Chapter 79: Madness on the Eve of Parting 9

The green tendons on the old man's forehead became more obvious, and his thin hands began to tremble.

"Oh, I think you must know it all right...... All of this is in exchange for your daughter's body......"

Qiao Dalin hissed: "Wheat, where is wheat, what did you do to my daughter? She is innocent, she was not born at that time, it is not my wheat business, you are not allowed to hurt her......"

"Mr. Qiao, don't get excited...... his hands lightly put on the old man's shoulders, stopping his excitement, and understated, "You think that Qiao Mai has already married Jiang and his party, and with the Jiang family's big backer, you are at ease and enjoying such a luxurious ward, right?"

"Wheat...... What the hell have you done with the wheat?"

"Don't you think it's strange that your daughter hasn't come to see you for so long?"

Of course, the old man has strange things, Mai visited the hospital almost every day before marriage, asked for warmth, took care of him, and took care of him, which was better than the best daughter in the world. However, since the day he received his marriage license, he has not been seen again. After not coming for such a long time, despite talking on the phone every day, he has never been at peace in his heart. The poor old man, his eyes showed a look more fearful than death, his lips were crooked, he couldn't speak, he just pointed at him with his finger, trembling: "You...... You ......"

"On the day your daughter just got her marriage certificate, she accidentally got into my bed, and was caught by the Jiang family, and she became a cousin without even stepping into the door of the Jiang family. She had already divorced Jiang and his party, and was kicked out by the Jiang family, penniless, and the old lady of the Jiang family swore in public that she would break her leg if she dared to come to the door half a step further......"

The old man blocked his throat in one breath and almost fainted on the spot.

However, Yi Xiangxi didn't have any pity at all, just looked at this man who was in his last years and was terminally ill, his face was blue and dying, but his voice was even more cruel and ruthless: "It's me! I bought your daughter with money! She became my plaything! Qiao Dalin, everything you enjoy now is all ......in exchange for your daughter's body."

The old man looked at him blankly, but he didn't reply, the frightened look on his face became deeper and deeper, and there was a faint breath of death: "I know...... Liang Zhenhua came to ask for his life...... Sooner or later, he'll come to me for his life......"

The young man laughed.

"It turns out that you Qiao Dalin also had a time when he was afraid? Back then, you entangled a gang of gangsters to beat my father to death for a box of gold bars, and drove my mother crazy, didn't you think that there would be today's retribution?"

"Your father??...... Are you Leung Chun-wah's son?"

"You know how my father died, right? He was locked up in a dark room, starved for half a month, beaten for half a month, his whole body was swollen, swollen and disappeared, and he was swollen and swollen, and there was not a piece of good meat on his body...... Then, someone cut his throat with a tile and slowly died...... It is said that when he died, there was not even a trace of blood left on his body...... This pain...... Alas, this pain...... Even if you have a terminal illness, how can you compare to such pain?"

Tiles are blunt instruments.

Just imagine, if you use such a blunt instrument to cut people's throats, you can't die for a while, you can only watch the blood flow and die of pain.

The fear in Qiao Dalin's eyes became deeper and deeper, and his hands that were as thin as claws trembled even more.