Chapter 158 Is this meat delicious?

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Kill him, kill him.

Liu Shirui couldn't hold it back any longer, and she pounced directly on him.

He kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

kill him.

"puff!"

The dagger in his hand was inserted directly into Zhou Wenbin's heart without fail.

Zhou Wenbin's mouth was splattered with blood. His eyes finally looked at Liu Shirui, with anger and a hint of relief.

After a moment, Zhou Wenbin slowly closed his eyes.

At this point, he had no qualifications or chance to say anything more.

In the end, he fell into the arms of the woman he once loved most and died in her hands.

Liu Shirui didn't come back to her senses until the blood spurted from her chest was poured on her face.

Seeing Zhou Wenbin who had died, Liu Shirui dropped the dagger in his hand in surprise and froze on the spot.

"what did I do.

I killed Zhou Lang with my own hands.

No, this is not true. "

At this moment, she finally shouted again.

But Zhang Yuhang on the side laughed wildly.

Tears of laughter almost came out.

It's so fucking enjoyable.

Everything you suffered in the last life has finally been punished on you.

He was very satisfied with this result, very satisfied.

After laughing, Zhang Yuhang didn't even look at Liu Shirui on the side, and just said to Bai Zhan: "Now, take her back to Supervisor Tiansi."

"promise!"

Bai Zhan left with the extremely collapsed Liu Shirui. As for Zhang Yuhang, he focused on Liu Ziheng, who was completely dead.

Is this the end?

It seems, it's not enough.

An hour later, Zhang Yuhang left here again.

Behind him, Yi Tian led people to remove all traces here. In a few days, new people will move in. Before long, no matter how many traces there are, they will be completely covered by the breath of life.

No one knows what happened here.

At noon, the sun is extremely hot today.

It seems to be saying goodbye to the coming cold winter.

Supervisor Tiansi still barely sees Wang Lei and Chu Yun.

Everyone is busy arresting people, killing people, and ransacking homes.

Only the Xingyong Hou Mansion was left, as if it had been forgotten and no one cared about it for a long time.

Inside the prison.

The old lady's face was full of vicissitudes of life, and she sat in the prison, listless for a long time.

"Creak!"

With the sound of the prison being opened not far away, there seemed to be some fluctuations in her eyes.

Zhang Yuhang came to the old lady again with a lunch box in his hand.

He looked at the old lady slowly as if nothing had happened.

He said gently: "Old lady, although there is a lot of turmoil between us, you are still an elder after all. Let me come to see you."

"snort!"

The old lady didn't show favor to Zhang Yuhang at all. She turned her head and didn't even look at him.

Zhang Yuhang is not angry either. He is an old man and has a bad temper.

While he was placing the meal he had prepared in front of the old lady, there was rice, vegetables, and meat.

It was very rich, but the old lady still didn't even look at it.

"Don't be angry. I've been through so much and I haven't lost my temper with you, so why are you angry?

Besides, even if I hate you, after all, I once had such a deep relationship with the Hou Mansion. Don't worry, no matter what, I will leave some spark for the Hou Mansion.

Although I despise Liu Ziheng, he is a bloodline of the Hou family after all, and I will try my best to save his life. "

When she heard about Liu Ziheng's safety, she couldn't hold back anymore. At her age, to be honest, she didn't care about her life or death, so what if she died.

But the Liu family couldn't cut off the inheritance here, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain to the Liu family's ancestors in the future when she went under Jiuquan.

"Really? Are you really going to let Zi Heng survive?"

Zhang Yuhang said: "After all, he is a child, and he has called me foster father so many times. I cannot give him glory and wealth in the rest of his life, but it is still okay to let him live well."

"Thank you, thank you."

In order to preserve a trace of the Liu family's blood, she was completely dizzy at this moment, and she was actually grateful to Zhang Yuhang, the culprit.

Zhang Yuhang pointed to the wine and meat he had prepared, and said: "Whether it's hate or resentment, with the collapse of the Hou Mansion, everything will turn into a wisp of breeze blowing by.

It's over, let it go. "

Then he looked at the languid look on the old lady's face at the moment, and said: "Seeing your appearance now, I actually regret it a bit. Let's do this. You have a good meal first, and I will bring Liu Ziheng over to see you later. After sending him away, I can still have room to operate while the Hou Mansion has not yet been formally sentenced."

"Uh-huh."

The old lady just nodded crazily at this moment.

As she spoke, she picked up the food and wine on the floor and started eating. She was content to be able to see her grandson again before she died.

Seeing her eating happily, Zhang Yuhang sat not far from her and asked, "Is this wine good?"

"Delicious."

"Is this meat delicious?"

"tasty."

"As long as it's delicious, it won't be in vain for your great-grandson's filial piety towards you."

Filial piety?

The old lady stopped eating and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yuhang said in surprise: "Don't you feel it? Your great-grandson prepared this meat for you. Look at the piece you are holding now. The meat is delicate, but I cut it from his thigh with my own hands."

How is it? It tastes good, does it taste chewy? "

The old lady was dumbfounded. She stared blankly at the meat she was holding in her hands, staring at it in disbelief, and swallowed unconsciously in her throat.

"Why, is the meat not fresh, or does it not suit your taste? It's okay. Just tell me. I'll have someone cut a piece of meat off his belly later. I've already had his body frozen with ice cubes. I promise. It doesn’t stink.”

Hearing this, she couldn't bear it any longer. She threw the chopsticks in her hand on the ground and ran to the cell to vomit.

But behind her, Zhang Yuhang's voice reached her ears again: "What are you doing? Ziheng is already dead. Do you still want him to be treated like this by you? He is your great-grandson, and there is nothing left on him." He has the blood of the Hou family."

It was okay not to say this, but as soon as she heard this, the old lady didn't even have the strength to speak, and she vomited even more fiercely.

After a moment, she seemed to have regained some strength, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at Zhang Yuhang.

Her eyes were red, and hatred was almost overflowing from her eyes. She rushed to the front of the cell, stretched out her hand from between the guardrails, desperately trying to catch Zhang Yuhang in her hand.