C146 A tyrant in the village
The old man's blood was dried up, and he did not bleed too much, so he did not make a sound.
The son at the side, Li Qinghu, as well as many other descendants of the Li Family knelt in front of the corpse, crying their hearts out without saying a word.
Zhang Nan frowned, he did not come here to kill you, but to clarify the truth of the matter. You may be dead, but this matter is not over