Master Fu kneeling on the washboard today?

Fu Yan seemed to have felt Liu Tailai's request for instructions. If Su Ranran hadn't spoken before, Fu Yan might have followed Zhang Shunde's thoughts, or reduced his punishment. He stated that he would not let anyone who hurt his father and the Su family be spared, so Fu Yan would naturally follow Su Ranran's wish.

Everything that was said before doesn't count.

Besides, for such a person, why bother to keep your word?
Seeing that Liu Tailai didn't respond, and turned his attention to Fu Yan, it seemed that he was waiting for Fu Yan to make a decision.

During this period, Zhang Shunde couldn't help feeling a little flustered in his heart, and looked at Fu Yan with astonished eyes, and then his trance-like affection still circled around Fu Yan and Su Ranran.

Fu Yan's deep eyes fell somewhere, and he didn't look at him, and Su Ranran's appearance at the moment could not help but be a little angry, Zhang Shunde really couldn't hold back, and then slowly raised his lips.

"Liu Tezhu, I'm asking you something. Didn't you say that you would let me die if you knew I had confessed the truth? You must keep your word. If you don't mean what you say, I..."

Seeing Zhang Shunde like this, Liu Tailai hesitated for a while, and before he could speak, he heard Fu Yan's voice.

"If our words don't count, what do you want? Do you want to commit suicide or kill us?" Fu Yan's eyes were full of contempt. He has always looked down on people like this.

Listening to Fu Yan's words, he didn't mean to let him go, and then I heard Zhang Shunde say: "I didn't want to commit suicide, let alone kill you, and I hope you can keep your promise. You are celebrities after all. Ah, you can’t say nothing without counting.”

Hearing Zhang Shunde's words, Fu Yan stood up slowly, wandered around in a circle without even looking at him, and then said lightly: "What about famous people, I can keep my promise to anyone , but they will never keep their promises to people like you, do you want to know why?"

For Fu Yan's failure to keep his promise, Zhang Shunde straightened his back. In the depths of his heart, he couldn't help but feel some fear and fear. If Fu Yan didn't keep his promise, then his future life would definitely be miserable. The sky is dark and the present freedom is lost.

Zhang Shunde had some worries in his heart. Although he was a little guilty, he was still confident when he spoke.

"It's your fault if you don't keep your promises. You are still famous people, don't you know the importance of promises?"

He started to preach, but what he said, Fu Yan would definitely not take it to heart, he didn't even bother to look at him, so how could he take his words to heart?

Fu Yan glared at him contemptuously, it was impossible to take such a person to heart, but he had to die to understand.

"My promise is also shared with someone. For a person like you, there is no need for any promise. If I want you to change your ways, if I want you to face the Buddhist hall to repent every day, will you go? I'm afraid You promised me, and you will not repent, therefore, my promise can only be given to those who keep the promise, so you should stop wishful thinking."

"What's more, Ranran won't spare you, I don't care, as long as Ranran doesn't say she will forgive you, then you deserve everything you deserve."

Fu Yan had already expressed all the meaning very clearly, all this stopped in Zhang Shunde's ears, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed and afraid.

His eager eyes still stayed on Fu Yan's body, and then slowly shifted to Fu Yan's body again.

At this time, Fu Yan came to Su Ranran's side, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and whispered in Su Ranran's ear: "Ranran, the whereabouts of this man is up to you. If you have the same idea, then send both of them to the police station at the same time."

Hearing Fu Yan's words, Su Ranran slightly squinted her eyes, took a light look at Fu Yan, and then set her eyes on Zhang Shunde.

Su Ranran's answer was very positive, her eyes were sharp and deep.

"Of course I will not let him go. He must have participated in the murder of the Su Group and my father. What I said will not be changed. I will not let anyone who hurts the Su family go."

After finally hearing the answer given by Su Ranran, Zhang Shunde's whole body was in a daze, with a dim light in his eyes, and then despair flashed in his expression, and he shook his head gently.

"No, don't do this..."

He struggled briefly, and naturally hoped that Su Ranran would let him go, but seeing the determined gazes of the two of them, he knew in his heart that they would never let him go.

So, Zhang Shunde argued for himself, but there was still a trace of fear in his eyes.

"You are not qualified to send me to the police station. There is no evidence to show that I did all of this, so you are trying to send me to that kind of place." He said extremely resolutely, but he was the only one who had a guilty conscience. I know how many there are.

Hearing what Zhang Shunde said, Fu Yan snorted coldly. Before coming again, he had already investigated everything clearly.

"Really, doesn't it have nothing to do with you if there is no evidence to show that you did all of this? Are you really that innocent?" Fu Yan asked coldly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Facing Fu Yan's words, Zhang Shunde pretended to be justified, "No matter whether I'm really that innocent or not, you don't have any evidence, and you can't do anything about me."

If he could be softer at this moment, or admit his mistake, or realize his conscience, maybe Fu Yan would forgive him, or even if he didn't forgive him, he wouldn't threaten him with his son.

"Really? Why don't I believe it?" Fu Yan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and casually raised his lips. He was clearly threatening him, but he said it so lightly.

"I seem to know that you have a son who is studying in the country. If it is because of you, I will do something to your son, so that he cannot stay in school, or take him out and send him to Africa as a coolie... ..."

Just halfway through Fu Yan's words, the corners of his eyes slanted, and he looked at him with a stern light.

Hearing from Fu Yan's mouth that he mentioned his son, Zhang Shunde's whole body softened instantly, his legs seemed to be a little unsteady, and he looked at him with surprise and fear in his eyes gaze.

"Even if I don't treat your son well, what do you think will happen to you if I tell you the whereabouts of those people who owe you gambling debts? Will you be chopped up by those people?"