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"How could this be? How could this be?"

Zhao Xiangcheng's face was unbelievable, he really couldn't understand.

Obviously well, why did the sky collapse all of a sudden?

"Husband, what should I do now." Luo Ying was also anxious.

After all, if the Zhao family collapsed, then she would have no life to live with.

The sons of Zhao Lingshuang and Zhao Xiangcheng also turned pale, and their hearts were filled with anxiety.

"I can tell you how this happens."

A cold voice came into everyone's ears.

The executives of Zhao's company all gave way.

Zhao Ziling walked in holding Su Xun, followed by Shen Xun and a group of bodyguards.

"It's you!"

Seeing Zhao Ziling and Shen Xun, Zhao Xiangcheng and others understood everything instantly.

All this is the ghost of Zhao Ziling.

Zhao Xiangcheng was very angry, and rushed to her in a few steps: "Why are you doing this? Do you know what you are doing? You just want to kill us!"

"Yes, I just want to kill you." Zhao Ziling calmly looked at him and said lightly.

Zhao Xiangcheng said bitterly, "I am your father!"

"I have someone drug my daughter to ruin her. You are really my good father." Zhao Ziling's catalog sneered.

Luo Ying and Zhao Lingshuang's faces were pale.

Zhao Xiangcheng pursed his lips: "You...you know, listen to me, Ziling, Dad doesn't want to do this either..."

"But you still did it." Zhao Ziling interrupted him directly and expressionlessly.

Zhao Xiangcheng roared angrily: "Then you would be happy if you killed our Zhao family? I'm your father, you are not filial, you are not filial!"

"I just want you to see how your high capital collapsed." Facing the angry Zhao Xiangcheng, Zhao Ziling seemed very indifferent.

Luo Ying aggressively stepped forward and reprimanded: "Zhao Ziling, do you still have a conscience? How can you talk to your dad like this? How did your mom teach you when she was alive?"

"Snapped!"

Zhao Ziling raised her hand and slapped it over: "Although I am dirty, I want to hit you even more because you are not worthy of mentioning my mother."

"You...you..." Luo Ying's face was pale with anger.

Her son was angry: "Zhao Ziling, you little bitch, you dare to beat my mother!"

When the voice falls, he will rush up, wanting to beat Zhao Ziling like he did when he was a child.

However, before he approached, a few pitch-black pistols were aimed at him.

He calmed down in an instant, stopped abruptly, and the big cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

"Come on, don't you want to hit me?" Zhao Ziling looked at him coldly.

Zhao Xiangcheng's son did not dare to move.

Zhao Ziling snorted: "Break his leg."

Zhao Xiangcheng said quickly: "Ziling, listen to me, father knows that he is wrong, he is your brother, your brother, don't care about him."

"When he hit me before, you didn't protect me much." The more Zhao Xiangcheng was like this, the more angry Zhao Ziling was: "My mother was killed by you!"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I killed your mother, but it has nothing to do with your brother." Zhao Xiangcheng also broke the jar in order to protect his only son.

Zhao Ziling's heart burned with anger: "The more you care about him, the more I will destroy him, I said, break his leg."

"Puff!"

Zhao Xiangcheng directly knelt down and hugged Shen Xun's leg rolling and crawling: "Master Shen, please let us go, please."

"Dong Zhao, you may have misunderstood." Shen Xun said lightly: "I, Shen Xun, do things for Miss Zhao. Where can the qualifications stop her?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangcheng was stunned, and everyone in the Zhao family was stunned.

They always thought that it was Zhao Ziling who had climbed Shen Xun's high sticks, relying on Shen Xun's support, that's why they forced their Zhao family to this point.

But now listening to Shen Xun's words, it doesn't seem to be the case. Zhao Ziling climbed higher.

For someone more powerful than Shen Xun, the Zhao family really couldn't imagine what kind of existence it was.

What followed was panic.

"Puff!"

Luo Ying couldn't hold on any longer, and her legs bent and knelt on the ground: "Ziling, Ziling, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong, please forgive me."

While talking, he took care of his son and daughter: "Quickly, kneel down to apologize to your sister, and kneel down to beg your sister."

Sister Zhao Lingshuang and his brother also knelt down, both of them realized the seriousness of the matter.

"I won't forgive any of you, because my mother can no longer be resurrected."

"Zhao Xiangcheng, you still remember the year when I was in junior high school, I told you your dear that your son touched my room and tried to **** me. If you don't believe me, he slapped me and scolded me and led him. Do you remember?"

Zhao Ziling said blankly, but everyone's ears were heartbroken.

Even the senior executives of Zhao's company present did not expect that Zhao Xiangcheng was such a thing, because it was self-inflicted and deserved to live.

Zhao Xiangcheng's lips squirmed, tears streaming down his face, and he kept saying: "Ziling, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong, please forgive me once?"

"No, you don't know, you're just scared, but that's enough." Zhao Ziling showed a contemptuous smile: "Is it deaf by breaking his leg?"

Su Xun had never seen Zhao Ziling before, and it was obvious how much resentment she felt.

Two strong men stepped forward and forcibly controlled Zhao Xiangcheng's son.

"Dad! Save me! Dad, save me!"

Zhao Xiangcheng's son roared and struggled, his eyes were full of fear, and his urine was frightened.

"No! Stop! Stop!"

Zhao Xiangcheng and Luo Ying tried to stop them, but they were held back in time and could not move.

I could only watch, a solid wooden chair slammed on their son's leg.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the position where the chair dropped includes the third leg in the middle.

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a screaming scream, Zhao Xiangcheng's son deformed his legs and passed out in pain.

"From now on there will be no Zhao family, and I will not trouble you anymore. I will let you live, because as long as I see you are not doing well, then I will be happy for my mother under Jiuquan."

Zhao Ziling's voice fell, turned and left, tears falling down the corners of her eyes the moment she turned.

Behind him was the tearing cries of the Zhao family, mixed with Zhao Xiangcheng's hysterical curses.

Walking out of Zhao's house, as soon as she got in the car, Zhao Ziling collapsed on her seat without strength.

"Master, I have avenged my mother and myself, but I am not as happy as I imagined, but rather sad." Zhao Ziling hugged Su Xun, muttering to herself.

Su Xun touched her head with his paw: "It will be fine after a while, don't think about it anymore."

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