"Can you let my wife go now?" Su Ziyu raised his hand to show the man.

In order not to arouse the man's rebellious psychology, Su Ziyu tried to keep his voice calm and indifferent.

Like a submissive compromiser.

"Throw away the key!" The man stared at Su Ziyu's every move, fearing that Su Ziyu would do something dangerous.

after all……

He was not facing an ordinary person.

Su Ziyu was about to throw it.

The man warned again: "Throw it down the mountain."

Su Ziyu exerted force with his hand, and the silver key drew a beautiful parabola under the bright moonlight.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the hazy night.

"Now, can you let my wife go?" Su Ziyu made the request again.

The man pretended not to hear anything and winked at Li Zhaodi beside him.

Li Zhaodi took Chen Yanran and left.

I don't know if she had already been through it or was familiar with the terrain, but Li Zhaodi pulled out a thumb-thick hemp rope from the branch of a crooked tree with ease.

I saw her tying it around Chen Yanran's waist skillfully.

Worried that it wasn't tied securely enough, she even tied an extra knot.

After finishing the work, I still hesitated for fear of any accidents.

Chen Yanran glanced at the dark cliff below, her face turned pale, and her calves began to tremble.

Unfortunately, her mother died when she was just born, and Mr. Zhao and Sun Sijun have been pampering her ever since.

Whatever she wanted would be delivered to her.

Even when Shen Zhihuan's grandparents came, they were still very caring towards her.

She had been spoiled since childhood and had never seen such a scene before.

"Mom..." She subconsciously took a step back.

"It's okay. There is a small platform below. It's very safe. Trust your mother." Perhaps sensing Chen Yanran's nervousness, Li Zhaodi held her hand and comforted her softly.

Chen Yanran swallowed nervously, then mustered up the courage to nod towards Li Zhaodi.

Compared to the hard days in the detention center, the fear before me didn't seem so terrifying.

She bit her lip and slowly moved to the edge of the cliff.

In order not to waste all her efforts, she tried not to look down, but just held the hemp rope tightly and went down along the rope with trembling fear.

Not until her feet were firmly on solid ground did she finally let go of her worries.

"Is it over?" Perhaps because she didn't hear any noise, Li Zhaodi asked worriedly.

"We're here!" Chen Yanran's voice was still trembling.

Because the knot tied by Li Zhaodi was a little tight, and the moonlight was blocked by tree branches on the platform below, so Chen Yanran fumbled for a long time before untying the hemp rope tied around her waist.

Li Zhaodi, who grew up in the mountains, was much more agile when going down.

The dagger in the man's hand was pressed against Shen Zhihuan's carotid artery from beginning to end, without moving at all.

For fear of hurting his young wife, Su Ziyu did not dare to act rashly.

Su Ziyu spoke again until the footsteps of Chen Yanran and her daughter faded away, "Chen Yeming, can you let my wife go now?"

"Your wife has robbed my daughter of her wealth and glory. If I don't get something back..." The man's mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty smile.

"Tell me! What else do you want me to do?" Su Ziyu said calmly.

"Brigade Commander Su speaks straightforwardly." The man chuckled.

As he spoke, he pressed down the dagger in his hand.

A stream of warm liquid flowed out from Shen Zhihuan's neck.

"Chen Yeming, what the hell do you want to do?" Su Ziyu clenched his fists tightly.

"That's the right emotion." The man smiled viciously.

"Chen Yeming, I can let them go, and I can also catch them back. If you want them to go down with you to reunite, just continue." Su Ziyu's fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.

The smile on the man's lips froze.

"You are worried about your wife and daughter, and I am only worried about my wife. As long as you let my wife go, we can talk about anything. But if you hurt my wife again, I don't mind dying with you." Su Ziyu looked at his wife's collar stained with blood, and his voice was filled with ruthlessness and determination.

"If you want your wife to be safe and sound, that's fine..." The corners of the man's mouth rose again.

“Bang!”

A dagger was thrown at Su Ziyu's feet.

"I had originally agreed with someone that this dagger would be stabbed into your wife's heart. Commander Su's concern for his wife moved even a rough old man like me."

"But I've already said what I want to say. A man should keep his word. But I appreciate your sincerity towards your wife. So, I'll use this dagger. I'll stab it into your heart or your wife's heart. It's up to you to choose."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Ziyu, wanting to see what he would choose.

If you lose your wife, you can marry again, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Su Ziyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Yeming, thinking about the feasibility of rushing over to rescue his young wife.

It's not that he was afraid of death, but he didn't dare to gamble his young wife's life on a spit or a nail from a cruel and ruthless man.

If he was around, Chen Yeming would still have some concerns, but if he was gone, his young wife would really become a piece of meat on his chopping board.

The two people on both sides of the cliff only dared to move slowly and did not dare to make any big movements, for fear of accidentally disturbing Chen Yeming.

Let him do something drastic.

The boulder where Chen Yeming and Shen Zhihuan were standing was on the edge of the cliff. To be precise, the boulder was hanging above the cliff.

Chen Yeming only needs to exert a little force...

With the steep mountain of Jueming Peak.

Shen Zhihuan would end up with no remains left.

This is also the reason why Su Ziyu is hesitant.

It was easy to take action and it was also easy to severely injure Chen Yeming, but he did not dare to act rashly without ensuring the safety of his young wife.

"Since Commander Su doesn't choose, I'll choose for you." The man laughed sarcastically.

"It's right not to choose. Love and affection are just a pastime in your spare time. Don't take it seriously."

As he spoke, the strength in his hands gradually increased.

The bright red that had already solidified on Shen Zhihuan's face burst out again.

Looking at the bright red that kept pouring out, Su Ziyu's psychological defenses collapsed instantly.

"Stop! I'll do it!" Su Ziyu's eyes had already turned bloodshot.

Chen Yeming paused as he pressed the dagger down.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Ziyu, waiting for his next move.

The people on both sides of the cliff were also extremely anxious. They wanted to speak out to stop it, but were afraid of making things worse.

The reason why Chen Yeming did not choose to kill Shen Zhihuan with one knife was to break Su Ziyu's psychological defense.

He was sure that Su Ziyu would not watch his young wife die.

Su Ziyu squatted down and his hand just touched the dagger.

"No...don't!" The unconscious Shen Zhihuan slowly opened his eyes and uttered two words with difficulty.

She tried to concentrate her mind and enter the resort.

But my groggy and dizzy brain felt as if it had been torn apart and crushed.

Not to mention concentrating his thoughts, he couldn't even think simply.

"Wife..." Su Ziyu raised his eyes excitedly. (End of this chapter)