"San, please stop—do you really want to kill your nephew for an outsider???"

The last sentence made Fu Nanting pause, but it was just a moment.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Cheng Zuyao, but his face was still expressionless, but his voice was so cold that it seemed as if he was climbing up from hell, which was creepy:

"She is not an outsider."

Each word is hoarse and trembling, vague, as if you haven't spoken for dozens of days.

Later, turn your head and punch harder.

This punch was in the middle of Cheng Feng's heart.

With one punch, Cheng Feng spewed out a mouthful of blood from his mouth this time, his face pale as paper.

It can be seen that the person has fainted.

Fu Nanting then relaxed his hand and took a step back.

Cheng Feng suddenly fell to the ground like a leaf.

When Han Yuan saw her son's miserable condition, she couldn't help but feel irritated. She rolled her eyes and fainted in her husband's arms.

Cheng Zuyao was anxious now, and he didn't know whether to support his wife or son first.

After a long time, he quickly ordered the servant to come over and send Han Yuan, who seemed to be fine, to the hospital.

Then he and another male servant carried their half-dead son and walked out of the mansion.

Shu Ge watched Cheng Feng's blood-covered body disappear at the door of the mansion, and his ears seemed to be buzzing as if Shang was swirling his fist hitting his body.

You can also smell the strong smell of blood.

Without thinking too much, I also know that Cheng Feng's life is worrying.

And he fought Cheng Feng in front of so many people. If Cheng Feng had any good fortune, he would probably be blamed.

But obviously, he was also prepared to be held accountable by law and did not care about the consequences at all.

When she turned around, she saw Fu Nanting standing quietly, her fists covered with Cheng Feng's blood, curled up tightly.

His expression was still indifferent. Even though he had beaten Cheng Feng to death, he seemed to have no relief.

Shen Xiao walked over, as if he could guess his mood, his eyes were red, and he comforted: "Third Master, you are so sad that you can make a sigh of relief for Miss Shu now..."

His swollen eyelids slightly raised, and his fists clenched tighter until the joints turned white and creaked.

The thin lips that were about to crack had a faint smile.

Shu Ge's heart was also painful like a torn tear, and he could guess what he was thinking.

Exhaust?

So what?

Her man was dead, and she died with the child.

Even if Cheng Feng and Bai Lingxue are beaten to death, so what?

Can I exchange her and the child for her?

He hated Cheng Feng's betrayal of her, which caused her premature birth and death.

But I also regretted that I was injured abroad and did not return home in time.

Suddenly, the man who was as brave as a leopard and filled with energy in his body, bent his knees in an instant, fell to the cold floor tiles, and pressed against the ground with one arm in time, so he did not fall tragically.

Shen Xiao and several bodyguards were disgraced and stepped forward to help him up: "San Master, what's wrong with you?"

Shu Ge was also stunned, forgetting that he was just a cloud of air at this moment and could not touch him at all. He quickly ran to him.

He reached out and wanted to help him up, but he was unexpectedly empty.

Fu Nanting stopped Shen Xiao's support with his eyes, ordered them to walk away, then covered their chests with their hands, restrained their painful expressions, slowly stood up, and stood up straight.
Chapter completed!