Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 703 Never Let Go
Yao Qingxiang who was lying on the ground was still indifferent, the only thing that could give her a response was the blood gushing from his stomach.

"Haha! This is what God has eyes for. Do you know what evil is rewarded for evil? If you dare to commit murder and set fire, you should have expected such an end. Wang Zhujun, your retribution is coming soon, so you Just wait to die!"

Seeing Yao Qingxiang lying on the ground really motionless, An Zhenqi felt terrified, but also happy.

"what--"

Wang Zhujun couldn't listen to An Zhenqi's words at this moment.

All she could think of now were what Yao Qingxiang had just said to her upstairs.

"Find a place where no one recognizes us, we are together openly, I earn money, you manage the house, and we are having two children."

His plan was so good, she was willing to let go of everything here and go with her, and she also saw that her happiness was close at hand, but she didn't expect to be destroyed by Meng Kejun and his group in the end.

"The doctor is here, let everyone in, let the doctor go in."

Outside the crowded crowd, a voice sounded, and everyone immediately made way for them.

The doctor with the medicine box on his back hurried to Yao Qingxiang's side, and first felt the pulse on his wrist.

Then he reached out to touch his carotid artery, then shook his head, and was about to leave with his medicine box on his back.

"Doctor, doctor, give me some medicine! You haven't written a prescription yet! Just write it, no matter how expensive the prescription is, we can afford it, you can't just leave like this!"

Kneeling on the ground, Wang Zhujun grabbed the doctor's medicine box and refused to let him go.

As soon as he left, it proved that Yao Qingxiang really couldn't be saved, he really died.

"Ma'am, you should prepare for the funeral."

The doctor shook his head, then broke free from Wang Zhujun's restraint and left.

"Yao Qingxiang, you can't just leave me like this, you can't just leave me alone!"

Wang Zhujun shook his head repeatedly, and all the tears fell on Yao Qingxiang's body.

However, the corpse lying on the ground still failed to give her any response, even his body was still getting colder.

"A good death! A good death!"

The sadder and sadder Wang Zhujun was crying, the happier An Zhenqi felt.

Last time, when Qingfeng had an accident, when Kejun was so sad, these two beasts must have been very happy.

"It was you - it was you - it was you who killed Qingxiang -"

Suddenly, Wang Zhujun stared at An Zhenqi with blood-red eyes, and pointed at him with his blood-stained hands.

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone here has seen it. He rushed to that little brother's spear by himself. It's neither my business nor that little brother's. It's only his own business. As for the matter, he himself said just now that no one can stop him if he wants to die."

An Zhenqi was not afraid of being accused by Wang Zhujun of killing himself. Everyone here saw the situation at that time, and it had nothing to do with him.

Even if it was none of his business, it would be worth everything if he could avenge his own Qingfeng.

"I want to avenge Qingxiang—I want to kill you—"

After speaking, he pulled out the spear that Yao Qingxiang had stuck in his stomach, and rushed towards An Zhenqi directly.

Seeing that the spear directly pierced An Zhenqi's body, the people standing by and watching gasped hard in fright.

At this time, no one dared to go forward to stop him, for fear that Mr. Wang Zhu would get red-eyed and stab someone with the long spear in his hand.

Chen Huanzhang wanted to stop him, but he was too far away, and Xu Debiao's subordinates were blocking him, so he couldn't get out at all.

Seeing that the spear that was still stained with Yao Qingxiang's blood was about to pierce An Zhenqi's stomach, at this moment, another gust of wind suddenly blew, and then a stone slightly larger than a peanut hit the spear. Hit the gun head directly to the ground.

In the end, it was not the sharp spear head that poked An Zhenqi's body, but the spear stick.

"Wang Zhujun, what are you doing?"

Outside the crowd, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

Meng Kejun with a big belly was hurried over with the help of Qiaohui.

Seeing Yao Qingxiang lying motionless on the ground and out of breath, Meng Kejun's face immediately turned pale.

She didn't expect things to turn out like this, but on the way here just now, she also heard others explain clearly that it was Yao Qingxiang who turned around and bumped into the spear, and had nothing to do with others.

"Meng Ke-jun, it's just in time for you to come. I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you bitch! All this is because of you, because of you bitch."

Wang Zhujun threw the gun stick in his hand, picked up the gun head on the ground, and was about to stab Meng Kejun.

Meng Kejun turned pale with fright again, covering his stomach with both hands and retreating step by step.

Just two steps away from Wang Zhujun and Meng Kejun, Meng Kejun only felt a gust of wind rising behind her, and then she saw with her own eyes that two small stones hit Wang Zhujun's feet from her direction.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Zhujun, who was holding the gun end in his hand, fell straight down in front of him.

Glowing coldly, the tip of the gun, still stained with Yao Qingxiang's blood, rolled to her feet.

Seeing this, Qiaohui immediately stepped on the tip of the gun to prevent Wang Zhujun from picking up the tip of the gun again and hurting Meng Kejun.

"Mr. Wang Zhu, you know the truth about killing people and setting fire, and killing people for life! Yao Qingxiang is dead, and you want to kill people for life. My Qingfeng is dead. Do I have to kill you to pay for life?"

Meng Kejun said bitterly, with tightly clenched fists, he wished he could pick up the tip of the gun right now, stab her directly into her chest, and finish her off.

"Meng Ke-jun, you don't have evidence, so you can't just wrongly accuse me."

Wang Zhujun quickly got up from the ground, completely avoiding Dong Qingfeng's death and himself.

"If you dare to do it, I will naturally find evidence."

Meng Kejun looked at her with deep eyes, hoping to see more flaws in her eyes.

Wang Zhujun turned his head away immediately, for fear that she would see something in him.

The heart is in Yao Qingxiang's death, no one is going to help her anymore, she can only fight alone.

"The government is here, the government is here!"

Following someone's yell, a group of officers and soldiers in yamen clothes rushed out in a short while.

All the three floors in the scene and the three floors outside were surrounded.

Before the county magistrate came in, Wang Zhujun knelt down, crying and calling for the magistrate to make decisions for her.

"Excuse me, everyone here, what is the matter, you can say what you see, don't wrong this little brother who is a performer, and don't wrong my father."

Meng Kejun hurriedly asked the people present to testify. As long as they were willing to testify, then this matter had nothing to do with An Zhenqi and the little brother who was a performer.

(End of this chapter)