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Chapter three hundred and thirty second single family inquiries

Shan Ying frowned and said, "Father! I am just following the order, and Qingcheng sent people who insulted us Tiannan first..."

"Shut up!"

Shan Zhengming trembled all over and shouted: "If it's just a grudge in the martial arts world, it's fine! But colluding with the Ghost King Sect is a taboo in the martial arts world! Regardless of the lives of those people in the Qingcheng Sect, colluding with the Ghost King Sect is an unforgivable crime! It can cause our Shan family to suffer a catastrophe!"

"But I did not collude with the Ghost King Sect..."

"Brother! I advise you not to fucking quibble!" Yi Qing interrupted Shan Ying with a smirk, turned around and pointed to the door, and said viciously: "The fuck you look back and see who is tied to the pillar outside the door!"

Outside the door...

Shan Ying's heart moved and she turned her head to look... And as she looked, his eyes immediately turned red!

"Mother, Mother?!" Shan Ying's lips trembled slightly and she exclaimed softly.

At this moment, a haggard woman in her fifties was tied up on a stone pillar outside the main building. She was Shan Ying's biological mother, Shan Zhengming's concubine named Jiang Li!

Jiang Li had already seen his son Shan Ying tied up all over his body, and tears immediately flowed down the corners of his eyes: "Ying'er! You, you finally... are back!"

Over the years, Shan Ying has been on the battlefield in Tiannan and has not returned home for ten years. However, as soon as she stepped into the house, she was tortured by her tribe members, and her mother was also implicated!

Seeing his mother like this, Shan Ying immediately struggled to stand up, but was kicked over by Yi Qing: "Damn it! The humble illegitimate son actually wants to run away? Beat me!"

After the words came, the two disciples of the Shan family carrying iron sticks rushed up and swung the iron stick and slammed it hard on Shan Ying!

When Jiang Li saw his son being beaten, he burst into tears and shouted: "Master! Stop hitting! If you want to hit, just hit me! No matter what mistake Ying'er made, let me take responsibility for him!"

When Shan Zhengming heard this, he couldn't help but sigh heavily and turned his gaze aside.

But Yi Qing sneered and stared at Jiang Li and said in a gloomy way: "You woman is not a fucking good thing! You were pretending to be innocent in front of my father and competing for favor with my mother! Now you still want to protect your son? Dream!"

Speaking of this, Uni Qing raised his hand and said ferociously: "Give me a hundred whips first! Try it to death!"

Bang!

With a whip, Jiang Li's body suddenly became skin and flesh!

"mother!"

Shan Ying, who was knocked to the ground, saw this and suddenly felt angry and roared!

But the next moment, his head was stomped on by Yi Qing!

Yi Qing smiled and said, "Shan Ying, I know that your kung fu is better than me! But what can he do? The ropes tied to you are specially made, and even the great master of martial arts can't break free! Today I will let you see with your own eyes how your mother was beaten to death, and then I will send you mother and son to reunite!"

Shan Ying's head was stepped on the ground, her teeth were almost shattered, and fire was almost spitting out of her eyes!

But as Yi Qing said, the rope tied to Shan Ying was made of special materials and he could not break free.

Although Shan Ying could withstand the iron rod that fell on his body, the whip that fell on his mother Jiang Li made the iron-clad man's heart bleeding!

Even Shan Zhengming, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, couldn't stand it anymore. The one who tied it outside was a woman who had been with him for nearly thirty years.

"Yuan Qing, you can't help but do this..." Shan Zhengming frowned and said in a deep voice.

Yi Qing kicked Shan Ying again, then turned his head and said with a gloomy smile: "Dad! At this time, you must not be merciful and ruthless! You also saw that Shan Ying is a tough guy who is thick-skinned and can't beat him at all! If his son hadn't tied up his mother, could he tell the story of the Ghost King Sect?"

Shan Zhengming took a deep breath and nodded to look at Shan Ying: "Shan Ying! You'd better bring your crimes and the situation of the Ghost King Sect truthfully! Avoid your mother suffering with you!"

Upon hearing this, Shan Ying suddenly turned her head, her eyes covered with blood, and she growled: "Shan Zhengming! I don't care what you want to know, but you have to know that it is not only my Shan Ying's mother who is tortured and abused now! It is also your woman!"

"My mother married you as a concubine at the age of twenty! Do you think I don't remember? Over the years, she has been excluded by your wife everywhere, and she lives a timid and cautious every day! But you don't care about it at all, and you haven't even said a word of concern!"

"Shan Zhengming! Are you still a man when you do this? Even your own women are used as tools to threaten others! What is the difference between you and the evil demons and heretics of the Ghost King Sect?"

Shan Ying's roar of anger was echoing in the hall! Hundreds of children from the direct descendants of the family were silent and silent.

Shan Zhengming's face also became ugly!

Jiang Li outside the gate also heard his son's words and shouted in a trembling voice: "Ying'er! Don't say it anymore! Mom is okay! Don't scold your father anymore... beg him, beg him to let you go! He is you after all..."

Bang!

Before Jiang Li could finish his words, Yiuan Qing flew over to her side, raised his hand and slapped her in the face!

"Bitch! How dare you pretend to be a Virgin here now? You are just a lowly concubine my father took!"

Yi Qing said viciously: "You fucking want your son who is as cheap as you to beg my father? You probably don't know yet, right? Your son colluded with evil demons and heretics and the Ghost King Sect who is a disaster for the martial arts world. He committed a death sentence! Even if the Heavenly King comes, he will die!"

Shan Ying's eyes were almost glaring and she shouted: "Yi Qing! You bastard! I did what Qingcheng Sect did to destroy the family, I recognized it! We Tiannan War Wolf, would rather die than be humiliated!"

"Tiannan Wolf Warrior?"

Yi Qing smiled coldly, walked over and kicked Shan Ying a few times, and said hideously: "Tiannan War Wolf, what is the hell? Don't think that you have been a soldier for a few years, and you won't take our Shan family seriously! In front of the world's martial arts world, those wastes in Tiannan are not even a piece of shit!"

Boom!

Yi Qing's words have just fallen!

A loud noise suddenly came from a distance not far from the main building of the Shan family!

The magnificent rockery that originally stood between the main building and the gate of the manor and served as a screen wall was carefully crafted by countless craftsmen. The priceless huge rockery fell apart in an instant!
Chapter completed!
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