"The surname is Zhao!"

"I don't know how you came out, but since you're here today, it's the year's account."

"Someone!"

Wu Bingqiang shouted at the top of his voice.

But no one came.

When the security guard was already blocking Zhao Shanhe from asking for an invitation, he was beaten and couldn't stand up.

Bang!

Zhao Shanhe kicked him off the stage and scanned the audience, ready to look for Li Bing's figure, but he didn't find it.

The audience screamed in panic.

Wu Bingqiang's father, Wu Zhaokun and Wang Li, all ran over and helped him up.

"Where is Li Bing?" Zhao Shanhe's cold gaze fell on Wang Li's face.

"He, he went to the provincial capital, no, didn't come." Wang Li was a little afraid of his gaze.

"Zhao Shanhe, you escaped by turning yourself in and hiding in prison, but today you are here, don't think about leaving." Wu Zhaokun said, then took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

Zhao Shanhe ignored him, but looked at Wang Li and said coldly: "If you are forced, I can ......"

Wang Li roared angrily: "Zhao Shanhe, you are enough, it will be over between us from the moment you are imprisoned, we are not people of the same world, and you can't give me the quality of life I want." ”

"If you love me, you should bless me."

"If you come to make trouble, then I advise you to leave, this is not a place where you can go wild."

"My mom died, you know?"

Zhao Shanhe's voice trembled, and mist appeared in his eyes.

Her words pierced his heart like a knife, and his last little expectation of Wang Li was gone.

Wang Li was stunned for two seconds, she didn't know about it.

No wonder Zhao Shanhe is wearing a filial piety shirt.

But what if she knew?

"She, she's not my mother, I don't have an obligation to care about her."

Zhao Shanhe glared at Wang Li and said angrily: "You promised me to take care of my mother, and all my monthly salary in it was put into your card, just to relieve your pressure." ”

"But how do you do it?"

Zhao Shanhe roared excitedly: "When your mother died, I secretly borrowed money from the cemetery to give you. But how many times have you seen my mother? My mother died at home for seven days and no one knew. ”

"I went to prison to protect you, but you ended up marrying the same scoundrel you were back then."

"Wang Li, you are not as good as Li Bing's pig dog!"

Zhao Shanhe's voice came into the ears of every guest.

They didn't expect the relationship between this man and the bride and groom to be so complicated.

It's enough to write a novel.

Wang Li was scolded so red-faced, she wanted to cut Zhao Shanhe with a thousand knives, but she didn't know what to refute.

Wu Bingqiang clutched his stomach and shouted with a hideous face: "Dog mongrel, I will kill you." ”

"Don't be impulsive, your Uncle Liu will come down right away." Wu Zhaokun immediately grabbed his son.

"Wu Zhaokun, you are just this one son, right?" Zhao Shanhe asked.

"You, what do you want to do?" Wu Zhaokun subconsciously blocked in front of his son, and a large amount of fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I said, I wish Wu Shao extinction."

Zhao Shanhe walked towards the stage step by step with murderous spirits.

Wang Li hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him and shouted, "The surname is Zhao, don't go too far?" ”

Syllable!

Zhao Shanhe knocked her to the ground with a mouthful, and said coldly: "Your account, go back and settle it." ”

Since she betrayed voluntarily, it also cut off the last trace of obsession in his heart.

Wang Li sat on the ground covering her face, looking at Zhao Shanhe in disbelief, panicked.

Zhao Shanhe asked as he walked: "Wu Bingqiang, you are the one who makes my mother have nowhere to work, right?" ”

Wu Bingqiang red-eyed and said, "What if it's me?" Wait for my Uncle Liu to come down and kill you. ”

"Shut up!" Wu Zhaokun scolded his son.

"My mother is seriously ill and there is no hospital to dare to receive treatment, this is your order, right?"

"It's still me, I'm going to let you live in pain and remorse, this is the price you pay for hurting Young Master Ben."

"Just admit it!"

Zhao Shanhe kicked Wu Zhaokun away, stared at Wu Bingqiang and said: "Killing you is cheaper for you, you have killed my mother's life, I will take the lives of the children and grandchildren of the Wu family, take the incense inheritance of your Wu family, and repay you if you can't be a man for the rest of your life, I will let you live in pain and regret for the rest of your life." ”

As soon as the words fell, three ten-centimeter-long flying knives flew towards him in an instant.

Zhao Shanhe turned to one side, and three flying knives flew three millimeters away from the tip of his nose, and only stopped when they sank into the wall behind him.

"Young people have two hits, but this alone seems to be not enough!"

At the moment when Wu Zhaokun and Wu Bingqiang's bodies were trembling, a man in his forties walked in outside the banquet hall, the man was wearing a gown, holding a teapot in his hand, and he looked no different from the uncle on the street.

Most people can't tell that he will be a master.

"Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu, you are here, if you don't come again, my father and I will be beaten to death by him." Wu Bingqiang immediately ran to Liu Dalong's side to complain.

"Lao Liu, I'm sorry for you."

Wu Zhaokun got up from the ground, and then said to the guests: "Wu is very grateful to you for coming to cheer for Xiao'er today, but Wu has to deal with some personal matters now, and please leave first, and invite you to a banquet another day." ”

Wu Zhaokun asked the staff to turn off the surveillance, as long as everyone left, even if he killed Zhao Shanhe, it would be fine.

The guests did not stay much, and they all rushed to leave the scene, for fear of being affected.

A beautiful woman in a short skirt and short hair glanced at Zhao Shanhe meaningfully, and then turned to leave.

After everyone was gone, Zhao Shanhe sneered: "Actually, you really shouldn't let them go." ”

Liu Dalong squinted his eyes and said, "If they don't leave, how can I kill you?" ”

"If you just do these two times, then you can't save them, I remember you, you were the one who saved Wu Bingqiang in the first place."

Zhao Shanhe slammed his fist and went straight to his head.

"Dog mongrel, my Uncle Liu is the younger brother of martial arts master Liu Sandao, you are dead!" Wu Bingqiang roared enthusiastically.

Wang Li's eyes also flashed a hint of ruthlessness, "Zhao Shanhe, you can go with confidence, I will pick a piece of feng shui treasure land for you." ”

The four words of Feng Shui treasure land were shouted by her very seriously.

Zhao Shanhe was like a thorn in her heart in her life.

Only when he dies will this thorn disappear completely......