Yang Chen's momentum suddenly surged, and he said angrily: "Put away your arrogance, in my eyes, the Meng family is nothing!"
"Of course, if the Meng family wants revenge, just come over and I, Yang Chen, will take care of them all!"
Yang Chen was really angry. He originally held some hope. As long as he didn't see Zhou Yucui's body, everything was possible.
But now, even though Meng Hui's hands were crushed by him, he still refused to let go, which made him feel that his hope was getting slimmer and slimmer.
"Meng Tianjiao, even your father has chosen to give up on Meng Hui, why are you jumping out?"
Han Xiaotian looked at the middle-aged man and said: "I will put the ugly words first today. As long as the Meng family dares to take action against Yang Chen, then we will start a war!"
Meng Tianjiao's expression was extremely gloomy. He ignored Han Xiaotian, but looked at Yang Chen and said, "Even if you kill Meng Hui now, you can't change the fact that your mother-in-law is dead!"
"People cannot be resurrected, so I can only express my condolences! For the sake of my son, I can agree to anything you ask for, as long as you let him go!"
Meng Tianjiao's attitude was extremely sincere. For him, as long as he could save Meng Hui, he would pay any price.
Only then did Yang Chen know that he was Meng Hui's father, no wonder he would come forward.
"OK!"
Yang Chen suddenly said jokingly.
"Really? What do you want?"
Meng Tianjiao suddenly felt happy and seemed to see hope.
Yang Chen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly: "I want you to kill him with your own hands!"
"Are you kidding me?"
Meng Tianjiao was immediately furious.
"roll!"
Yang Chen shouted angrily: "If anyone dares to plead for mercy again, I will kill Meng Hui now!"
Meng Tianjiao's face was full of anger. He had just seen Yang Chen's power with his own eyes. He knew very well that Yang Chen really dared to kill Meng Hui.
Yang Chen reached out and pinched Meng Hui's vagina. Meng Hui, who had just fainted, suddenly opened his eyes.
Soon, a strong pain swept through his body, and he started to cry again.
"Let me ask you one last time, where are Zhou Yucui's bones?"
Yang Chen's expression suddenly became very calm: "If the answer doesn't satisfy me, then I can only kill you!"
Today, he has lost control too much, and for him, this is not a good thing.
Hearing this, Meng Hui seemed to have forgotten the pain, and said with fear on his face: "I, I, I really..."
"Meng Hui! Tell the truth!"
Meng Tianjiao said angrily.
Regarding his son, he knew very well what Meng Hui wanted to say.
He knew very well that this was Yang Chen's last inquiry.
Everyone's eyes fell on Meng Hui, waiting for his answer.
Meng Hui's face was full of ferocity, and looking at his hands that had been completely destroyed, his eyes were full of hatred.
Originally, he thought that as long as he didn't tell Zhou Yucui's whereabouts, Yang Chen wouldn't kill him, but now he realized that if he didn't tell the truth, he would really die.
But once Zhou Yucui's whereabouts is revealed, his life will be ruined.
Time passed minute by minute, Yang Chen did not rush, and quietly waited for Meng Hui's response.
"If I tell the truth, can you let me go?" Meng Hui suddenly asked.
"Do you think there is still room for bargaining with me now?" Yang Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Since there is no guarantee of survival, why should I tell you the truth?"
Meng Hui gritted his teeth and said.
He was betting that Yang Chen would compromise.
"If that's the case, then go and die!"
After Yang Chen finished speaking, he stepped hard on Meng Hui's head.
"Meng Hui!"
Meng Tianjiao roared.
Meng Hui watched helplessly as one foot got closer and closer to his face.
Seeing that Yang Chen's foot was about to step down, Meng Hui collapsed completely and shouted: "I said! I said! She is still alive! Still alive!"