Chapter 32 Are you worthy too?

Zhao Han knew nothing about what happened in the village, and he was catching fish at this time.Because of the heavy rain last night, the river was so high that many fish had their heads popped out. He originally thought that catching some would be enough, but he thought that Bai Jin seemed to like fish very much, but in a flash, he went to catch again. Until the big fish basket is full.

Thinking of that person's delicate temperament, when he passed the bamboo forest on his way home, he went to dig a lot of small bamboo shoots, and it was a rewarding experience.

But before returning to the village, Zhao Han keenly noticed that the villagers on the road looked at him strangely.He hardly hesitated, those long legs accelerated faster than before, and quickly rushed towards his yard.

The courtyard door still seemed to be wide open as when he had just left, but he could clearly feel that there was no people inside at all.

"Bai Jin? Xiao Jiu?" Although he still opened his mouth to shout, he was not surprised, there was no echo in the yard at all.

And on the way back just now, he didn't meet the mother and son at all.

Thinking of what might happen here after he left home, Zhao Han's face was quite calm, and he even had time to pour all the fish in the fish basket into a large basin filled with water, and then slowly Closed the door and walked toward the west end of the village.

A quarter of an hour later, under the big pagoda tree in the village, Lizheng's family and Mrs. Sang were all hung from the tree.

Lizheng was about the same age as Mrs. Sang, and his grandson was about the same age as Zhao Han. Because his arms were tied up and hung from a tree, his old body couldn't hold on anymore. He shouted in a miserable voice: "Zhao Han, are you crazy? Are you trying to kill someone for no reason?"

Zhao Han stared coldly at the well that was tightly blocked. Hearing Li Zheng's words, he turned around and whipped the whip in his hand fiercely at Li Zheng's youngest son, Qian Jiu'an. , Lizheng's youngest son was only eleven or twelve years old, and Zhao Han's strength was enormous. When he hit the whip, Qian Jiu'an fainted instantly, and a very exaggerated bloodstain was drawn on his body.

He is not a kind person, so he knows too well what it means to kill someone!It doesn't make any sense to smoke on Lizheng's body, he has to smoke on the person Qian Lizheng loves most, so as to achieve the effect.

Sure enough, as soon as Qian Jiuan passed out, Qian Lizheng was struggling like crazy, and the more he struggled, the tighter the rope was tied, and his hands were bleeding marks in a short time .

"Zhao Han, you're bullying too much." Qian Lizheng was really angry, but also really panicked.

He suddenly remembered three years ago, when Zhao Yang and his wife were killed by bandits, Zhao Han at that time was exactly the same as now, a murderous demon without blinking an eye.

"I've deceived others too much, so where are you going? If I'm right, you threw my woman's son into the well, right?" Zhao Han curled his lips coldly, but his eyes followed Staring at the two families hanging from the tree like a falcon.

As soon as Zhao Han opened his mouth, even Qian Lizheng, who was still agitated just now, shut up.

no? !How did Zhao Han know about this?
Seeing that they were speechless, Zhao Han suppressed the blood in his eyes, but swung the whip in his hand towards Mrs. Sang, spattering the flesh and blood in front of her: " You can decide their life and death with just one sentence from you? Are you worthy?"

He doesn't think he's a good person, but his son, who he took good care of and raised comprehensively, is a very good boy. As for Bai Jin, he is also the one he recognizes.

How dare they really...

(End of this chapter)

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