Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 701 come to the door to seek revenge
Wang Zhujun nodded to Yao Qingxiang again and again, expressing his willingness.

Even if she lost to Meng Kejun, so what, at least she won a heart to treat herself, and a shoulder to rely on.

"Well, we will close the Xianghe Building when we go back tomorrow, and start our lives again in other places."

Yao Qingxiang stretched out his hand to pull Wang Zhujun up, and the originally disappointed expression on his face became tainted with a smile.

He finally waited, finally waited infatuatedly for her response.

He was finally about to live the life he wanted.

"Wang Zhujun, get out of here, get out of here."

At this moment, an unusually noisy sound suddenly came from outside the window.

"Wang Zhujun, you bitch, get out of here quickly!"

Downstairs, at the entrance of Tongfu Inn, An Zhenqi and Chen Huanzhang pointed at the window of Wang Zhujun's room and jumped and yelled loudly.

"Murder and set fire, you dare to do such a heartless thing! Get out of here!"

An Zhenqi's face was already red from drinking, but now it was so red that he was almost on fire.

He and Chen Huanzhang had such a fight, and immediately attracted all the people around him.

"Wang Zhujun, you bitch, come out, I will fight you. How dare you set fire to my family's Qingfeng, I will avenge him."

An Zhenqi stared at the still tightly closed window with red eyes, and the anger in his eyes almost wished that the inn in front of him, together with Wang Zhujun, would be burned to ashes.

"What to do? What to do? Mr. Meng Ke and the others are here to seek revenge!"

Hearing An Zhenqi's clamor, Wang Zhujun panicked all of a sudden.

She was the one who did this in the first place, and now she is even more guilty.

She held Yao Qingxiang's arm tightly, her body trembling with fear.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, they don't have evidence, they can't do anything to us."

Yao Qingxiang was much calmer than Wang Zhujun. He was very clear about what happened that night, and he did it very carefully throughout the whole process, leaving no trace at all.

"Meng Ke-jun is just guessing now, and what he guesses can't do anything to us at all. Remember, we just have to grit our teeth and refuse to admit it. If we don't admit that the oil tanker caught fire and we have something to do with it."

Yao Qingxiang patted Wang Zhujun's hand, and then gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"You wait for me here, and I'll send them away. Tomorrow we'll pack up and go home, and then go to our own little days."

After comforting Mr. Wang Zhu, Yao Qingxiang turned around and went out.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, he happened to bump into Xu Debiao who also came out of the room because of this incident.

He clenched his fists and rushed downstairs angrily, yelling, "I think this old bastard is getting tired of yelling in front of so many people."

Xu Debiao was the first to rush to An Zhenqi, and without a word, he raised his fist and was about to throw it in his face.

But what was strange was that when he saw his fist was about to hit An Zhenqi's face, a gust of wind suddenly blew towards him, and then a stone the size of a grain of rice hit his elbow.

His hand lost its strength in an instant, and it hung down completely powerless.

He wanted to raise his hand again, but at this time Xu Debiao realized that his hand seemed to have been pulled out, and he couldn't lift it at all.

"This...what's going on..."

Xu Debiao panicked all of a sudden, he raised his weak arm with the other hand and asked his subordinates behind him.

"My hands are numb and I can't lift them up."

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, such a thing had never happened to him before.

His subordinates, you look at me, I look at you, they don't know what to do for a while.

"Hahahaha! This is retribution! Have you seen it? This is the retribution for doing too many bad things. God has come to accept you."

Seeing Xu Debiao's hand suddenly lost consciousness, An Zhenqi raised his head and laughed.

"Old man, what are you? I just lost one hand, and my other hand wants to kill you, just like crushing an ant."

An Zhenqi's ridicule made Xu Debiao even more annoyed when he was flustered, and the good hand waved towards An Zhenqi again.

An Zhenqi had been on guard for a long time, and dodged in one dodge.

At this time, Yao Qingxiang came out just in time.

When An Zhenqi dodged, he bumped into him.

Yao Qingxiang frowned, and stretched out his hand to push An Zhenqi away.

This time An Zhenqi was unprepared and staggered forward, almost falling to the ground.

It was Chen Huanzhang who reacted quickly, and immediately rushed over to pay him.

"Yao Qingxiang, what are you doing?"

After An Zhenqi stood firm, Chen Huanzhang immediately accused Yao Qingxiang.

"Could it be that it's not enough for you to kill Qingfeng, do you want to kill us?"

"Chen Huanzhang, please keep your mouth clean. Why do you have evidence that we killed Dong Qingfeng? If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense."

"Also, it was this old man who rushed forward to seek death. He wanted to die, so why should I stop him?"

As he said that, Yao Qingxiang reached out and patted his clothes that An Zhenqi touched just now, with a look of disgust on his face.

"You were the ones who killed it, you were the ones who set fire to our Qingfeng family."

An Zhenqi jumped and was about to rush towards Yao Qingxiang again, but this time he was grabbed by Chen Huanzhang.

"Someone saw it, and someone saw it, and you set it on fire."

As soon as An Zhenqi's words came out, Yao Qingxiang's heart skipped a beat, and his expression immediately changed.

The hand hanging by the side trembled slightly.

Fortunately, the sleeves of his clothes were wide, so even if he was shaking violently, others would not be able to see it.

Wang Zhujun, who had been standing upstairs and secretly looking down through the gap in the window, heard what An Zhenqi said, and his heart went straight to his throat.

Someone saw, and what happened that night was seen again.

Could it be that God has eyes?
Wang Zhujun upstairs was scared out of his wits, but Yao Qingxiang downstairs quickly calmed down.

If only they had proof, if anyone had seen it.

It was not them who rushed to the inn now, but people from the government office.

He also clearly remembered that there were no other cruise ships that were close to them that night, and even if there were cruise ships that were actually seen, they should be far away.

Their cruise ship was covered from head to stern with a black cloth, so far away that even if someone saw it, there was no evidence at all that it was them.

"I don't have time to mess around with you here. If you really have evidence and witnesses, you can report to the government and let the government arrest us."

After finishing speaking, Yao Qingxiang turned around and was about to leave, he was too lazy to spend time talking with them here.

He also wanted to go back and discuss carefully with Wang Zhujun where to go.

(End of this chapter)