Xiao Shulan was so frightened that her phone almost fell to the ground, and her pale face showed that she could no longer withstand any blows.

Yang Moran glanced at his mother lightly and took the phone from her hand.

He looked at the person on the screen, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "I can give the money at any time." But first, I'm going to see if the old guy lives or dies."

"Yo, isn't this the famous Mr. Yang? You've finally shown up. Don't worry, we're going to give you face."

As he spoke, he found a bracket to fix the phone, and then asked his thugs to take Yang Wu out.

At this time, Yang Wu really didn't suffer any flesh and skin, but his expression was sluggish, like a defeated rooster, drooping his head and not saying a word, not daring to look at the camera at all.

"Mr. Yang, people are here. It is only natural to repay debts. We don't want to make it too difficult for you. As soon as the money arrives, we will send someone to send your father back respectfully."

Yang Moran lowered his eyelids, a smile appeared on his lips, and walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Mo Ran, you can quickly transfer money to them. Look at what your dad looks like...... It must have been a lot of hardships. He's not in good health, and he can't stand the toss."

Xiao Shulan stood anxiously aside, eager to fly to her husband's side immediately.

Yang Moran ignored his mother's words, but slowly lit a cigarette.

"Is he not well? I don't think so. When he arrives at the casino, he can stay out of sight for two days and two nights, which is much stronger than the average young man."

"And over the years, I have helped him pay off his gambling debts again and again, and the amount is higher and higher each time. If this continues, even if I have mountains of gold and silver, I won't be able to play with him." Yang Moran said, looking at his mother.

"Mom, did you say what I said right?"

Xiao Shulan lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes with her fingers.

She also knows what kind of virtue her husband is, but she can't just watch him being beaten to death, right?

"Silently, for the last time...... You believe me, just for the last time. If he gambles again in the future, we will leave him alone, okay?"

On the other end of the "Default ......" screen, Yang Wu also began to feel scared. He pleaded, "Son, I promise, it's really the last time."

Yang Moran laughed twice and spat out a smoke ring.

"Your last time, over and over again, over and over again. How do you make me believe you?"

Xiao Shulan trembled.

When Yang Moran said these words, he was tantamount to making his position clear.

"Have you discussed it with your family of three?"

The people in the casino began to urge, he obviously didn't believe that Yang Moran would really ignore his father, and warned viciously: "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin. I'll ask you again, money, you still haven't paid it back?"

"What do you want if I don't help him?"

"Hmph. Hit!"

At the sound of an order, the three thugs pushed Yang Wu to the ground, punched and kicked him, and Yang Wu wailed and begged for mercy.

"Help...... Stop fighting, kill someone...... Silently, son...... Help me, I'll never gamble again......

Yang Moran was not shocked, and his eyes did not even change in the slightest, looking at all this, it was like a movie, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with him. Look at the book

Xiao Shulan saw her husband being beaten by thugs and became incontinent, tears flowed, trembling and unable to say a word.

She ran to Yang Moran and sat down, grabbed his arm tightly, and pleaded hoarsely.

"Mo Ran, even if he has a thousand mistakes, he is your father after all, you will help him one last time, if he does it again in the future, I will never beg you, okay?"

"No." Yang Moran refused indifferently. "Mom, you have to understand that he is an adult, and he has to take responsibility for his actions."

"All the hardships you have endured over the years have come from his excessive gambling, you have not had enough, I have had enough. He should have known that he couldn't afford to pay it back when he borrowed money to gamble, but why

Why do you want to borrow it?"

"Because he has identified his son, his wife will do his back. This time, I'm going to make him understand. Do what you do, take it upon yourself. Don't say it's 500,000, it's 50 yuan, and I won't give it out."

Yang Moran's face became gloomy.

Xiao Shulan knows this son too well, he has made up his mind.

His words were also clearly heard by the person on the other side of the video. However, they didn't believe that Yang Moran would be so ruthless.

After all, 500,000 is not an astronomical amount for Yang Moran.

"Mr. Yang, in this way, are you sure you won't help your son?"

"You want to kill or chop, or drag out and feed the dogs, whatever." Yang Moran sneered and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

At this time, Yang Wu had already been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

He struggled to crawl towards the camera, his eyes full of pleading and longing.

"It's illegal to kill someone, and we don't do that. However, casinos have casino rules. Since there is no money, leave a hand. What does Mr. Yang think?"

In the face of such intimidation, Yang Moran was completely indifferent.

He spread his hands, then crossed his fingers in front of him, leaning back on the sofa as if watching a good show.

His actions completely angered the other party.

"Okay, I'll see if it's your hard heart, or your hard wrists."

With that, he made a gesture, and his subordinate immediately handed over a machete, which reflected a cold cold light in the light.

The two thugs dragged Yang Wu to the camera and held his hand down.

"Don't ...... Help, son, help me......

Yang Moran snorted disdainfully.

"Silent, you can save your father." Xiao Shulan held on to the last glimmer of hope and knelt down to beg Yang Moran.

"Even if he's wrong, he's your dad after all."

"I'd rather not have such a father."

Yang Moran remembered a lot of past events, not only when he was a child, but also when he was in prison, his parents made all kinds of difficulties for Yin Qianyue.

If it weren't for the purpose of paying off Yang Wu's gambling debts, maybe Yin Qianyue would not be with He Dongchen.

Father is responsible for everything.

"Is Mr. Yang sure it doesn't matter?"

A wicked smile appeared on Yang Moran's gloomy face.

He ignored his mother who was kneeling on the ground, and his father who was dying on the other end, and got up and turned his back to the camera.

Such ruthlessness and determination are terrifying.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, a stream of blood gushed out and splattered on the phone's lens.

Xiao Shulan watched her husband's right hand being chopped off by the thugs, and she fainted in pain.

Her mind went blank, she wanted to say something, her mouth and chest seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

She was so angry that she fainted in front of her eyes.