If you want to take Song Chengfeng to court, the first step is to go to the police to file a case.

Although the Xia family has a lot of energy in the police, they don't dare to cover the sky with one hand. In such a big case, not to mention that we still have evidence in our hands, we should not be able to block it.

After all, the influence of various media should not be underestimated, and once they maliciously do not file a case, it is not a joke to poke this matter out.

With the wisdom of the Xia family, they shouldn't do such a stupid thing of moving a stone to shoot themselves in the foot.

It's just that when someone came forward to go to the police, the Peng family fell into silence.

Zhu Yunxiao was the first to speak, and looked at me with great calmness and sincerity: "Lin Fei, you should understand, I can't come out in this matter." ”

I smiled wryly and nodded, indicating understanding.

After all, Zhu Yunxiao not only represents himself, but also has to take into account the huge Zhu family behind him - imagine that Zhu Yunxiao stood up and openly opposed Song Chengfeng, and even wanted to kill him, how much would the Song family hate her and how much would they hate the Zhu family?

Once the two families start a war, it is definitely not child's play.

Thinking about Luo Shuxian, who was once in the Luo family, he understands that although the situation did not develop in the worst direction, he also lost Lin Kunpeng. And the status of the Luo family plummeted, and they were almost marginalized.

And what a heavy price the Zhu family and the Luo family have paid, perhaps only they know it.

Yu Caiwei looked at me with a complicated expression, looking like she wanted to say something.

I didn't wait for her to speak, and immediately smiled "sensibly": "Aunt Yu, Aunt Zhu, I won't bother you about this matter." ”

"Leave it to me. ”

Alas, I have to come to eradicate the enemy, and I have to come to carry the black pot to make the Song family hold a grudge.

Heart-piercing.

But then again, if it weren't for my value in this way, how could the three women of the Peng family enshrine me as a supreme?

After the three women of the Peng family left, I had a discussion with Little Pudding.

The main question is the source of evidence. Needless to say, the police had to be given an explanation as to where such evidence came from.

I repeatedly warned Little Pudding that if he didn't want to be implicated and identified as Nie Qilin's accomplice, he would have to bite to death and not know anything about what he was doing.

As for how the evidence came about, it can be excused that it was only after Nie Qilin's death that such a USB flash drive was discovered.

Little Pudding nodded in approval, then looked at me with an obscure expression.

She clenched her fists and released them, gritted her teeth and released them, and I couldn't laugh or cry when I saw it.

"Do you want to ask, obviously we are enemies, why do I still think about you, instead of wishing that you and Song Chengfeng would die together?" I smiled and spoke, causing Little Pudding to look at me in shock.

Maybe it was because of being debunked, Little Pudding looked quite uneasy, and took a step back: "How do you know?"

I sighed softly and said softly, "The child's thoughts are written on his face, it's so easy to guess." ”

The little pudding had a stiff neck, and said a little angrily: "I'm not a child, I'm twenty-six years old!"

I, Nima—

Older than me?!

I smiled wryly and nodded, and didn't sing against her: "Yes, yes, you're an adult." ”

Although I said so, I still regarded her as a child in my heart.

Little Pudding didn't hold back after all, hesitated and pin his head to the side, and asked abruptly, "Why?"

I looked at her, a little uncertain, "Are you asking me?"

Little Pudding still tilted his head away from me, and nodded angrily.

"Because I promised Nie Qilin, and because you helped me deal with Song Chengfeng, is the reason enough?" I didn't look back at the little pudding, but quickly attacked the wooden stake like a storm.

Quickly find the bridge and attack, and the Wing Chun wooden stake was hit by me so that it "banged" and kept sounding.

If you refer to the movie "Ip Man", you will find that my hands, legs, steps, and body movements are almost the same as in the movie.

is not a showpiece for filming, but a real burst of energy.

I didn't look back and didn't know the expression of the little pudding, I just felt that her tone was a little stubborn: "Don't think that if you are hypocritical to me, I won't hate you!"

I smiled and didn't speak.

In fact, there is another reason why I let go of the little pudding is too real to say.

Because she can't pose a threat, she can't do anything to me.

Suppose Little Pudding is a master and is determined to kill me and Zhong Tianya to avenge Nie Qilin, then she... Can't stay.

Our Lady with a soft heart can't walk to my place.

The little pudding had a feeling that he was unhappy with me, but he couldn't kill me, so he sneered behind me: "What kind of wooden stake, I haven't been familiar with finding bridges at such an age, and I'm embarrassed to practice martial arts?"

Instead of being struck, I asked her, "Do you know how long I've been studying?"

Little Pudding asked unconvinced: "How long? Seven years, five years? Is it only three years?"

I was dumbfounded for a while, and then gave the real answer: "Less than a year." ”

After a long silence, it was the embarrassed voice of the little pudding: "Big liar, can you practice to find the bridge in less than a year?!"

"What kind of genius do you think you are?"

I didn't mean to argue with her, I just smiled and didn't speak.

Little Pudding didn't give up on the idea of hitting me, sneering that I bragged about not playing drafts. What else do you say, at my level, if Nie Qilin is directly confronted with me, even if his eyes are blind, he can kill me in one fell swoop.

I can't deny that, after all, I've seen that guy's knife drawing technique.

Especially the backhand slash of "Yan Hui", which can kill the enemy instantly from an inconceivably bizarre angle.

If Nie Qilin had made this move earlier, maybe Zhong Tianya would have been killed in an instant if he was caught off guard.

But he didn't.

Therefore, it can basically be inferred that Nie Qilin only comprehended this trick in the realm of near death. Whether it is a flash of inspiration, an initiation, or a great feeling between life and death, in short, it is fortunate that this knife did not fall on me and Zhong Tianya.

Little Pudding began to disagree with me quite badly, and gradually his voice became low and weak, revealing a little weakness and exhaustion.

I sensed something was wrong, so I turned my head to look over.

Only then did she find her nestled on the sofa, her face flushed, and she looked lethargic and her eyelids heavy.

I stepped forward with a frown and probed her forehead.

Boiling hot.

It seems that it has been raining heavily for so long today and I have a fever.

"Little girl, it's really worrying. I sighed, went to boil water, and dipped a towel in cold water to cool her forehead and wrists.

After feeding Pudding cold medicine, I carried her to an empty room and lay down.

I was about to leave when I was grabbed by the wrist by the little pudding.

She was dazed, her eyes didn't open, but she was crying and muttering: "Brother Qilin, don't go, don't go······"

"We don't do bad things, we don't buy a car and a house, and we don't want to spend all the money in a lifetime, don't you want to die, okay?"

"We have so much money, filial piety to Lord Yama, let him let you come back, okay?"

Little Pudding was almost pleading, weeping, and curled up into a pitiful mass.

It's a bit like a puppy sleeping in a grass nest in the countryside.

I sighed inaudibly, and instead of pulling out my arm, I moved over the stool next to me and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Perhaps, a masculine person with a tiger in his heart should also have a feminine side of sniffing roses.

"Just let her hold for a while. ”

"Just for a moment. ”