Sun Chenggang's face changed slightly.

Ye Qingsoul chuckled: "Don't worry, this is not Yang Beicheng's blood, you killed him with your hands and feet." Of course, it's not you who comes to the Great Aunt. ”

"This is the mark I left on the murderer after I broke off Lin Rushuang's lipstick. If you are not the murderer, why is this mark on you?"

Hearing this, Sun Chenggang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Could it be that what he did just now was really seen by this kid?

With his skills, none of these people present should be able to find out.

Lin Rushuang's face was also dark, and she couldn't wait to punch Ye Qingsoul.

It's not good for you to smash people with anything, you have to take lipstick, don't you know that lipstick is a woman's life?

At this time, a woman spoke: "Yes, this is indeed a lipstick mark, and it is a Dior 999, I recognize this color." ”

The scales of victory tilted towards Ye Qingsoul at once, and many people looked at Sun Chenggang with obvious suspicion in their eyes.

The national character face took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said: "If you really kill Mr. Yang, then I will definitely let you pay for your life!"

It can be seen that he must have a good relationship with Yang Beicheng.

Sun Chenggang glared at him coldly, but did not answer his words.

Ye Qingsoul struck while the iron was hot, and said: "That half of the lipstick should still be near Yang Beicheng's seat, you can go over and look for it, and you will know if I am lying." ”

Hearing his words, several people immediately walked to Yang Beicheng's seat, and sure enough, a moment later, half of the deformed lipstick remains were found.

The evidence was ironclad, and the expressions of many people immediately became unkind.

In particular, some officials, such a big thing happened tonight, they can't cover it at all, and if it spreads, they will also be greatly affected.

Seeing that the situation suddenly reversed, Sun Chenggang trembled with anger, stretched his hands back and forth, and then clenched them again.

Those who knew him well knew that it was a precursor to his imminent wrath.

"What can a mere lipstick prove? Lao Tzu wants to see how bold you are to dare to frame Lao Tzu like this!"

Sun Chenggang rolled up his sleeves in annoyance and smiled, and walked towards Ye Qingsoul with a cruel smile.

A conflict is about to break out.

At this time, the eldest grandson Wuji suddenly spoke: "Old Sun, how many times have I told you, stay away from those women who are not careful. Didn't the mark on your butt leave by the princess in the KTV before we left? Why did it become the mark of the murderer?"

As soon as the eldest grandson Wuji spoke, Sun Chenggang suddenly calmed down, recalled his previous plan, and hurriedly got off the donkey, and said with a red face: "The young master has taught me a lesson, I am a lot older, and I didn't want to mention this kind of thing again, but who knows that this kid is spewing blood, I think he must be uneasy and kind!"

Sun Chenggang and eldest grandson Wuji sang and harmonized, and suddenly dispelled the suspicions of many people.

The eldest grandson Wuji snorted coldly again, and scolded: "I think you will die on a woman's belly sooner or later!"

"It doesn't matter where I die, but I think this kid has a big problem, if he killed Mr. Yang, I will definitely let him pay for Mr. Yang's life on the spot today!" Sun Chenggang sneered and said ruthlessly.

When many people heard this, they were much less suspicious of him, and the gaze of the man with the national character face softened a lot at once.

"Boss, I found this under this kid's seat!"

Suddenly, an exclamation rang out.

Everyone was originally around Yang Beicheng, but at this moment, they all looked back, and immediately saw a bodyguard, holding a blood-stained sharp knife in his hand, standing in front of Ye Qingsoul's seat.

Ye Qingsoul's face suddenly sank.

But Sun Chenggang's eyes lit up suddenly, he walked over in three steps and two steps, took the sharp knife and glanced at it, and immediately sneered.

"Wow, Lao Tzu suspected that you had a problem from the beginning, and now it seems that I am really right! Can you explain to me what is going on with this knife?" Sun Chenggang asked in a cold voice.

Ye Qingsoul's expression remained unchanged.

From the moment this knife appeared, he had already understood that this so-called charity party was simply a game against himself.

Yang Beicheng can be regarded as the unlucky victim......

"You get out of the way a little bit, don't worry, it'll be fine. Ye Qingsoul first whispered to Lin Rushuang.

"What's the matter? I think you should know better than I do, right? You killed someone, and then hid the murder weapon under my seat, thinking that this would frame me?" Ye Qingsoul said lightly, his expression calm.

"Boy, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, the murder weapons have been found, and you still don't admit it?

Sun Chenggang twisted his neck, snapped, and threw off the gloves on his hands.

A pair of fleshy palms that were as red as blood were suddenly exposed to everyone's sight.

Looking at these palms, Ye Qingsoul frowned.

For some reason, these palms actually brought him a sense of danger.

Of course, it was only a little dangerous, and it was far from the level that he feared.

"Yo, it's okay to have a red piece on your buttocks, how can your two hands be the same as ripe prawns?" I said that you are old, what you are smearing on your hands should be the lipstick of the KTV princesses, right?" Ye Qingsoul chuckled lightly and teased.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!"

This pair of bloody hands has always been Sun Chenggang's proudest killing weapon, but at this moment, he was so insulted by Ye Qingsoul, he was even furious, and rushed towards Ye Qingsoul like a gust of wind.

Rumble!

Before the people arrived, the palm wind came first.

A faint smell of blood permeated.

Smelling this smell of blood, Ye Qingsoul was even more sure that this guy was a murderer.

There was a light flash under his feet, and he immediately dodged the enveloping range of Sun Chenggang's palm.

Rumble!

missed the blow, but the seat behind Ye Qingsoul was unlucky, and it exploded directly into pieces and shot out in all directions.

Everyone screamed and ducked.

"It's pretty fast, let's see how long you can hide!"

Sun Chenggang licked his lips and felt his eyebrows raised.

"Cut!"

Ye Qingsoul shook his head disdainfully.

This guy, in addition to the fact that the pair of fleshy palms is more powerful, his body style, speed, etc., are miserable in his opinion, and he dares to speak out.

He was about to teach this old thing a lesson, when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Beicheng's fingers twitch slightly.

"Yang Beicheng is not dead?"

Ye Qingsoul was worried that he had read it wrong, so he watched it again.

I saw that Yang Beicheng's little thumb twitched again, but no one else saw it except him.

"Wait!"

He hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately Sun Chenggang didn't seem to hear it, and slashed it at him with a palm on the head.

"Didn't you hear you?"

Ye Qingsoul was impatient for a while, and directly raised his foot, kicking this guy away with a lightning kick.