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Chapter 172: The Bureau That Can't Get Out(2/2)

The old lady shouted, and her grandchildren cried even more.

Bang!

The prefect listened to the bad luck and slapped him directly. As he was beaten, the prefect suddenly had an idea and pulled this and went in!

"What do you want to do?" Huang immediately became alert when he saw him pulling his son.

The prefect smiled softly, "Nothing is done, Yanran, although your mother is not good to you, I know these brothers are not good to you. Now you just need to take out the evidence in your hand to your father. If your father can survive, won't you all survive?"

Looking at the despicable smile on the prefect, Song Yanran felt more disgusted, and even felt that the blood of such a person was bleed into shame.

"This is your son. Don't you find it funny to threaten me with your son?" This is the first time that Song Yanran spoke loudly to the prefect Song.

Even though he was angry, there was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he was even cold and looked like looking at a stranger.

But this kind of demeanor means that the daughter of a daughter should have.

"Okay, okay!" The prefect laughed. He always felt that Song Yanran was timid and afraid of things, but he didn't expect that he had read it wrong.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!" Huangpu also ran over after getting the news. When he saw this, his legs were so scared that he felt weak. He held the prefect's arm and kept shaking, "If you have something to say, don't be impulsive!"

"Get out!" The prefect kicked Huangpuan when he was angry.

Huang Pu'an was kicked and rolled on the ground twice.

"Son!" When the old lady saw that her son was beaten, she had to go out to help her without thinking.

Bang!

An arrow shot straight on the door frame.

The old lady fell to the ground in shock. If she took another step forward, the arrow would penetrate her feet.

"What the hell are you going to do, what do you do!" The old lady slapped the ground helplessly.

The prefect suddenly laughed, "What can I do? Of course I will save my life!"

The playing arrow in his hand suddenly pointed at Huang Pu'an, "As long as you ask her to take out all the evidence, I won't torture you like this!" His hand slowly pointed at Song Yanran.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" It was just a small arrow, which scared Huang Pu'an so much that he hugged his head and didn't even dare to show off his anger.

"Yanran, grandmother begs you to give it to your father." The old lady crawled to Song Yanran, crying with tears in her nose.

"Mom, get up!" Before Song Yanran could speak, Huang pulled the person up first, "Don't make things difficult for Yanran. Do you think we will put it on after she gave it? It's impossible!"

Huang knew some laws, and when the prefect of Song Dynasty spoke out his purpose, Huang's heart died!

The prefect Song did not want the Huang family to serve as a scapegoat for him. Such a ruthless and unrighteous thing could be left to live at this critical moment.

Seeing that Huang was so smart that he couldn't help but applaud her, "This is my good wife, just!"

The prefect Song turned his words and kicked Huang Pu'an hard, "Are you afraid of death?"
Chapter completed!
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