Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

"Young Master Shen, this is a shameless thing. It's not a joke." The man with the short hair standing furthest away frowned and said, "Although it's life-threatening, it's still a big deal."

Another young man with dyed yellow hair carelessly touched his hair, "That's right, it's still at the entrance of the court! The guys just came out of the police station, and they went in again because of something like this. Isn't that bad?"

Shen Zhao checked his pockets and glanced coldly at the people present, "If it's not a matter of concern, is it your turn to do it?"

He lightly kicked the box at his feet, "One million cash and one kilogram of gold bars. After the matter is completed, I will hire the best lawyer and do my best to help you reduce your sentence..."

He paused and added: "The money will be given to you, and you will divide the money according to your responsibility. The person responsible for the containment can at best be regarded as a rioter, and there is no price. Each person will get tens of thousands of yuan. As for the one who threw acid, At that time, I will give your family another one million yuan in balance..."

At this time, a man in his fifties who had been smoking silently on the side pinched the cigarette in his hand and said quietly: "Brother, I can do this."

Several other people looked at him with shock in their eyes, "Brother Dayong?"

The man's hair was messy and he was wearing a yellowed jacket and a pair of well-worn jeans. There was some mud on the two trouser legs of different lengths.

"They are young and afraid of death. I am not afraid."

When Hu Dayong said this, he suddenly let out a strange laugh, "Hey!"

Shen Zhao was stunned by the sudden smile.

But the other party suddenly and quickly stopped the smile on his face, lowered his head and stared at the ground under his feet, murmuring: "Fourteen years ago, because of stabbing someone in... just two years ago... just... After I was released, I was diagnosed with cancer while I was in prison, and living was tiring and cumbersome."

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at Shen Zhao and laughed "hehe".

Shen Zhao looked puzzled.

His instinct told him that this person was a bit weird.

He asked with some uncertainty: "Are you really capable?"

"Yes, yes!" Hu Dayong nodded seriously, bent down to pick up the half-stub of a cigarette butt he had just thrown away from the ground, picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

"But...but your money is not...enough." He continued, "If you get five...five million, it will be regarded as the alimony left by me to the old man and the child support, and I can guarantee it... This matter won't be found on you after you get in."

After listening to Hu Dayong's words, Shen Zhao lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment and then said: "Okay, five million is five million!"

"What do you want to do?"

Fu Yanci walked out from behind the flower bed, looking at them coldly with a sullen face.

Shen Zhao was startled, "Fu Yanci, why is it you?"

Fu Yanci walked towards Shen Zhao, his eyes fell on his face, stared at him for a few seconds, frowned and said: "Take out the things."

Shen Zhao took two steps back and squeezed the hand behind his back, holding a medicine bottle in his hand.

"I don't know what you're talking about, what?"

"You want to hurt her again, don't you?" Fu Yanci stared at him, his voice cold and forbearing, "Looking for death!"

Shen Zhao was forced to retreat step by step.

"Fu Yanci, don't fucking think..."

"Bang" sound.

Fu Yanci punched him in the face, knocking back all his unfinished words.

"what--!"

Shen Zhao fell heavily to the ground.

Veins popped out in his hands that were holding the ground, and the depression of the past few days burst out of his chest. He shouted hysterically at Fu Yanci:

"Why did you hit me? Why?"

"That bitch, she made me lose everything! She has changed, she doesn't like me anymore!"

"How could she become like this? It's all you, yes, it's all you!"

"What did you say to her? Ah? Fu Yanci, what exactly did you say to her? Why did she do this to me?"

"Hahaha!" He burst into terrifying laughter.

"Shut up!" Fu Yanci pinched his hand and lifted him up from the ground, "Yes, it was me who made Gu Yanxi become like this. All of this has nothing to do with her. You Hate, right? Then hate me and deal with me in all the ways you can think of, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Shen Zhao's throat was strangled tightly and he couldn't make a sound. His face turned purple and his expression was distorted. He used his two free hands to pinch Fu Yanci's arms, but Fu Yanci seemed to be made of iron. Not moving at all.

"Shen Zhao, did you hear my warning?" Fu Yanci freed up a hand and punched him in the face again.

Blood splattered from Shen Zhao's mouth.

His eyes widened, his lips wriggled twice, and a bloody tooth squeezed out from the corner of his lips.

Fu Yanci looked at Shen Zhao, who showed a painful expression under his hands, with fierce eyes, "If you heard this, you should nod your head at this moment, instead of looking at me with this look."

The man's metallic, gloomy voice stimulated Shen Zhao's auricular nerves, making him feel unprecedented fear.

He nodded with difficulty.

Fu Yanci gave him a cold look, and just as he was about to let go of his hand, a familiar voice sounded behind him:

"Fu Yanci?"

What Gu Yanxi saw when he came over was this scene——

Fu Yanci pinched Shen Zhao's neck. Shen Zhao's face turned purple under his hands and he was on the verge of suffocation.

She didn't know what just happened here, but if Shen Zhao was strangled to death like this, it would definitely bring countless troubles to Fu Yanci.

Fu Yanci turned around and saw Gu Yanxi, his expression suddenly became gentle, and he said softly: "Yanyan, it's okay, I just scared him."

As he said that, he let go of his hand.

The strength wrapped around his neck suddenly disappeared, and Shen Zhao suddenly fell to the ground and coughed uncontrollably.

"Fu Yanci, are you okay?" Gu Yanxi rushed over.

"I am fine."

"Fu Yanci, you..." Shen Zhao got up from the ground.

When Gu Yanxi saw this, she thought he wanted to hurt Fu Yanci. Her face suddenly turned cold. She walked over, raised her knee and pushed it against Shen Zhao's crotch, "Shen Zhao, you dare to touch him!"

If Shen Zhao hadn't done anything to offend Fu Yanci, Fu Yanci would never be so angry.

Shen Zhao screamed miserably and sat on the ground again, covering his crotch with his hands, sweating from the pain.

"Yanyan, let's go..."

After Fu Yanci finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow rushing towards Gu Yanxi from the corner of his eye.

The middle-aged man who had been silent all this time grabbed the medicine bottle on the ground at some point, opened the bottle cap and threw it towards Gu Yanxi.

"Be careful……"

Fu Yanci rushed over and held Gu Yanxi in his arms.