Ye Ran didn't say anything. He walked closer and kicked Meng Duo and Yue Longyuan to the ground. Then he grabbed Meng Xueying's neck and lifted her body up.

"What you just said are true?"

A strong anger flashed between Ye Ran's brows, and he asked coldly.

"You bastard, kill me if you can!"

Meng Xueying's face turned red, and she said with difficulty but hatred: "Back then, wasn't it because your village woman used medicine on my father to have you!"

Ye Ran's eyes burst with murderous intent.

Meng Xueying's eyes were always firm, and she firmly believed in this statement.

Obviously, this is what Meng Changqin said himself.

Ye Ran thought that he and Meng Changqin would not have too much involvement. After all, he was his father, and he still had a debt of gratitude. Although he was unjust and let down his mother, her mother had also let go and once said that she did not blame Meng Changqin.

But now it seems that Meng Changqin is simply an ungrateful, ungrateful person.

The huge anger made Ye Ran lose his mind. His eyes were cold and his fingers tightened inch by inch.

Meng Xueying's face gradually turned red, and there was fear in her eyes, but more of it was the intense mockery.

"Wait a moment."

Just when Ye Ran was about to strangle Meng Xueying to death, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"You want to stop me?"

The familiar aura made the madness in his eyes dissipate somewhat, but his voice was like that of an abyss demon.

"Use this."

Lin Yan put a black dagger into Ye Ran's other hand.

His voice was clear and ethereal, but his tone was as sinister as a ghost, "Death in an instant is a gift of relief for them."

"I cut it off one by one, which will relieve my anger."

Lin Yan's voice gradually became softer, "It's just a matter of killing a few people, I can still handle it."

Meng Xueying's eyes were completely replaced by despair.

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Chapter completed!