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  Steward Qian looked at Murong Qi, then turned to Murong Lingran unwillingly, "He is your uncle, so are you really willing to let him be a waste for the rest of his life?"

   "To tell you the truth, in my heart he has never looked like an uncle in my life." Murong Lingran said in a very calm tone.

   Murong Xue struggled suddenly, "Woo woo... woo woo..."

   "Aran, even if you don't care about me, think about Axue, she is a girl, do you have the heart to let her jump into the fire pit?"

   Murong Lingran glanced at the embarrassed Murong Xue, and said lightly, "She was also caused by your own father, you don't care, why should we outsiders feel distressed?"

   Everyone thought it was justified, and immediately looked at Murong Xue with pity.

   Murong Xue's eyes showed despair.

   Seeing Steward Qian stunned, Murong Zhe said lightly, "If you want to do it, do it."

   "This..." Manager Qian sighed and said, "Murong Qi, since your eldest brother doesn't want to save you, then I have no choice."

   "Big brother! Big brother! Save me! Save me!"

   After all, he was his own child. Murong Liang was about to ask for mercy when Murong Zong suddenly whispered a few words in his ear.

Hearing this, Murong Liang was stunned, frowned and looked at Murong Xue, then at his son, and sighed: "Xue, it's because my father didn't teach you well that Dad hurt you, if you want to blame, blame me. Bar."

   When everyone saw that Murong Qi's biological father was saying that he was going to give up on him, the sighs came one after another.

  It is not surprising that Murong Qi has such a day.

   Manager Qian glanced at Murong Qi and suddenly fell silent.

   When everyone saw that he didn't make a move, Zhuang Qinghe frowned and said: "If you want to make a move, hurry up, it's still not a man who is grinding!"

   "Old five..."

   The servant with the knife replied, "Hey."

  Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the knife in Lao Wu's hand, and they saw him raise the knife high and look straight at Murong Qi's leg, as if he was thinking about which leg to chop first.

   Some villagers who came with their children quickly covered their children's eyes, for fear that they would have nightmares at night when they saw blood.

  Murong Qi never imagined that all the villagers disapproved of the elder brother's mortgage of the house and land.

   Looking at the knife in Lao Wu's hand, his eyes kept rolling, and he started to think of a way anxiously.

   It's just that a cup of tea has passed, everyone's eyes are tired, and it is obvious that the old fifth's hand holding the knife is shaking, but he hasn't waved it for a long time.

  Li Zheng suddenly felt that something was wrong and frowned, "Aren't you going to chop off his legs? Chop, what are you waiting for?"

   Manager Qian looked at Murong Qi with a complicated expression, "What else do you have to say?"

   Murong Qi said excitedly: "Big brother, just listen to them, this is the last chance, I don't want to be a waste."

   Murong Zhe ignored his words and rubbed the back of his hand against Hei Mao's head, and Hei Mao closed his eyes in enjoyment.

   When the old fifth saw this, his hand holding the knife trembled even more.

   At this moment, the old fifth's hand seemed to start cramping suddenly because he insisted on one movement for a long time, and the knife fell off with a shake of his hand.

   "Ah!" Unfortunately, the knife was pointed downwards, and it was extremely cumbersome, and inserted straight into Murong Qi's calf.

  Once the fifth man saw that he really hurt someone, he quickly pulled out the knife, and the rest of the people who suppressed Murong Qi also stood up in fright.