The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 3796
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The thin man knew the Qingyun Club well. He had never seen such a ferocious disciple as Ye Fan, and he didn’t think he was from the Qingyun Club.
He gritted his teeth and said, “Why are you wading into the muddy waters of Qingyunhui?”
Ye Fan shook the fish intestine sword and said indifferently: “I am Mrs. Qian’s personal bodyguard, and I am also a descendant of Qingyunhui.”
“It is our duty as Qingyun disciples to share the worries of my wife and serve the Qingyun Society.”
Ye Fan landed loudly: “So for a traitor like you who plotted against Chairman Qian, I will naturally go all out to kill you.”
Qian Xianghuang also echoed: “Yes, this is the bodyguard I just hired not long ago, and he is also a first-level disciple of the Qingyun Society, Tutuluye.”
Ye Fan was speechless for a while, praising his mother, but he didn’t say much in an emergency, lest other Qingyunhui disciples become suspicious.
The thin man gritted his teeth: “No, no, you are not Qingyunhui…”
Ye Fan took a few steps forward and looked at the thin man and said softly: “Whether I am or not is not important at all!”
“The important thing is that you are the murderer behind instigating Yao Xiaowan and Zhao Mengjie to kill President Qian.”
Ye Fan sentenced the thin man to death: “President Qian died because of you, and you should also confess your crime.”
Fahe immediately raised his arms and shouted: “Those who kill the elders will die, die, die, die!”
The thin man’s eyes widened, and he was so angry that blood gushed from his mouth and nose: “You actually know who I am, right?”
Ye Fan smiled lightly: “Isn’t what I just said clear enough? You are the murderer behind the murder of Chairman Qian!”
The thin man managed to say: “How do you know my identity?”
He had already judged that Ye Fan knew his identity, so he killed him as soon as he appeared, without giving him any chance to prepare or expose himself.
Ye Fan chuckled: “No way, Cyclops and I both happened to have watched Zhang Yimou’s movie “Shadow”.”
The skinny man’s face changed greatly and he shouted angrily at Tu Dapeng and the others: “I am real money…”
Before he could finish his words, Ye Fan had already swiped his left hand.
Feeling that his life was threatened, the thin man swallowed back the second half of his words, and at the same time roared and gathered all his strength to retreat.
With a whoosh, the sword light passed in front of him, causing another tear in the thin man’s clothes and an injury on his chest.
“Asshole!”
The thin man fell heavily to the ground, and blood surged from his mouth and nose again. Before he could buffer the pain, he opened his mouth and shouted again: “Kill him, I am the money…”
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan came in front of him again and drew out another sword lightly.
The thin man had to hold back his words again, condensing his last strength and rolling around in panic.
The sword light passed by, and there was another wound on his back.
“Asshole!”
The thin man was dripping with blood, in great pain, and felt more aggrieved than ever before.
He fell to the ground, and when he saw Ye Fan approaching, he suddenly had a hard look in his eyes, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Qian Xianghuang not far away.
The dying blow, fast and hard.
Qian Xianghuang’s eyelids twitched, feeling that he was being attacked by a wild beast. He was about to retreat, but suddenly found that the thin man stopped in mid-air.
The next second, there was a bang, and the thin man was grabbed by Ye Fan’s calf and swung, hitting the wall hard and sliding to the ground.
The thin man groaned, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart, but he had no time to be angry, so he opened his mouth again and shouted:
“Children of Qingyun, help me, I am the real Qian Qing…”
With a flash of sword light, a sword sealed his throat, sealing the skinny man’s self-revealed identity.
The thin man straightened his body, shook his head, and stared at Ye Fan in front of him!
He regretted it very much, why did he pretend to be competitive and show his identity early? He had already taken control of the overall situation and mobilized all the masters and eight thousand disciples to crush Ye Fan.
Now, let alone mobilizing the children of Qingyunhui to kill Ye Fan, he still died bearing the crime of being the murderer behind the scenes. He hated it, he hated it so much.
But the more he hated, the more blood surged, and then his head tilted and he died completely.
Ye Fan shook the fish intestine sword and sighed: “Died so soon? What a pity.”
He wanted to make the thin man suffer a few more times.
“Ah——”
Seeing Ye Fan kill the thin man with one sword, the seven guardians and other Qingyun disciples screamed in surprise, and then stopped abruptly.
Fahe’s eyelids were also twitching. He didn’t expect that the thin man who had just killed everyone would be crushed by Ye Fan. Fortunately, he had the wisdom to let Mantis kill himself.
Qian Xianghuang also sucked in a breath of cold air, then felt relieved and swayed, looking at Mark with a slightly strange look.
“Ah, ah, ah——”
At this time, Tu Dapeng came over, holding the body of the thin man and roaring:
“Asshole, bastard, how did you kill him?”
“Do you know who he is? Do you know who he is?”
Tu Dapeng’s eyes were red, and he wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces with a thousand knives. Others couldn’t recognize the thin man, but he had already identified him.
The thin man is a real money man.
The guy killed by Qian Xianghuang was a puppet substitute.
Tu Dapeng didn’t know why Qian Qingyun used a substitute. Maybe it was to prevent assassination, but he didn’t expect that he would be killed by one of the “Qingyun Society” now.
This also convinced him that the person who rebelled tonight was Qian Xianghuang, and the double on the ground must have been killed by her in order to control the Qingyun Society.
He roared: “If you kill him, you are all guilty of rebellion, and you all deserve to die!”
Fahe wanted to speak with a cold face, but Ye Fan gently waved his hand to stop him.
He looked at Tu Dapeng and smiled lightly: “He is the murderer behind the murder of Chairman Qian. What, right? Then tell me his true identity?”
Qian Xianghuang was even more murderous: “Tu Dapeng, do you know the murderer behind the scenes?”
Tu Dapeng bit his lip and raised his weapon to prepare for Ye Fan to kill and silence him:
“You bastard, you are slandering, he is not the murderer behind the scenes, he is…”
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang and his head shook a few times.
A sharp pain not only suppressed Tu Dapeng’s words, but also caused his head to bleed.
He turned around with difficulty and found that Fahe had hit himself with the inner pot of the rice cooker.
He gritted his teeth: “Fahe, you…”
“Obstacle! Die!”
Fahe hit the rice cooker’s inner pot again.
This time, the force was even greater than before. Tu Dapeng not only fell to the ground on the spot, but his skull was also cracked.
Tu Dapeng stared at Fahe and said sadly: “You…you…”
He never dreamed that not only Qian Xianghuang would rebel, but also entrepreneurial backbones like Fa He would also break away from Qian Qingyun.
Bufahe’s face didn’t show too much emotion. He took the rice cooker’s inner pot and swung it mercilessly:
“Dang!”
“What are you? Tu Dapeng, I have received news that One-Eyed Dragon regards you as a brother, but you betrayed him to the police and killed him. Shouldn’t I kill you?”
“Dang!”
“Tu Dapeng, Chairman Qian and Mrs. Qian treat you well, but you colluded with the murderer behind the scenes to rebel. Shouldn’t you be killed?”
“Dang!”
“Tu Dapeng, you instigated Yao Xiaowan and Zhao Mengjie to assassinate Chairman Qian, and even framed Mrs. Qian as the fault. Shouldn’t you be killed?”
“Dang!”
“The Twelve Phantom Gunmen are brothers and sisters with you, but you kill them without mercy. Shouldn’t they kill you?”
“Dang!”
“Yao Xiaowan and the murderers behind the scenes were killed by Mrs. Qian’s gold-medal bodyguards. You jumped over the wall and attacked in a sneak attack. Shouldn’t I kill you?”
“Dang!”
While Fahe announced Tu Dapeng’s crime to the Qingyunhui disciples who rushed over, he kept hitting Tu Dapeng’s head with the rice cooker liner.
While Tu Dapeng held his head and tried his best to save his life, he looked at the seven guardians beside him and shouted:
“Hurry…stop Fahe…they are the real traitors!”
“Why are you just standing there…save me quickly, we are good brothers.”
Tu Dapeng became more and more angry: “We agreed to live and die together, and agreed to deal with the outside world in unison, but we are tired of cutting wood.”
However, his roar did not bring help from the seven guardians. Instead, the seven of them took a few steps back, as if they did not want to get involved with Tu Dapeng.
After all the fighting, Tu Dapeng was not only bloody and bloody, but also had only one breath left.
“Fahe, that’s enough!”
Seeing Tu Dapeng dying, Qian Xianghuang gently waved his hand to stop him. She wanted the hands of the seven guardians to be stained with her own blood.
So she took out the Qingyun Order, looked at the seven guardians and shouted:
“Seven elders, Tu Dapeng intends to rebel and kill President Qian!”
She gave an order: “I order you to kill Tu Dapeng on the spot!”
The seven guardians glanced at Ye Fan, and then all knelt down: “The seven elders will listen to the president’s instructions!”
The next second, seven weapons pierced Tu Dapeng’s vitals together…
“Ah!”
Tu Dapeng’s body trembled, his hands and feet spread out, like an empty snakeskin bag lying on the ground.
With only a ray of life left, his eyes stared at the seven guardians who used to be brothers and sisters.
Familiar faces now become extremely strange, even a little indifferent.
Although he did not completely tell that the thin man was the real Qian Qingyun and not the murderer behind the scenes, he could definitely tell the clues based on the experience of the seven guardians.
Unexpectedly, the seven guardians not only refused to help him or give the real Qian Qingyun justice, but also took action to send him to his final destination.
He was very unwilling and roared silently: “Why? Why?”
Ye Fan walked slowly to Tu Dapeng and seemed to hear his shout. Feng Qingyun smiled lightly:
“You’re a veteran, can’t you figure this out?”
He said softly: “In this world, they always help whoever wins!”
Whoever wins, who do they help?Tu Dapeng’s pupils opened, then his head tilted, and he lost his vitality.
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