Seeing the riding whip coming towards his face, "Qiao Tai", a big man in brocade clothes, looked slightly startled and his eyes widened. He seemed not to have expected that Wei Tu, who had always been gentle and humble in his single house, would act so cruelly at this moment. Wrong judgment! Qiao Tai was anxious, his throat rolled, and he pushed his fear of Wei Tu deep into his mind. He leaned sideways and used his right hand to grab the whip drawn by Wei Tu. He is also a martial artist. Although he does not think that he is Wei Tu's opponent, he is confident that he should be able to grasp the whip and avoid the whip that Wei Tu swings at him. However. The next moment. Qiao Tai saw the whip in front of him like a phantom, bypassing his extended right hand and landing on his right cheek. Immediately, Qiao Tai noticed the burning pain on his right cheek and the itching sensation of blood flowing from the wound. The sound follows.
The crackling sound of riding whips vibrating and flying in the air was also heard at this time. But what horrified Qiao Tai was that he could only hear the sound in his left ear, and the other right ear was temporarily deafened at this moment. "No, it was crippled. The eardrum of the right ear should have been shattered by the remaining force of the whip..." Qiao Tai touched the itchy ear and saw blood on his fingers. He was shocked and at the same time understood immediately. "Brother Qiao, you still want to block Wei at the door?" Wei Tu glanced at Qiao Tai and said in a cold tone. Just now, his riding crop fell and Qiao Tai was slightly injured, but at this moment, Qiao Tai had no intention of giving up his position and was still firmly blocked at the door. Saw this scene. Wei Tu understood immediately. This was because Shan Fang and his wife were sure that he would not rely on his official position and martial arts strength to be really cruel to them. After all, even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected - he has received a favor from his master Shan Wuju. Even if Shan Fang and his wife are unfilial, he cannot rely on his own power to "oppress" them. This was the confidence of Shan Fang and his wife to block him, an eighth-grade military attache. Because, he is not only an eighth-grade military attache, but also a disciple of Shan Wuju. Qiao Tai covered his wound and remained silent, not answering Wei Tu's words. "The master's situation... only lasts for half a day." At this time, Shan Gao, who was behind Wei Tu, stepped forward and whispered to Wei Tu. Hear this. Wei Tu's face darkened. He knew the meaning of Shan Gao's words, or in other words, when Qiao Tai blocked the door, he roughly guessed what Shan Fang and his wife were thinking. Shan Fang and his wife forbade others to see Shan Wuju before his death...
First, Shan Wuju can arrange the faults of other relatives in front of Shan Wuju, so that Shan Wuju can "remake" the will. People who are about to die of old age are often unconscious and easily deceived. In both cases, even if Shan Wuju did not make a new will and was not deceived, the last people Shan Wuju saw were Shan Fang and his wife, so they could "remake" a will by themselves through Shan Wuju's mouth. "Since Brother Qiao is like this, don't blame Wei for being cruel." Wei Tu's mind went back and forth, and after thinking for a few breaths, he finally made up his mind. He looked at Qiao Tai and said coldly. He didn't want to make too much of a fuss when his master was about to die in a single martial arts competition, so after giving Qiao Tai a riding crop, he wanted to let Qiao Tai know where to go and not block the door anymore. In addition, while leaving Qiao Tai time to think... he is also waiting for Shan Yangong's arrival... Although Shan Yangong set out from Fucheng at the same time as him, because his equestrian skills were far better than Shan Yangong, he was one step ahead and arrived at Shanzhai in Sanyuan Township before Shan Yangong. Shan Yangong is Shan's eldest son. For some matters that are difficult for him as an "outsider" to decide, Shan Yangong can make decisions with a single word instead of Shan Wuju. "Brother Yan Gong is the same. If you want to inform me, just send someone to go. Why do you need to make this trip yourself and leave Shan Fang and his wife free..." Thinking of this, Wei Tu couldn't help but shake his head. ——He guessed that maybe Shan Yangong didn't expect that Shan Fang and his wife would be so mean, driving away Shan Gao who was accompanying him on the sickbed, and then blocked the door of the living room. The words fell. Qiao Tai felt a sudden chill in his heart. The riding crop whipped by Wei Tu just now had already made him deaf in his right ear, making him a "disabled person"... If Wei Tu had a cruel idea next, even if he saved his life today and did not die, other parts of his body would inevitably become disabled. The more Qiao Tai thought about it, the more frightened he became. Regardless of his "kinship" relationship with Wei Tu, he is just a son-in-law of the Shan family, and his status is not high inside or outside the Shan family. Wei Tu, an eighth-grade military attaché, even if he was killed in the street, he would at most be dismissed from office and pay compensation, and he would not be imprisoned. Thinking of this, Qiao Tai stopped being stubborn. He swallowed, moved a step, and made way for Wei Tu to lead into the house. ——If he were to become useless, given Shan Fang’s character, she might not treat him well, and she might find another new love. See this. The cold light in Wei Tu's eyes dimmed slightly, he turned around, nodded to Mr. Shan Gao, and motioned for him to follow him inside. Seeing Mrs. Shan Gao walking into the living room, Qiao Tai wanted to stop her, but after thinking about it, he still didn't dare to take this step. Entered the living room. Wei Tu lifted up the curtain in the room and saw Shan Wuju lying on the hospital bed. His face was gloomy, his expression was dull, and he smelled of an old man. He turned his eyes and looked at Shan Fang who was sitting next to the bed. Shan Fang was sitting on the stool. When she felt Wei Tu's eyes on her, she became slightly nervous and her face turned slightly pale.
Just now, through the sounds coming from outside the house, she had roughly guessed the conflict between Wei Tu and Qiao Tai, as well as Wei Tu's domineering attitude. "Take it out? Or not to take it out?" Shan Fang was torn in her heart. At this moment, her right hand, which was hidden in her sleeve, was holding tightly a piece of writing paper. As time went by, this letter gradually became wet with sweat from her palms. She was worried that if she didn't take out this piece of letterhead, the new writing on it would be wetted by the sweat from her palms and become smeared with ink. At that point, it doesn’t count. While Shan Fang was thinking, Wei Tu's voice came to her ears. "Master, are you okay?" This question came in a gentle voice, completely opposite to the domineering tone outside the door just now. Shan Fang was startled. She immediately understood that this was because Wei Tu did not want to cause too much trouble before his father died, causing his father to die with regrets. "It's... not bad..." Shan Fang had a smile on her face. But after she finished speaking, she felt something was inappropriate, so she added, "Dad... half an hour ago, he could barely speak a few words, but now he can't speak at all, as if he has dementia. " "Dad estimates that he will pass away in a while." Shan Fang sighed. As she spoke, her expression changed from nervous to calm, with a little sadness. now. She didn't know whether she was showing her true feelings or deliberately pretending to be in front of Wei Tu. Many thanks to the leader of the lonely alliance for the reward, and also to the old bookworm in 2009 for the reward of 100 starting coins. For updates from the leader, I will add updates to the VIP chapter after it is released. There will be a title prompt at that time. It is not easy to add updates during the free period. Also, please give me some follow-up reading. There is still some further reading to do, and this book can be a very important recommendation. I hope readers can help me. Kneel down and thank you.