Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Yang Zhihao patted Cheng Nuo's shoulder to comfort him: "Xiao Nuo, it's a good thing to bring Uncle Cheng home, why are you crying? Shouldn't we happily take Uncle Cheng back to Haicheng?"

Cheng Nuo nodded with a sob, yes, it's a good thing, at least it's his father's hometown.

As grandma said, fallen leaves return to their roots.

Gu Lanzhi's eyes are also red, he is not a person who loves to cry.

Cheng Nuo has almost counted the number of times he shed tears since he was a child, but when it came to her father, he couldn't help but secretly wipe away his tears. Once she saw him get himself drunk, Lie down on the table and weep uncontrollably.

Gu Lanzhi stood in front of his father's ice coffin: "Uncle Cheng, Xiao Nuo and I are here to take you home."

His expression was very serious, as if he had secretly made an oath in his heart.

Yang Zhihao arranged for a refrigerated car to transport corpses from decay. Cheng Nuo wanted to sit in it, but Yang Zhihao dragged him off. She frowned: "Yang Zhihao, thank you, but I want to stay with my dad."

Yang Zhihao said helplessly: "It's not that I won't let you accompany me, there are more important things waiting for us to do."

Cheng Nuo was full of doubts: "What's the matter?"

Yang Zhihao turned around with his pockets in his pockets: "You'll know if you follow me."

Gu Lanzhi sorted out her emotions and said to her, "Uncle Cheng has made progress."

When Cheng Nuo heard this, she could only reluctantly get off the refrigerated truck, stood on the ground and bowed: "Dad, I'm sorry, I have to do something, and I'll come back to accompany you when I'm done." They got into the car in front of them.

Yang Zhihao turned and turned the car into a very remote place.

There were already people waiting there, and Cheng Nuo saw that weeds were growing everywhere, which should be a place abandoned by Nan'an.

My heart was also stained with a bit of desolation.

Seeing them coming, Wan Dong stepped forward to meet them: "Sister-in-law, we meet again."

He said with a smile, but Yang Zhihao was dissatisfied. He looked back at Gu Lanzhi, and asked Wan Dong to change his words: "Sister-in-law or not, she has a name, but you didn't call the name. I think you should be called Miss Cheng." !"

Cheng Nuo raised his eyebrows at his self-assertion, and said to Wan Dong, "Don't listen to him, just call me Xiao Nuo."

Yang Zhihao rolled his eyes in disgust: "That's what I shouted!"

Cheng Nuo twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's just a title, what are you fussing about!"

Wan Dong smiled lightly, but Yang Zhihao's eyes lit up suddenly: "Then I'll call you Xiao Nuonuo."

The familiar little Nuonuo made Cheng Nuo dazed, because someone had also called it that way.

She collected her thoughts, and said in a light tone, "It's up to you."

Gu Lanzhi had already walked towards the man tied in the sack.

Wan Dong untied the sack, kicked the person inside angrily: "Still come out!"

The people inside shrank obviously, and crawled out of the sack with a huddle. As soon as his head got out, Wan Dong grabbed his collar: "You'd better be honest, if you want to live a long life, don't play tricks on us !"

After he finished warning viciously, the man's bruised nose and swollen face was filled with fear, but he was not worthy of sympathy at all.

Thinking of what they did to her father in prison back then, what was this little injury worth?
After the man was thrown away by Wan Dong, he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Master Dong, please forgive me. I'm just using other people's money to do things for others. All of this really has nothing to do with me. I don't know. I don't care about anything." have no idea!"

Cheng Nuo's brows turned cold, and he wished that these bastards could experience all the sufferings his father had suffered.

But Yang Zhihao didn't want to dirty her hands, with a frightening hostility in the corner of his mouth, he leaned over slightly: "Boy, don't you cry when you see the coffin? You think you don't know anything if you say a word, and this page can reveal everything." Passed?"

The man's eyes dodged, and he seemed to be hesitant.

Yang Zhihao squatted down beside him leisurely, his tone was unhurried, but full of danger: "It's okay, I have plenty of time, but you have to believe that I also have ways to make your life worse than death. There are thousands of ways to die in this world." Tens of thousands of kinds, what do you think you want? How about I give you a few choices? Do you think it’s peeling? Or inserting needles?”

As he spoke, he scratched his forehead with his index finger, looking distressed: "Why not Gong Xing?"

Cheng Nuo looked at him racking his brains, and always felt that he had spent all his life studying to bring out the criminal law in history.

But it seems to be working.

The man's face was pale and trembling: "You...you can't...you can't abuse your privacy..."

Yang Zhihao raised his leg and kicked him hard on the chest, crossed his hips, seemed to think of something, and was so angry: "Damn you, you know how to abuse private sex! When you used money to kill Cheng Yiren, you did it Didn't you think that one day those cruel methods will be retribution on your own heads?"

After he finished his sentence, he stomped on his hand viciously again in frustration: "Bastards, a bunch of inhuman beasts!"

Cheng Nuo just watched the man faceless in pain as he was kicked away by him, and finally trampled on his hand by his foot. The man's face was so painful that his face was deformed, but Yang Zhihao seemed to want to tear his bones away. Even the meat was crushed to pieces.

He begged for mercy with cold sweat on his face: "I...I have no other choice...forgive me...Miss Cheng, please forgive me..."

Cheng Nuo was indifferent: "Forgive me? You killed my father, how do you want me to spare you?"

He lay on the ground in pain, staring fixedly at Yang Zhihao stepping on his feet, and said cleverly: "I want...if I die...you...do you think you can escape the sanctions...I die here...I will treat you all... It's not good either..."

Yang Zhihao sneered: "Threat me? Do you think you threatened me? Let's not say that your brothers have gone to Huangquan Road, just say that I let you go with great compassion. Do you think you can still live in safety? "

The meaning in his words is obvious, someone wants to kill someone to silence them.

Gu Lanzhi calmly said: "If we don't do anything, someone will do it. Didn't you hide it very hard? It just so happens that the people above you are also very hard to find you. Let's be a good person and send you there. You see how?"

Yang Zhihao sang along: "I don't need to emphasize the methods of those people, do I?"

In fact, the man had been shaken a long time ago, so he couldn't stand any threats and admitted it all at once: "I said, I said, I said everything, whatever you want to know, I said everything, I just beg you not to take me Hand it over."

There was unconcealable fear in his eyes, one could imagine how cruel Fu Anyi's gang was in the dark.

Yang Zhihao stepped on his hands and feet and just moved away, and impatiently picked him up from the ground: "You son of a bitch, hurry up and say, maybe grandpa is happy and can spare your dog's life!"

The man turned his face to one side, but Yang Zhihao's kick was so hard that blood gushed out from his mouth.

Yang Zhihao felt dirty and threw him on the ground again, waiting for him to breathe and say, "I...I too...It's just a knife in someone else's hand...They...They asked me to do...I can only do what...At first Cheng Yiren sent me a knife... come over……"

He sat on the ground clutching his chest in pain, breathed a sigh of relief, and said again: "He was sent here...