After Qi Yemo was stunned for a moment, he just widened his eyes, gritted his teeth and walked a few steps in front of the man, and when the man was still panting, he raised his fist and slammed it on the man's face.

His strength was too great, and after the man screamed, he was knocked backwards and retreated several steps, and then fell to the ground.

Qi Yemo's face sank like water at the moment, his cold eyes stared at the person on the ground, he squeaked his fist and walked towards the person step by step.

The man had been beaten to the point that blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he had two teeth inside. He looked at Qi Yemo who was approaching him step by step in horror, as if he was looking at death.

He couldn't care about the pain, gasped for breath, and stretched out a hand that kept shaking.

With blood in his mouth, he said, "Night Ink...... Other...... Don't ......"

As he spoke, the man shifted backwards until his back was covered by a fence and there was no way out.

Qi Yemo didn't listen to him, and continued to approach the man.

As he stood condescendingly in front of the man, he kicked the man again.

Then there was another scream, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

"Qi Feiyuan, what are you secretly doing outside Dad's hospital room today." Qi Yemo's face was calm, and the words in his tone like a doomsday judgment shook Qi Feiyuan's heart.

Qi Feiyuan gasped for two more breaths and said intermittently: "I, I just want to see Dad." ”

"Want to see Dad?" Qi Yemo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly squatted down, "Do you want to see if your father is dead?" ”

Qi Feiyuan waved his hand again and again in horror: "I, I am his son, how can I hope that my father will die." ”

Qi Yemo smiled coldly: "If you don't want to look forward to your father's death, then why did you come two days ago and secretly put a newspaper for your father with the news of your aunt's death?" You should know that Dad and Aunt are not on the surface, but they still care about each other in their hearts. ”

As soon as he mentioned the newspaper, Qi Feiyuan looked confused, and then immediately denied it: "Newspaper, what newspaper are you talking about?" My aunt died, when did it happen? ”

It's just that Qi Feiyuan's acting skills are so clumsy that Qi Yemo doesn't bother to demolish him.

His face slammed close to Qi Feiyuan's face, and his cold eyes stared at Qi Feiyuan's somewhat flickering eyes.

Then he said slowly: "You say it again, did you put the newspaper on Dad's hospital bed?" ”

When the words fell, a cold air swept through Qi Feiyuan's body, and he stammered a little: "I, I don't." ”

Qi Yemo immediately stood up, grabbed Qi Feiyuan's collar tightly with one hand, lifted him up, and then pushed half of his body out of the railing.

This is already a twelve-story roof, although it is not as good as a skyscraper, but the sound of the wind whirring in his ears still makes Qi Feiyuan so frightened that his soul is almost gone.

His hands tightly grasped Qi Yemo's arm, "Yemo, don't ......"

Qi Yemo lowered his head and looked at Qi Feiyuan's already frightened pale face: "Say, didn't you give the newspaper to Dad." ”

Qi Fei's vision was no longer able to deny it, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I put it!" ”

Hearing this, Qi Yemo really wanted to send Qi Feiyuan on the road like this, how could there be such a son who added fuel to the fire when his father was seriously ill.

He then asked Qi Feiyuan: "Say, why are you doing this, don't you know that this may kill your father!" ”