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Chapter 92: Liu Qilong (2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“You deserve to die! You deserve to die! Why can you live so comfortably? Why?!”

“You heartless thing! What right do you have to take so many things and not share them with me!”

“If it wasn’t for you refusing to take out the medicine! My son would not have died!”

Ye Xingchen was speechless for a moment. Lin Sijia, who was standing beside him, and Zhao Hao, who was stepping on Liu Qilong’s body, were angry.

Did Ye Xingchen owe him something? Who was he to ask Ye Xingchen to take out his things and give them to him?!

“You! How can you be like this?! Ye Xingchen doesn’t owe you anything!” Lin Sijia frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

Zhao Hao stomped hard on Liu Qilong’s chest. “Look at what you’re saying. Can’t you see how good Little Ye is to our neighbors? Why are you so ungrateful?”

Liu Qilong’s eyes were bloodshot, and even the veins on his neck popped out. “It’s you! You’re the one who killed them!”

Ye Xingchen finally understood the reason. He was a little helpless. Of course, he understood the principle that an innocent man would be punished if he held a treasure without sharing.

However, Ye Xingchen was still a little curious. After all, Liu Qilong’s house should have run out of supplies long ago. When he looked at the surveillance cameras, he didn’t see anyone robbing his neighbor’s food.

“What’s going on? Didn’t he run out of food a long time ago?”

Lin Sijia pursed her lips and looked away. “His mother didn’t make it… Later, because there was no medicine, his son also…”

Lin Sijia’s voice was a little muffled. The three people present all knew what Liu Qilong relied on to survive.

“Oh? So that’s how it is?”

Ye Xingchen’s brows raised as he walked in front of Liu Qilong. He then lowered his head and stared at Liu Qilong with a smile.

“I thought you were a filial son. You even said that I was disturbing your mother’s rest when I renovated the house.”

“Haha, in the end, the filial son was so hungry that he ate his own mother?”

“Oh, no, not only your mother but also your son… Maybe your wife?”

Liu Qilong, who was shouting, suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Xingchen in a daze.

“Sigh, I’m very kind. Your child is still young. How can I bear to watch a child die from infection?”

“Didn’t 1 get someone to bring you the medicine later? Why, didn’t you get it?”

Ye Xingchen pretended to be surprised as he looked at Lin Sijia. Lin Sijia was obviously stunned as well. After she reacted, she nodded repeatedly and continued Ye Xingchen’s words. “Yeah, didn’t 1 bring the medicine to your house once?”

Liu Qilong’s mind was already not clear. He had eaten too much sour meat, and his nerves had already begun to change.

“No, that’s impossible!”

For a moment, he couldn’t even tell if Lin Sijia was telling the truth or not. He couldn’t even tell if she had come to his house again.

“No, no, impossible. You lied to me, you lied to me!”

“Actually, your son is fine. 1 told Doctor Lin to watch him take the medicine. You killed your son!”

“Not only did you kill your son, but you also killed your own mother. You didn’t even let your wife off!”

“Impossible! It was absolutely impossible! My son didn’t take his medicine! He died of illness!”

Liu Qilong muttered. He seemed to be refuting Ye Xingchen, but he also seemed to be hypnotizing himself.

“Why would I lie to you? At that time, I was the one who accompanied Doctor Lin. I clearly saw your son take the anti-inflammatory medicine!”

Ye Xingchen said with a hint of regret on his face.

“Ugh, you have clearly already eaten your mother. Why are you still not satisfied and want to eat your son as well…”

“It’s a pity that your son is so young. His life hasn’t even begun yet, and he’s already been eaten by a good father like you.”

“You’re really a good father, a good husband, and a good son…”

Ye Xingchen’s tone suddenly became sinister. “You ate your mother and son, but how could you kill your wife?”

“Your mother couldn’t make it. Your son was sick, but your wife was a living person. She wasn’t sick or in pain, but she was still killed and eaten by you…” Liu Qilong’s mind was already muddled. When he heard Ye Xingchen’s words, his mind became even more chaotic, like a puddle of paste.

“Impossible, impossible, my son is not dead! My wife is not dead either! My mother is still alive!”

Lin Sijia’s heart was also creeped out by Ye Xingchen’s words. Of course, she knew that these were all made up by Ye Xingchen.

For a moment, Lin Sijia’s heart was filled with fear of Ye Xingchen. No wonder he didn’t kill Liu Qilong even though he had pulled out his gun.

It turned out that he felt that dying like this was too easy for Liu Qilong. Other than killing him physically, he also wanted to defeat his mind.

All of a sudden, Liu Qilong stopped struggling. He had already collapsed after hearing Ye Xingchen’s words. He didn’t even know what he was doing.

“Impossible, you’re all lying to me… You’re all lying to me… My family is not dead, they are not dead…”

Ye Xingchen suddenly burst into laughter. “I thought you really loved your son that much! You even said that you would avenge your family, but in the end, you ate your entire family!”

“If you really want revenge, shouldn’t you commit suicide? After all, wasn’t it you who killed your entire family?”

Liu Qilong lay on the ground, his eyes unfocused. “Impossible, impossible, you’re talking nonsense, impossible…”

“Ahhh!”

With a scream, Liu Qilong suddenly writhed on the ground like a snake, and then suddenly laughed maniacally, giving Zhao Hao, who was stepping on him, a fright.

“Uh, what happened to him, Little Ye…”

Zhao Hao was frightened by Liu Qilong’s writhing on the ground, but he didn’t dare to let go of his leg rashly. He was afraid that once he let go, Liu Qilong would jump up and attack Ye Xingchen.

“Brother Zhao, raise your feet and stand back.”

As he spoke, Ye Xingchen pretended to take something out of his pocket. Then, he took out a self-made Molotov cocktail from his space and lit it up before throwing it at Liu Qilong.

The patrolman on duty today was coming over. When he saw the sudden fire, he was shocked and quickly ran over.

“It’s fine, Big Brother Zhao. It’s been hard for you to come.”

Clapping his hands, Ye Xingchen looked at Liu Qilong’s body that was writhing in the fire. “I’m still too kind. Forget it, I’ll let you warm up before you die..”