Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

Su Yuanzhi naturally didn't tell Su Youxin about the Zheng family's affairs, because Su Yuanzhi didn't believe him from the beginning to the end.

Su Youxin is not an idiot, from Su Yuanzhi's few words, he also heard something, before Su Yuan got on the car, Su Youxin stopped him.

"stop!"

Su Youxin straightened his arms, Su Yuanzhi was still a little distance away, so he turned sideways to avoid it, Su Youxin hated Su Yuanzhi's attitude of treating people like bacteria, gritted his teeth, and looked at Su Yuanzhi Suppressing his anger, he said: "Su Yuanzhi, since you asked me to cooperate with you, shouldn't you have a cooperative attitude? What do you mean by not telling me anything?"

Su Yuanzhi looked at him indifferently: "Cooperation? We are not cooperating, Su Youxin, I want you to cooperate with me, which means, you can do whatever I ask you to do, understand?"

Su Youyou's eyes were burning with confidence: "Su Yuanzhi, don't go too far!"

Su Yuanzhi never wanted to talk to him too much, the long sentence before had already given him enough face, this time Su Yuanzhi didn't want to talk to him anymore, passed Su Youxin and got into the car directly.

At that moment, Su Youxin wanted to blow Su Yuanzhi's head off with a single shot, but he couldn't. He could only take a few deep breaths, opened the door and got into his car.

Wen Xian fell into a deep sleep this time, and he woke him up directly by pinning his head.

"Master Wen, Master Wen, the person who brought you breakfast is here, Master Wen."

Wen Xian heard it with his ears, and when he thought of it, he found that his body was a little heavy, wondering if he was sick, but Wen Xian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master Wen, you have woken up. If you don't believe me, I will be scared to death by you."

Wen Xian sat up from the bed, feeling very dizzy, maybe he really caught a cold, Wen Xian shook his heavy head and said: "Sorry, I slept a bit heavily, I'll get up right away, thank you."

Wen Xian got up from the bed, feeling a little uncomfortable at first, but thinking that Su Yuanzhi was waiting for him and bringing him breakfast, he suddenly felt better.

After putting on his clothes, Wen Xian said to the prison chief: "Okay, please lead me there."

"Yes," the head of the prison led Wen Xian out, and walked to Wang Liangjun who was still sleeping soundly under the quilt. The head of the prison looked back at Wen Xiandao in embarrassment, "Young Master Wen, can I trouble you to wake up Young Master Wang?" ?"

Of course Wen Xian didn't want to, he stared and said, "W-why is my name?"

The head of the cell said with an embarrassing expression on his face: "I'll tell you the truth, Young Master Wen, if I come to call Young Master Wang, I will inevitably be kicked, I, I..."

Wen Xian understands, Young Master Wang has a bad temper. Before, every time he stayed in bed, he would be kicked when the cell boss told him to get up. Before Wen Xian was imprisoned, he kicked the cell head so badly that his waist hurts, his leg hurts and his butt hurts. , the cell boss dared not speak out to him, and he still had to call him the next day after being kicked, and then he was kicked again.

In the past two days, Wen Xian tied him up overnight, and he didn't kick anyone anymore, but the prisoner still remembers being kicked before, so he wanted to ask Wen Xian to call him now.

Seeing his frightened expression, Wen Xian sighed and said, "That's fine."

Walking to Wang Liangjun's bed, Wen Xian didn't lift the quilt directly, but pushed him through the quilt: "Wake up, get up."

The person in the quilt seemed to be dead asleep, motionless, Wen Xian pushed it twice, raised his head and looked at the prisoner, not understanding why Wang Liangjun slept so dead.

Wen Xian let out a long breath, stretched out his hand and lifted Wang Liangjun's quilt abruptly, fearing that Wang Liangjun would play tricks, after lifting the quilt, Wen Xian quickly moved aside.

"Wang Liangjun, get up."

Wang Liangjun lay there with his eyes closed, still didn't respond, Wen Xian wanted to kick him angrily, but suddenly found something was wrong, Wang Liangjun's face was pale, but his lips were purple, and the whole person lying there was visibly stiff.

Wen Xian's expression changed immediately, and the cell boss boldly stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to push Wang Liangjun.

"Young Master Wang, get up..." Before he finished speaking, the prison chief also noticed that something was wrong with Wang Liangjun. How could a living person's body be so stiff that he would not respond to a push?

The prison chief was startled, and stood there without daring to stretch out his hand, and called out to Wang Liangjun again: "Young Master Wang?"

Wen Xian stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand towards Wang Liangjun's nose, and his expression changed drastically.

The jailer swallowed, looked at Wen Xian and asked, "Young Master Wen, Young Master Wang, what's wrong with him?"

Wen Xian took a breath silently, looked up at the jailer and said, "He's dead."

"what?!"

The cell boss was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, looked at Wang Liangjun dumbfounded for a moment, then turned his gaze to Wen Xian, and then began to move away from Wen Xian unconsciously.

Wen Xian's complexion was not very good, he looked at the cell leader and said: "You don't have to look at me like that, I didn't kill people."

The cell boss didn't believe it at all, and ran out in a hurry, shouting as he ran, "He's dead, he's dead!"

Wen Xian didn't go after the prisoner, took a deep breath, walked towards Wang Liangjun boldly, and looked at Wang Liangjun carefully. Wang Liangjun was already in a state of rigor, that is to say, he was dead for at least six months. For more than an hour, judging from his complexion, he should be poisoned.

It's eight o'clock in the morning, so who came to poison Wang Liangjun in the middle of the night, and poisoned him to death without waking him up at all?

Wen Xian was thinking, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Before Wen Xian could react, he heard a commotion outside, Wang Jun's voice came from far to near.

"Liang Jun, Liang Jun! My son!"

Wen Xian froze all over, he finally knew where the bad premonition came from, it was a coincidence that Wang Jun came at this time.

Wang Jun brought his daughter Wang Lianghua with him. Wang Jun probably heard the news of his son's death from the cell boss. When he entered the door, he walked staggeringly. He rushed towards the person.

"Liang Jun!"

"Little brother!"

When Wang Jun touched his son's body, he found that it was already stiff. Wang Jun's face turned ashen instantly, his legs softened, and he knelt down in front of Wang Liangjun.

Wang Lianghua was weeping like pear blossoms, he searched Wang Liangjun's body at a loss, and shouted: "Little brother, what's wrong with you, little brother? Little brother, wake up, little brother."

Wang Lianghua whimpered and cried, and looked back at the prisoner who stretched out his hand: "What's going on? My brother, why did he die? Who killed him, who?!"

The cell boss who came to call Wen Xian before was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground and waved his hands at Wang Lianghua, "I don't know, I really don't know anything. As soon as I, I came in, I found out that Wang Shao died. Well, I really don't know."

"Who else!"

Wang Jun yelled angrily, stood up slowly with the help of the edge of the bed, his hunched figure suddenly seemed to be more than ten years older, Wang Jun suddenly turned his head, and landed on Wen Xian, with grief and anger intertwined in his eyes, Wang Jun shot at Wen Xian suddenly, Wen Xian dodges in a hurry, but Wang Jun fought on the battlefield after all, Wen Xian's three-legged cat's kung fu is good against Wang Liangjun, but against Wang Jun is simply seeking his own death.

Wang Jun subdued Wen Xian once, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Xian's neck, Wang Jun's arm strength was amazing, Wen Xian rolled his eyes when he was pinched on the spot, stretched out his hands to try to break Wang Jun's arm, but found that it was not moving at all.

Wang Jun opened his eyes wide and gritted his teeth and said to Wen Xian, "Say! Did you kill my son? Was it you!"

Wen Xian was so pinched that he couldn't breathe, and it was difficult to speak, so he could only squeeze out a broken voice from his throat: "Let go, let go, let go..."

Wang Jun naturally didn't let go, Wang Lianghua knelt in front of his brother's body, turned his head and roared at Wen Xian: "You Su family are too deceitful! Then what kind of hatred does Su Yuanzhi and my brother have, and why do you drive people to death like this?"

Wang Jun's complexion changed, he grabbed Wen Xian's neck, dragged him out of the cell all the way, and threw him in the prison courtyard. Mouth full of dust, choking tears flowed out.

Wang Jun is used to riding a horse. Although most of the time he goes out by car now, he still carries a whip with him as a habit. Wang Jun pulls out the whip on his waist, not to mention a whip towards Wen Xian.

The moment the whip hit his body, Wen Xian was stunned by the pain, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body, and he vaguely heard Hongguo shouting at him: "Master!"

Wen Xian cursed "hold the grass" in his heart, but before he could react, another whip came down, but these were blocked by someone.

"Master, are you all right, master?"

Wen Xian raised his eyes, it was indeed Hong Guo, Hong Guo took a whip for him, and the child broke out in cold sweat on the spot, looking at Wen Xian with a worried expression on his face.

"Red fruit? Why do you..."

Before Wen Xian finished speaking, he heard Wang Jun say: "Pull him away!"

Someone came to pull the red fruit away, Wen Xian raised his eyes and just saw Wang Jun's face, the whip in Wang Jun's hand swung towards him, and several whips were placed on Wen Xian's body.

"Say! Did you kill my son, didn't you!"

Wen Xian was going crazy in pain, his ears were ringing and he was dizzy, he couldn't even hear Hongguo crying clearly, but even though the pain was so severe, Wen Xian didn't cry out. At that moment, he suddenly thought of Su Yuanzhi, and remembered that One day in the study room, Su Yaoqiang beat Su Yuanzhi in the same way. Su Yuanzhi knelt there on one knee with bloodstains all over his back, he didn't cry out in a daze.

Wen Xian was not as tolerant as Su Yuanzhi, he could only clenched his teeth desperately to prevent himself from handing it over, his lips were bleeding from the bite, Wen Xian couldn't hold back, he choked, and when he opened his mouth there was a dry cough, Wen Xian gasped deeply After taking a breath, he turned around and cursed at Wang Jun: "You, are you out of your mind? Shall I kill him? Am I crazy?"

Wang Jun probably didn't expect that Wen Xian's first sentence would be to scold him at this time, he was stunned for a moment, the whip stopped, and he said to Wen Xian with an expression of disbelief: "What did you say?"

The blood flowed from his mouth, which was very disgusting. Wen Xian spat bloody saliva, and sneered at Wang Jun: "There are only me and him in the whole cell. If I kill him, don't I tell others that I am a murderer? Not that stupid."

Wen Xian continued: "Besides, he was poisoned to death. I was imprisoned. Where did the poison come from to poison him?"