271 It's a pity that Miss Ben has a pair of shoes
After waiting for a long time, no one spoke. Fang Yishen understood that the entire Chen family was involved.
The old lady is nearly 100 years old, even if she has a strong physique, she can't withstand the constraints of lifespan.
Hearing Fang Yishen's words, the old man closed his eyes deeply.
He knew that sooner or later there would be such a day.
I said. You let them go, and I won't hide it. ”
"Dad." Hearing the old man's words, all the brothers underground were excited.
"Shut up, I'll take responsibility for my mistakes."
In the old man's warning eyes, the children below swallowed the words that came to their lips.
"The drama of licking the calves is really a plus. But Old Chen, Miss Ben is just young, not mentally retarded. There really isn't anything in your body that is worth cooperating. On the contrary, it is the following sons, who are a little more likely. Fang Yishen touched his chin and analyzed seriously: "Don't be angry, it was sixteen years ago when you entered Anning, and at that time, you were no longer worthless. Right?"
Old man Chen was poked, and finally became angry, and his crutches slammed on the ground. I'm about to faint.
"Is your old man going to faint, the doctor we brought is outside, do you want to invite him in." Wei Ning saw that the old lady closed her eyes tightly, and she was about to faint, so she hurriedly reminded her.
The old man was struck by his words, but he was not, not down. He had to reopen his eyes, his red eyes staring at Fang Yishen and Wei Ning, and the fire in his eyes was the same as his eighth son.
Fang Yishen waited for a long time, but still no one said a word, she felt that she was not too kind, and she was talking nonsense to these people.
"Fifteen, take it away and ask, don't leave one." Fang Yishen said as he walked out.
But at the door, he was stopped by the eighth master.
The eighth master also has some skills, although he can run rampant in Anning, but he is also deep above, and it is far behind.
After a few moves, Fang Yishen raised his twelve-centimeter high heels, brushed Chen Baye's well-maintained face, and instantly bled out.
Fifteen heard Fang Yishen's words, twenty black-clothed security guards rushed in together, pressed everyone in the Chen family into the truck, and drove away.
Fang Yishen looked at the blood-stained shoes, raised his foot and threw them into the fire, still unrelieved, and cursed: "It's a pity that Miss Ben has a pair of shoes, which were just changed today." ”
The people of the Chen family were taken to the base of the Red Autumn for interrogation, and Fang Yishen went down the mountain.
In the distance, I saw a car parked at the bottom of the hill and a handsome guy leaning on the body.
Because of the bad mood of dirty shoes, he was instantly cured by a handsome guy in the distance. With a big smile, he rushed down towards the handsome guy.
Jun saw her barefoot, frowned in displeasure, and strode towards her.
He took the man into his arms and said fiercely, "What about the shoes?"
"It's dirty, throw it away." Fang Yishen wrapped his arms around his neck and arched upwards to his usual angle. Ask him: "Did you catch it?"
Jun Yi didn't speak, carefully put her in the back seat, took the medicine box, and concentrated on treating the blood under her feet.
"Sss Fang Yishen didn't feel it just now, but now that he was killed by alcohol, he felt terrible.
"You still know that it hurts, and you don't have a long memory at all." Although Junyi reprimanded on his lips, the movements in his hands were much softer. Lift her feet and blow softly.
After disposing of Fang Yishen's feet, Junyi glared at Wei Ning very unhappily: "Waste." ”
Wei Ning was also very unhappy when he was stared at, and secretly scolded Junyi in his heart: Your wife can rely on me if she is disobedient, waste.
"Idiot, next time you go out, remember to prepare a pair of shoes for your eldest lady."
Wei Ning: ""