The Dishonest Son and The ‘Ghost’ Doctor Mother

   "Master, shall we go in?" Peng Ying frowned, looking at the slightly shabby and shabby house in front of him, a little embarrassed.

  Ye Xiu Du's eyes glanced around the house quickly, and after a long while, he waved, "Go and look behind the house."

  The three people quickly walked around the corner of the wall to the other side. This side was just a small adobe house. Judging from the blackened oil on the wall, it was like a stove kitchen.

  Peng Ying stepped forward, grabbed the frame of the window with both hands, and with a slight effort, he unloaded the entire wooden window.

   Afterwards, without a word, he rushed in through the window, and Ye Xiudu and Hongye followed closely behind.

  The courtyard is not big. The three of them walked for a while, and suddenly heard a few very small sounds. Ye Xiu raised his hand alone, and the two people behind him stopped.

   After a while, Ah Fu’s gloomy voice came from inside, "You can't blame me, if you blame, you can only blame your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint female voice immediately sounded, with a trace of tremor, as if she was extremely frightened, "Master Fu, Master Fu, you go around us, we are just two orphans and widows. What threats you, please, please."

   "That's not okay. In this world, only the dead will not pose any threat, so you should follow your husband to die."

  Fu Ye's voice was gloomy, with a hint of bloodthirsty, as if the assassin would be hurt and sent to death in the next moment.

The woman's body amused even more, and her whole body seemed to have been washed by ice water, with an unstoppable tremor, "Fu Lord, we will go, we will leave here. Please, my son is still young. , He is still young."

"It's not too small, look at his eyes. Tsk tsk, so fierce. If I keep his life, he will come back to avenge his father in the future. I don't have that kind of compassion, and I will come back to settle the accounts after he gets better. . However, if you have any last words, you might as well tell me, maybe I can finish it for you."

"Bah..." A fourteen or five-year-old boy beside the woman suddenly slobbed at him, shouting with a ferocious expression, "You murderer, you killed my dad, I won't let it go. Yours, no ghosts will let you go."

Fu Ye's expression changed suddenly, and he stepped forward and kicked his heart and crushed it twice, "Things that do not live or die, your father is useless, greedy for money, even a little bit of trivial things. Can't do it well. If he does things as I tell him, I won't kill him, maybe he will reunite your family. Boy, if you are smarter, you should kneel down and beg me for mercy, maybe I I can also reward your mother with two coffins. Otherwise, if I kill you, I will throw them directly to the mass graves, so that the wild wolves and wild dogs will chew their bones."

  Ye Xiu outside the window hooked her lips alone. It was very good, and everything that should be said was almost done.

  He raised his hand slightly, Peng Ying nodded, his eyes gleaming slightly.

  Fu in the room seemed to be a little mad, crushing the boy's feet harder and harder.

The woman on the side turned pale with fright, and hurriedly hugged his leg, trying to move aside, "Fu Ye, I beg you, let my son go, let my son go, I will kowtow to you, I beg for mercy, I Please."

  Afohaha laughed and looked at the woman who was kneeling and begging for mercy in front of him. She seemed very excited and proud. The feeling of stomping people under his feet made him a little bit forgetful.

  Ye Xiu squinted his eyes alone. This Afushi has been a slave for many years, and only then would he want to humiliate others to show his superiority. Like many people who have been slaves for a lifetime, his heart is distorted.

  Hong Ye squeezed his fists, this bastard, what is bullying of women and children? If he wants to kill him, he can just kill him. Why should he torture and humiliate others like this?

  Perhaps it was enough, Ah Fu retracted his foot and exhaled contentedly. Looking at the blushing young man who was coughing and coughing, and the woman who knelt on the ground and knocked her head to the side, she vomited out inexplicably vicious anger.

  Back then, he also knelt in front of the imperial concubine Meng and the seventh prince, begging them to forgive the woman he loved. However, Concubine Meng ignored his years of loyalty and devotion, regardless of his tears, knelt on the ground and kowtow, causing people to directly behead his woman.

  Now, he is free from slavery, left the courtyard of the Seventh Prince and hibernated for so many years, and finally was able to take revenge. He wanted Concubine Meng to ruin her reputation, let her two sons kill each other, and let her have a taste of his unhappy feelings.

  As soon as Ah Fu thought of this, the hatred in his heart surged even more.

  The faces of the woman and the young man in front of him were constantly blurred, as if they had become the appearance of the Concubine Meng and the Seventh Prince. He kicked the woman fiercely, and smiled, "You have today, and you have today, hahaha."

  The young man was relieved, his chest was not so uncomfortable anymore. When I looked back, I saw my mother being kicked to the ground, her body curled up into a ball, her eyes burst red at the moment, and she said angrily, "You beast, I'm fighting with you, and I want to avenge my father."

  As he said, he rushed forward and hugged Ah Fu's feet before hitting the wall behind him.

Although Ah Fu has the martial arts foundation, he can't stand the sudden and violent exertion of the young man. In addition, he was injured by the board yesterday. After such a hit, his face instantly twisted, his painful teeth grinning and cursing, "You this Something that doesn't live or die."

  As soon as he got angry, he suddenly raised his hand and wanted to throw the boy out.

  The tearful woman's eyes widened in horror. With such a forceful flick, she was afraid that her son's life would be lost in Ah Fu's hands.

  The woman wanted to get up and stop, but when she moved, the place where Ah Fu was kicked made her faint with pain.

  The young man flew out, but a figure quickly rushed into the window, and one turned and hugged the young man's waist and settled firmly.

   followed closely, and two more figures swept in one after another.

  The woman stayed for a while, Peng Ying had already put the pale-faced teenager down on the ground, "How are you?"

  The young man was stunned for a moment, looking at the sudden appearance of a few people, he was dizzy for a moment. But soon, he knew that this man was a man of great martial arts and could save lives.

  Thinking about it, the boy has pulled Peng Ying’s sleeves, as if grabbing a straw, "Help, that man wants to kill us, this righteous man, save us."

  Before he finished speaking, the door to the side of the room was pushed aside from the outside. After that, two large, one small and three figures came in.

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