Ye Qiaorui stood up, rubbed his shoulder that was not painful at all, and laughed at Ye Zhenshan with aggrieved and embarrassed, and shouted timidly, "Dad!"
Ye Zhenshan glared at him angrily and cursed, "What's the use of asking you?" He wanted to curse again, but he heard Ye Xuan shout anxiously, "Fifth Grandpa, he ran away!
Didn't vent my anger on my fifth aunt? Do you want to catch him? Don't let him run away!"
Ye Zhendong took advantage of Ye Zhenshan's time to scold Ye Qiaorui and sneaked into the crowd. Before he could slip away, he heard Ye Xuanwu's shouts. He was afraid that Ye Zhenshan would be caught and ignored anything else, so he pulled the crowd out and ran out.
Ye Zhenshan heard Ye Xuanwu's words and his anger that had just calmed down instantly rose again. He reached out and snatched the stick in his son's hand and threw it out in the direction of Ye Zhendong. The stick flew all the way to Ye Zhendong, and a muffled sound was thrust into the direction of Ye Zhendong.
Ye Zhendong's back smashed him and staggered for a while but it did not stop him from continuing to run.
After Ye Zhendong injured Ye Fengqiao, he kept patrolling and hiding, but he was caught by the Guo brothers and gave it to Min Yousan. He thought he would be sued by Ye Zhenshan and thought he would go to jail. He was complaining that he was shameless when he was old.
Seeing his dead parents, he thought that he would sue Ye Zhenshan and Ye Fengqiao when he saw his dead parents. Just as he was worried, he learned that Ye Zhenshan had not sued him and could leave.
But when he walked out of the police station gate, he immediately retreated back into the door, looking at Ye Zhenshan across the road outside the gate, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. After seeing him, he was scared to death.
He sat on the ground with his legs weak and his butt. Although Ye Zhenshan didn't tell him a word, he knew Ye Zhenshan was just waiting for him.
He stood still, Ye Zhenshan bit the smoke, squinting his eyes and stared at him. He wanted to turn a blind eye and pretend to leave. But when he stepped out of the door, Ye Zhenshan held the kitchen knife in his right hand a moment ago.
After a moment, he slapped his own leg rhythmically.
Ye Zhendong saw his sudden movements and felt his heart suddenly twitch. He stared at the knife that Ye Zhenshan slapped on his legs, and felt that the knife was more like it was twitching on his face, making
His face shivered uncontrollably, and he froze his feet inside and outside the door on the threshold line of the police station.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, Ye Zhenshan broke the deadlock and smiled at him, holding the knife's hand and raised it to him, making a "please" action. Looking at his sarcastic look, Ye Zhendong felt even more panicked.
He quietly took back the foot that he had stepped out.
The two of them were stalemate again across the road and a door. It seemed that no one had any intention of leaving first.
A staff member also came forward to ask Ye Zhendong to leave, and Ye Zhendong smiled and made excuses. He originally wanted the staff to come forward to stop Ye Zhenshan, but before he could speak, the staff member smiled and shouted at the people across the road.
Uncle Wu, his friendly attitude and coldness towards him were like two people. Ye Zhendong was so angry that he could not speak anything in his throat. Finally, when it was getting dark, Ye Zhendong insulted the staff.
He was locked up again, and then Ye Zhendong left with a kitchen knife.
For more than three months, every time Ye Zhendong was released, he would be scared by Ye Zhenshan, who was guarding the door, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, so scared that he did not dare to leave the police station gate. In the end, he ended up being locked up again, and this was repeated.