His Majesty!"

Xie Jinqian stroked the ring on his finger with a sincere face.

He had already noticed that someone had followed him, and His Majesty should be suspicious of the business he was doing.

Instead of being captured and investigated by a few people, it is better to take the initiative to confess and attack openly, and you can still protect yourself.

Several masters looked at each other.

Finally, the body of the criminal Xie Jian and the two brothers of the Xie family were taken back to report.

It was daybreak.

People in the streets and alleys were busy, and many shops were open.

Li went out early in the morning, carrying the account books and documents in his hands, and came to the backyard of Jinxi Jewelry Shop.

Together with a few confidants, he met the buyer.

The buyer was a man, he was behind the screen, and only his figure could be vaguely seen.

But judging from his voice, he should be middle-aged.

"Madam Xie, have you brought everything?"

Li put the things on the table, "They are all here. As long as you sign and put your fingerprints on them, Jinxi Jewelry Shop, including all the businesses under it, will all be yours."

"As for the major channels and secret points in Beijing, I have already taken care of them. I only have one request now, which is to give me ready-made banknotes or gold!"

She didn't dare to ask for the others.

Only these two could she take, and they were easy to hide.

She wanted to use the money to do some legitimate business to keep herself and her son rich and prosperous.

The middle-aged man behind the screen sneered after reading the account book, "It's not a big problem to ask for banknotes and gold, but isn't it a bit unfair for Madam Xie to give me fake accounts?"

How could an account book have been in the red for five or six years?

It would cost a lot of money just to fill the holes in it.

Li was stunned.

"How is it possible? This is the only account book in our family!"

"Madam Xie, the government has not stepped up its crackdown in recent years, and there are many addicts. I have investigated all the dark spots. How could it be possible that it has been losing money all the time? You should make the accounts more realistic. The accounts are all losses, without even a little profit. It is obvious that the money was taken away, and you want me to fill the hole?"

"What do you think I am?"

Li's face suddenly turned pale. She had never run a business, and she didn't know how to manage it.

All this was done by the second son.

Now, there was such a big problem with the account book, but he was kicked out!

She regretted her stupidity for a moment!

He should have been the one to make the transfer!

"You must have seen it wrong. This thing has high profits but also high risks. Can you give me some time so that I can find someone to check whether the account book is true..."

"Mrs. Xie, are you sure this is your family's business? You have never seen it?" the middle-aged man asked. "

Of course, this is the business that my Xie family has been running for more than 20 years. The court has always been strict about this thing. We rely on our official status to gain a foothold in many secret spots in the capital..."

As Li was talking, the middle-aged man raised his hand.

"What I mean is that your Xie family has been making Happy Noodles for more than 20 years, and has made a lot of contributions to South Vietnam?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Of course." Li was still a little proud, "When my husband was made a marquis, he started to make friends with South Vietnam and do this business. This line was still found by my old lady everywhere... If you take over, you will definitely be able to establish a relationship with the King of South Vietnam."

After saying this, she was still complacent, thinking that she had picked up a big bargain for the other party.

But, the next second, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Bang!"

The officers and soldiers broke into the room and surrounded her.

The middle-aged man behind the screen walked out slowly.