Chapter 42 The Road Is 1 Foot High, the Magic Height Is 1 Foot

"Don't... eldest sister... eldest... aunt... spare me..."

Hu Zhiwei couldn't stop begging for mercy, but Ye Qingqing just pretended not to hear it and just poured water with a sullen face. If you don't give this family a good look today, there will definitely be more troubles in the future!

The female prisoner who was shot in the previous life said that if you want a person to be afraid, you must let him know that you will really kill him!

So... she had to let Hu Zhiwei taste the foot-washing water of the god of death today!

Ye Tong is a caring little warm man. Seeing that it is inconvenient for Ye Qingqing to pour water with his hands, he ran to the house and brought a small cup. Ye Qingqing touched his head, "Good!"

Everyone was amazed at the sight of it, the demon head of the Ye family was really kind to her brother!

With the cup of water, the speed is much faster. Hu Zhiwei poured several cups in succession, but he couldn't hold it anymore, crying and begging for mercy, Xu Yuetuan's fierceness was useless at this moment.

The two sides are facing each other, and one side has fear in his heart, and he will lose without a doubt.

Xu Yuetuan was worried about his son, how dare he do anything to Ye Qingqing.

"Ye Zhiguo, you don't care about your daughter..."

Xu Yuetuan had to turn to Ye Zhiguo, hoping that he could stop Ye Qingqing, a lunatic.

The pain below Ye Zhiguo has not yet eased, Shen Yanhong is worried, annoyed by Xu Yuetuan's yelling, and said angrily: "If my old Ye can handle it, he can take this kick? "

Xu Yuetuan thought about it too. Ye Qingqing, a devil woman who could even kill her own father, probably wouldn't listen to Ye Zhiguo's words, but what about her son?

"Ye Qingqing... If you let my son go, this matter is over."

It was the first time that Xu Yuetuan conceded defeat, and she felt uneasy, but for the sake of her son's life, even if she was asked to kowtow and beg for mercy, she would still do it.

"Whatever you say, let it go? If you want to make trouble, make trouble? How old do you think you are? I have the final say on this matter today. Shut up for me.

Ye Qingqing looked at Xu Yuetuan coldly, the chill in her eyes made this sturdy shrew involuntarily soften her legs. At that moment, she really felt that Ye Qingqing would kill herself.

"What do you want? Xiaowei is going to die!" Xu Yuetuan had no choice but to speak softly, and then let Ye Qingqing drink it, her son really won't survive!

At this point, my stomach is bulging into a watermelon!

Ye Qingqing didn't care, "I will die if I die, it's not my son!"

Everyone took a deep breath and gained a new understanding of Ye Qingqing's ruthlessness!

Xu Yuetuan was extremely angry, and said with hatred, "If you kill my son, you have to pay for it!"

Ye Qingqing smiled suddenly, beautiful and sweet, but in Xu Yuetuan's eyes, she only felt cold.

"I'm only seventeen years old, and I can only eat guns when I'm eighteen, so if you have a hundred hearts, I will definitely live to be a hundred years old. Your family is dead, and I am alive and well!"

In the last sentence, Ye Qingqing smiled coldly. Although it was summer and Pingjiang City was like a stove, everyone felt the chill and took a few steps back involuntarily.

Xu Yuetuan's complexion changed greatly, thinking that Ye Qingqing really wanted to kill her son. She murdered someone underage. At most, she would be a juvenile delinquent for a few years. After she came out, she was fine, but her son would never come back!

"I was wrong... I beg you to spare my Xiaowei, I will definitely discipline him in the future, and promise not to bully Xiaotong again..."

Xu Yuetuan knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, no longer the domineering and fierce in the past.

Although others felt that Ye Qingqing was cruel and not a good stubborn, they still admired her very much. The shrew who gave Fu Ailu a headache for more than ten years was subdued by a little girl like this?

Sure enough, the Tao is one foot high, the devil is one foot high, and one thing descends one thing!