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Chapter 146 Don't Call Him Anymore

"Bang!"

In the silent mountain forest, gunfire suddenly rang out.

From the black muzzle of the shotgun, a piece of iron sand was sprayed out, causing the vegetation to fall down.

Yang Tian rolled forward fiercely and felt pain in his arm, which had been hit by iron sand.

The mountains were high and the forests were so dense that Yang Tian didn't even have time to see who fired the gun.

Chen Xueer fell to the ground, trembling all over, and her mind went blank.

"Yang Tian, ​​you forced me to do this. I want a house, why don't you give it to me? How can your brother get married without a house? That's your cousin, why don't you take care of him?"

Yang Jianshe's crazy voice sounded.

The shot seemed to have missed Yang Tian, ​​so he pushed another bullet into the gun chamber.

"Uncle, you still want to kill me for the sake of my house. You are really my good uncle!"

Yang Tian's face suddenly turned livid. He didn't expect Yang Jianshe to be so insane and crazy that he wanted to beat him to death if he couldn't grab his house.

So cruel!

"But killing is illegal!"

"Is it illegal? Your mother-in-law is missing. I am your only relative. Once I beat you to death, I will push you down the mountain and say that you slipped and fell off the cliff. Who will make the decision for you?"

Yang Jianshe sneered. He had already planned it. After beating Yang Tian to death, he would say that Yang Tian accidentally slipped and fell to death.

In Xiushui Village, a remote and remote area, people living in poverty were poor. When the time came, he would send some money to Chen Dachun. As long as the village chief didn't say anything and even the police station didn't need to be alerted, he could dispose of Yang Tian's body.

If Yang Tian loses his parents, who will make the decision for him?

"Yang Tian, ​​I seem to be injured!"

When Chen Xueer came back to her senses, she felt a sharp pain in her body. She reached out and touched a piece of blood on her back. The scarlet blood frightened Chen Xueer's pretty face and turned pale.

"Yang Tian, ​​uncle, I've been kind to you. I asked you to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny, so that you won't be alone!" Yang Jianshe didn't care about Chen Xueer's life and death. When he saw Yang Tian's clothes faintly exposed behind the grass, he quickly

Aiming there, he fired again.

"Bang!"

With one shot, Yang Tian's clothes were immediately smashed to pieces.

Yang Jianshe's eyes lit up, and he hurried over there and beat Yang Tian to death. Not only could he take over Yang Tian's small foreign-style building, but the small 100,000 yuan that Yang Tian earned was also his.

He hurried over and took a closer look, but his expression changed.

There was only Yang Tian's tattered clothes behind the grass, and no one at all.

"Uncle, are you looking for me?"

Yang Tian's cold voice suddenly sounded from behind Yang Jianshe.

Yang Jianshe quickly turned around, intending to aim his gun at Yang Tian. The moment he turned around, Yang Tian took action like lightning, grabbed Yang Jianshe's wrist and twisted it hard.

"Gela!"

"ah!"

The sound of bones being broken suddenly sounded, Yang Jianshe screamed, and the shotgun in his hand fell to the ground.

Yang Tian then kicked Yang Jianshe down and looked at him condescendingly.

"Uncle, do you really think I'm still the cripple Yang I was before?" Yang Tian stared at Yang Jianshe. He didn't expect that when he was in trouble, these so-called relatives would be more ruthless than strangers.

Strangers are indifferent at best, but these people want to squeeze the last bit of oil out of themselves.

"Gela!"

Yang Tian raised his foot and stepped down again, severely crushing Yang Jianshe's other hand.

"Xiaotian, Xiaotian, I am your uncle, please spare me, I will never dare again!"

Both hands were broken. Yang Jianshe was completely panicked and begged for mercy in horror.

"Now that you think about it, you are my uncle?"

Yang Tian's eyes were only cold.

If you want to seize his family's property or shoot him to death, what kind of relative would be so cruel?

"Yang Tian, ​​murder is illegal. If you kill me, you will go to jail!" Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, Yang Jianshe's eyes flashed and his tone became tough. "The most you can do is call the police to arrest me!"

Yang Jianshe had his own little plan in mind. He dared to shoot Yang Tian. One was because he felt that the matter was not a big deal and he could settle it himself. The other was that Xiushui Village had a war with Bailonghe Village in the early years and Yang Jianshe was hit on the head.

As a sap, there was something wrong with my brain at that time.

He pestered Chen Dachun for compensation, but Chen Dachun had no choice but to get him a mental disability certificate, and the state gave him a small amount of money every year.

Yang Jianshe is a certified mentally ill person, so what if he shoots and kills someone?

It was with this certificate that Yang Jianshe made up his mind to get rid of Yang Tian.

Now Yang Tian calls the police, and within a few days the police will obediently release him.

"Call the police?"

Yang Tian sneered, but he knew Yang Jianshe's plan very well. At that moment, Kunlun's true energy turned, and he directly condensed a Qi needle and stabbed Yang Jianshe in the brain.

"ah!"

Yang Jianshe screamed, his eyes suddenly crooked, his nose slanted, foaming at the mouth, and he fell in the grass and twitched.

"If you want to be a psychopath, then do it well!"

Yang Tian's eyes were cold and he looked at Yang Jianshe indifferently. After this needle pricked Yang Jianshe, Yang Jianshe was crippled. From now on, he would be a real mental patient and could not take care of himself.

How to repay kindness with kindness?

If Yang Jianshe wants his life, then he will make Yang Jianshe an idiot and mentally ill and suffer for the rest of his life.

"Bang!"

Yang Tian added another kick and kicked Yang Jianshe down the mountain.

"Yang Tian, ​​call an ambulance quickly!"

Chen Xueer's weak voice came from the grass nearby.

Yang Tian looked at his arm. His arm was rubbed by iron sand, and an iron stone was driven into his flesh. Kunlun's anger turned and he forced out the iron stone and stopped the bleeding. Yang Tian hurriedly went to check.

The situation of Chen Xueer.

The mountains here are high and the roads are far away, and it takes a lot of time to go down the mountain.

I just called 120 and waited for the town health center to send an ambulance. The day lily was already cold.

If something happens in Xiushui Village, the health center in Qingshan Town can't be counted on.

"It's too late to call an ambulance, let me take a look!"

Yang Tian immediately turned Chen Xueer over and saw that Chen Xueer's jeans and the clothes around her waist were soaked with blood.

He opened his clothes, revealing Chen Xueer's slender waist. Fortunately, the wound on her waist was not serious, it was just rubbed by iron sand.

Then Yang Tian began to take off Chen Xueer's pants.

"You...what are you doing?"

Chen Xueer suddenly trembled, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she was extremely panicked. Did Yang Tian want to take advantage of her injury and bully her in this deep mountain and old forest?

"Let me see the wound!" Yang Tian said seriously. He did not expect that by such a coincidence, Chen Xueer was also shot in the butt.

Chen Xueer has such a great butt, she can't let this old bastard Yang Jianshe smash it into pieces.

"You...you!"

Chen Xueer was at a loss and felt sharp pains coming from her buttocks. She had indeed been shot in the buttocks, but it would be too embarrassing to show Yang Tian like this.
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