Chapter 689

But how did she not expect that such a waste, a waste that can only sit in a wheelchair, how can she practice martial arts?!

Qi Zimo's eyes twinkled a little red light and looked at Qi coldly: "Qi Shi, when you added something to my mother's tocolysis pill, did you ever think that you would have such a day?"

Qi was terrified: "no, you can't do this to me! Tell me, I'm still your elder! "

"Elder?" Qi Zimo sneered, "an elder who framed his nephew and made his nephew's legs disabled when he was born? Well, I really can't afford such an elder. "

"No No... "

"No? I'm afraid it's not my aunt's turn to say no. at the beginning, you killed my mother in childbirth. Today, as a son, I want to get justice for her. In this way, my mother can completely close her eyes under the nine springs. "

"You are a junior, there is no way to solve my problem of life and death!" Qi's face was red by Qi Zimo, "I want to see my brother, I want to see my mother, I want to see my grandmother! You can't decide my life and death! "

"See my father?" Qi Zimo sneered, "if my father knows who my mother died for, do you think you can go to hell so happily? I'm afraid it will be more terrible than the two ways of death that grandma gave you! So cherish it. "

"No way You're lying to me Her elder brother has always loved her most. How could she die?!

"Impossible? Think about it carefully. What's the appearance of my father's favorite concubine recently? Is it similar to my mother? " Without hesitation, Qi Zimo directly pierced Qi's inner fantasy.

Qi suddenly remembered that the woman's face suddenly turned pale.

How can it be!

It's been so many years. How can brother not forget that woman!

What's so good about that woman? How can I make my elder brother remember so much! Is it because of that woman that big brother is going to ignore her!

"No Don't... " Qi's consciousness gradually blurred, already felt that he could not escape the disaster.

I didn't expect that when I sent a letter to Qi Fu, I got my own death!

"It seems that there are two choices, but my aunt doesn't choose one. If I have to choose one that makes me die miserably, then my nephew will be rude."

Qi Zi's ink face was expressionless, and his hand moved slightly. He twisted Qi's neck directly, which made Qi have no time to shout out a word.

To death, Qi's eyes are not closed, of course, Qi Zimo will not be kind to Qi's eyes closed.

"Come on, my aunt committed suicide."

Qi Zimo yelled and wrapped three feet of white silk around Qi's neck, hanging directly toward the beam.

Standing outside the door, mother Hu heard the sound, quickly opened the door and came in. She saw that Qi had been hanging on the beam, her body was shaking gently.

Mother Hu had already stepped forward and pushed Qi Zimo aside: "how is Master Sun? The old slave will report the matter to the old lady

I didn't expect that the people of Qi Fu were really decisive.

The old lady was still sitting in the hall chatting happily with Qi Yiyao. She saw Mother Hu rushing in from the outside. Directly knelt in front of the old lady: "old lady, second lady, no more."