The open mountain top, the early morning wind blowing slowly.

Two figures hang from two towering trees 100 meters apart.

Below is the abyss. If you fall down, you will be crushed to pieces.

The child's cry echoed in the mountains one after another.

Xia Ling bit her lips and stared at Dunde with hatred. Unexpectedly, he would be so crazy and hang her and Zizi on two trees respectively.

Something flashed through Dunde's mind.

He said to see who Fu Yunting saved first.

This vicious man, how can he be so abnormal!

"Dunde, you are still not human? Even if you hate my husband, Zizi is your own son. Why do you treat him like this!"

"Dunde, you coward, can only bully women and children. You have the ability to come at me."

"Dunde, you really refresh my three views. You are the best of scum!"

“......”

Xia Ling scolded Dunde and vented her depression.

Du Ende's face was gloomy. Looking at Xia Ling's direction, he suddenly squatted down and untied the rope tied to a stone.

Xia Ling's body fell sharply, which made her scream.

"Ah!"

Damn dunder, is he going to kill her now?

Xia Ling closed her eyes and felt the wind whistling in her ear.

After a moment, the body finally stood still.

Xia Ling opened her eyes and saw that she had fallen more than ten meters.

"Smelly woman, try another scold?"

Du Ende stared at Xia Ling gloomily, "scold again, and I'll send you to the West first!"

Xia Ling's red lips closed tightly and stared at him with hatred.

This kind of scum man will die hard!

At this time, overhead came the roar of the plane.

Xia Ling's heart jumped and her eyes locked the plane tightly.

Is Fu Yunting here?

The plane landed steadily, the cabin opened, and Fu Yunting's tall figure walked out.

Far away, I can't see the expression on my face, but I can obviously feel his cold breath while walking.

Xia Ling bit his lips and tried to suppress the voice that wanted to call him, so as not to distract him.

"Uncle."

Du Weijia cried and called Fu Yunting.

Fu Yunting's black eyes looked into the distance. When he saw the two people hanging from the tree, he was full of anger, and his face was full of haze.

His eyes glanced at doonde, hoping to break his body into pieces.

Du Ende looked at him, played with the sharp knife in his hand and said coldly, "Fu Yunting, are you here?"

"The money and the plane are ready. Let them go."

Without much nonsense, Fu Yunting threw a large box in front of Du Ende and opened his mouth in a deep voice.

Doonde played with his sharp knife and squatted down slowly. "Step back and don't come any closer."

He needs to check the money first.

When the inspection is completed and the number is correct, the good play will begin.

Fu Yunting ignored Du Ende and stared closely at the two men hanging from the tree, his fists creaking.

If dunder had a trick, maybe he wouldn't be able to save both at the same time.

I just hope everything goes well.

"OK, Fu Yunting, let's play a game."

Dunde closed the box contentedly. "See, one is your current wife and the other is your first love son. Who do you care more about? If I let go of their rope at the same time, who would you save first?"

Fu Yunting has hurt him badly. Today, he has to teach him a lesson!

"Dunde, are you still not human? Zizi is your own son!"

"Who knows! That smelly woman Fu manyun has always been thinking of you. Maybe this wild seed is yours!"

Dunde went to the big stone tied with the rope and stood still, his face full of abnormal pleasure.