Chapter 347 Too Cruel

Fangfang put her hands on the shoulders of the plaster statue, and her eyes fell on the cold gray.

How could she stand?

thump.

Follow the plaster statue and kneel down.

"Xiao Le!"

Fangfang's shrill cries made thousands of fans in the live broadcast room angry and in tears.

Especially those who are mothers, they simply cannot watch this scene.

It's so uncomfortable.

So suffocating.

Zhang Yang stood at the door in panic.

Just now, his body hit the door so hard that he couldn't even breathe because of the pain, but now he didn't have the mind to care about the pain.

"Fangfang, listen to me. When I found Xiaole, he was not breathing. I was afraid that you would be too uncomfortable, so I sealed him with plaster."

[Fuck your mother! 】

[Fuck, I really want to kill this beast! 】

[How could he do it? Damn it, my biological son was sealed with plaster. When he was sealed... was the child alive? 】

[Fuck, shut up upstairs, I don’t dare to watch. 】

"Do you know why I committed suicide? I said it was because I couldn't make money. I lied to you. In fact, it was because of Xiao Le. If Xiao Le is gone, how can I live? My son is gone!"

Zhang Yang observed Fangfang's reaction and burst into tears.

Seeing that Fangfang was holding Xiao Le and crying without saying a word, Zhang Yang plucked up the courage to look at Jiang Ningning.

"Do you still want to live broadcast now? Haven't you had enough human blood steamed buns? My son died and I sealed the body with plaster. Are you satisfied now? For the sake of traffic, you Internet celebrities really do anything. Get out of my house! Get out!"

Jiang Ningning looked at Zhang Yang coldly.

"Stop pretending, are you thinking that after the live broadcast room is closed and I leave, you throw Fangfang down from the upstairs and pretend that she can't stand the stimulation and commit suicide by jumping off the building.

"Then even if you are arrested by the police as a murderer, when your mother issues a letter of understanding, will you be able to get through this safely?"

【grass! Is there such an operation? 】

[Although it was Ning Ning’s guess, it’s really possible! 】

[I’m so pissed off. I’m really going to explode. Where’s my antihypertensive medicine? 】

This is indeed what Zhang Yang had planned in his heart.

Fangfang has no father, mother, or siblings. Once she dies, who cares how Xiao Le died.

Now being exposed directly and mercilessly by Jiang Ningning, he became angry and roared furiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Xiaole is my son, and Fangfang is my lover from junior high school to now. How could I do such a thing? Am I a beast!"

Jiang Ningning retorted, "You are worse than a beast!"

The words fall.

A twist of the wrist.

[Fuck, you want to smash it again? 】

【Anything else? 】

[How much evil has this bastard done! 】

[Ning Ning, please give him a punch first. I’m really going to be mad. If he gets hit, it’s mine. Please. 】

It is impossible to punch Zhang Yang.

Be smart and collect debts legally.

Turning his wrist, he took a few steps forward.

This punch directly hit a plaster statue on the shelf behind.

"No!" Zhang Yang blurted out and stepped forward to stop him.

However, it was a step too late.

boom!

The plaster statue immediately fell into pieces.

Expose the inside——

A piece of talisman paper.

Jiang Ningning had only calculated that there were things hidden by Zhang Yang in this room, but she had not calculated what they were.

Smash out a talisman?

Just outrageous.

Taking out the talisman paper, Jiang Ningning took a look.

grass!

"You said you just sealed Xiao Le's body? You said you're not a beast? Then can you explain what this talisman is about?"

Jiang Ningning held the talisman and looked at Zhang Yang with a gloomy expression.

【what happened? 】

【Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. 】

[Don’t be secretive, announce it directly, don’t force me to beg you! 】

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what you mean. This talisman is for keeping safe. Xiaole's tics have never been cured. No matter how many medicines he took, it didn't work. I went to the temple to pray for him a talisman of peace."

"I didn't know. It turns out that the rune of the Peace Talisman means the transfer of wealth."

"I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know." Zhang Yang shook his head in denial.

Jiang Ningning held the rune and was about to say more.

boom.

There was a sudden sound beneath him.

Fangfang didn't know when she picked up a small hammer from the ground. Holding the hammer tightly, she slowly stood up and struck the plaster.

What she hit with the hammer was the head.

The plaster breaks, revealing Xiao Le's face inside.

His eyes were closed in pain on his gray face, and there were three obvious finger prints on the left side of his face.

[It looks like someone whose mouth and nose were covered before death. 】

[To be able to leave such an obvious mark, you have to work harder. Could it be that Xiaole was suffocated to death? 】

Fangfang looked at the child's face and touched it with trembling hands.

So cool.

like a statue.

No more winking, no more sniffling, no more weird noises.

Her Xiaole, who had tics, couldn't move.

"Mom is late."

Fangfang bit her lip and burst into tears.

Touching the child's face, holding the hammer, he hit it again.

[Oh my god, it’s so cruel. The mother wants to smash her child out of the cast. 】

[I cried to death, fuck, Zhang Yang, the man who killed a thousand swordsmen! 】

Again the plaster shattered into a large piece.

From the neck to the chest, almost everything is exposed.

The marks on his neck were as clear as the kid Jiang Ningning saw at that time.

The moment she saw Yu Hen on her neck, Fangfang's tearful eyes suddenly opened wide.

With incredible anger, she turned her head and looked at Zhang Yang.

"Did you strangle Xiaole to death?"

Zhang Yang said hurriedly: "Fangfang, calm down. Listen to me. I don't know who killed Xiao Le. He was like this when I found him..."

"You beast! I'll kill you!"

Fangfang took the hammer to break open the plaster and hit Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's anxious mother hurriedly stopped her, "You bitch, get out of here and don't touch my son. The bad thing you gave birth to has brought unrest to the whole family. Why don't you die with him?"

The old lady cursed viciously.

Fangfang took a hammer and hit it.

But it didn't hit.

Jiang Ningning pinched her wrist, and Jiang Ningning took the hammer away.

He stretched out his arms with one hand and pulled Fangfang into his arms, pressed her head and let her lie on his shoulder, holding her tightly.

At first, Fangfang struggled fiercely to find Zhang Yang, but as Jiang Ningning held her tightly and refused to let go, Fangfang felt like a dam had collapsed.

Lying on Jiang Ningning's shoulder, she cried loudly.

Jiang Ningning held Fangfang in one hand and held the hammer in the other, looking at Zhang Yang.

"It's useless for you to argue. There are finger marks on the child's neck. As long as the police conduct a mark examination, you can't escape. You killed Xiao Le."

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Open the door, police!"

There was a knock on the door, but before anyone could open it, the door opened by itself.

Probably it wasn't closed properly when I first came in.

"Zhang Yang, please come with us. We found the crime scene where Xiaole disappeared, and found your fingerprints and some blood stains at the crime scene. Now we have reason to suspect you..."

Before the policeman who came forward could finish his words, he saw the half-broken plaster statue in the room and Xiao Le inside the plaster statue.

Zhang Yang suddenly shook his head like crazy and smashed the plaster statue next to him angrily, "It's not me, no, I didn't kill anyone. I am innocent. Someone instigated me and I was wronged."