After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Bi Yuntao was startled, staring at Su Mingzhe with a bitter face and said: "Brother, I didn't hit you..."

Su Mingzhe said firmly: "It's you, and there are several others. I remember them all..."

Su Xueqing was so excited that she shed tears.

Now she no longer cares who hit Su Mingzhe.

Su Mingzhe has recovered his memory, which means his brain is healed.

Bi Yuntao looked suspicious, and Pi Yangyang reminded him, "A few years ago, you beat up a student from Qingjiang No. 2 Middle School. Don't you remember?"

"I've fought so many people, how can I remember them all?"

Bi Yuntao said casually.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong and immediately looked a little embarrassed.

"But you almost beat him to death!"

Pi Yangyang's voice turned cold, and he pulled Su Mingzhe in front of him, asked him to turn around, and exposed the back of his head.

There is still an obvious scar on the back of his head, where he was hit by a brick.

Bi Yuntao's eyes gradually showed a look of astonishment, and his eyebrows raised a few times.

"What? Remembered?"

Pi Yangyang noticed the change in his expression and asked in a deep voice.

"I remember... I remember now..." Bi Yuntao's voice was stuttering, "But I didn't hit him on the back of the head..."

"Who hit me then?"

Pi Yangyang's voice was cold.

"I remember he was a Japanese, also a student at No. 2 Middle School. I think his name was something like Naoto..."

Bi Yuntao tried hard to recall.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Pi Yangyang's mouth.

He remembered that among the people arrested by Cai Wenshan, there was a young man named Ibe Naoto, who was about the same age as Su Mingzhe.

"At that time... he found a few of us who were hanging around in society, gave us 500 each, and told us to teach someone a lesson..."

Bi Yuntao recounted what happened that year.

"We saw that he was generous with his money, so we agreed to it. After he left school, we followed him all the way to Qinglong Bridge and attacked him. We originally just wanted to teach him a lesson, but we didn't expect that he was even more ruthless. We found a brick from somewhere and hit him on the back of the head..."

When Bi Yuntao talked about this past event, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"We saw him fall down, bleeding all over the floor, and we ran away in fear..."

Pi Yangyang waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

Su Xueqing choked up and said, "How can you be so cruel? He is still a student, and you actually treated him so harshly?"

Bi Yuntao said nervously: "It's not us, we...we don't dare..."

Pi Yangyang said: "If I ask you to meet that straight guy now, can you recognize him?"

Bi Yuntao was stunned for a moment and said, "After the accident, he went back to Country J. Where can I meet him?"

Pi Yangyang said coldly: "Just tell me if you can recognize it!?"

"Of course!"

Bi Yuntao nodded quickly and said.

"Okay, you come with me now."

As Pi Yangyang said this, he returned the stolen car keys to Bi Yuntao.

He believed that Bi Yuntao would definitely not dare to run away.

"I'll go see who is so cruel as to want to kill Xiaozhe!"

Su Xueqing wiped her tears and said through gritted teeth.

After getting on the car, Bi Yuntao followed behind on a motorcycle.

Pi Yangyang called Cai Wenshan and asked him to send someone to bring Jingbian Zhito out and lock him up in solitary confinement.

Although Cai Wenshan's injuries have not yet fully healed, he can still move around without any problems.

After receiving the call, he immediately asked someone to take Naoto Ibe to a small courtyard in the suburbs.

Soon, several people arrived at the small courtyard.

Naoto Ibe was held down by two strong men and was trembling with fear.

He still doesn't understand what happened, he just knows that he was arrested for no apparent reason.

Moreover, he also saw Ibe Takeshi, Ibe Hiroji and others whose legs had been chopped off.

Being taken out alone, he felt extremely terrified and didn't know how Cai Wenshan was going to deal with him.

If he had his legs chopped off and was locked up in that dark dungeon, it would be a life worse than death.

Just when I was feeling nervous, Pi Yangyang, Su Xueqing, Su Mingzhe, Bi Yuntao and An Weiwei arrived.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Bi Yuntao recognized him at a glance, pointed at the horrified Jingbian Zhiren and said, "Yes, that's him!"

Su Mingzhe also recognized him, trembling all over, and stared fiercely at Naoto by the well.

When Naoto Ibiki saw Su Mingzhe, his heart sank. He understood why he was brought out alone.

Su Xueqing and Su Mingzhe both stared at Jingbian Zhiren fiercely, their eyes filled with anger.

Pi Yangyang walked over, looked at Jingbian Zhiren coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you still remember this person?"

"I..." Naoto Ibe said in a murmur, his face pale and sweaty, "Remember... Remember..."

"You were still a student at that time, how dare you do such a cruel thing?!"

Pi Yangyang's voice turned cold, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

Naoto Jingbian shuddered, his legs went limp, and he knelt down.

"Don't kill me...Back then, I...I did it on the orders of my grandfather..."

Pi Yangyang looked down at him and said in a cold tone: "You are a person who deserves to die."

"No... please don't kill me! I... I am my grandfather's most beloved grandson. As long as I ask him to save me, he will be willing to pay any amount of money..."

Naoto Ibe was indeed frightened, and his desire to survive made him seem a little incoherent.

Pi Yangyang shook his head, turned to look at Su Mingzhe, and asked, "Xiaozhe, are you willing to spare him?"

Su Mingzhe clenched his fists and said without hesitation: "No!"

Pi Yangyang smiled coldly, turned around and came to Su Xueqing and Su Mingzhe, and said, "Let's go."

Su Xueqing was startled and looked at Pi Yangyang in confusion.

Without even turning his head, Pi Yangyang said, "Master Cai, smash all his bones with a brick. Don't rush, smash it bit by bit!"

ps. This is the last time I interact with you. Old readers all know that I am quite old. I don't have enough energy to write a book at this age, plus I was sick. I was on IV drip yesterday, so I said I should write more for you, just in time to fill a gap. I wrote seven chapters in one go, but what did I get? Except for most of the readers of a certain eggplant, the comments here are very friendly, but there are still some very vicious comments, especially some people on a certain cat who are bad to the core. They make personal attacks, curse, and even wish me to get more IV drips. Isn't there anyone sick around you? Haven't you been sick yourself? I won't say anything in the future. You have low character. You read my writing for free and curse me. Please leave. We are not the same kind of people.