When Kong Xueman and Kong Xuehe saw that Wang Beihua was brought, they realized what the good show Xiao Yang said was exactly.

"What the hell do you want to do? Haven't you been given the things? What else do you want?"

Wang Beihua clenched his hands tightly, and his body trembled due to extreme anger, and he asked sternly.

Su Rouer and Su Mo did not say anything, and they just followed Xiao Yang's words. In the ward, they didn't know what Xiao Yang was going to do.

At this time, Xiao Yang slowly stood up from the chair, put his hands in the pocket of his trouser pocket, and walked slowly to Wang Beihua, with a playful smile on his lips. The luster in his eyes made it difficult for everyone present to know what he was thinking through his eyes.

"Mr. Wang, some things should be settled!"

When Wang Beihua heard this, he frowned immediately, his face as if it had frozen in an instant. He asked with a trembling voice: "Who are you... who are you?"

"Xiao Yang!"

Xiao Yang's words scared Wang Beihua so much that he took two steps back in a panic, and almost staggered down on the ground, "You... you are actually from the Xiao family!"

"Haha, did Mr. Wang feel very surprised? Didn't you expect that one day the descendants of the Xiao family would stand in front of you?"

Xiao Yang asked with a smile, and at the same time, the playful smile on his face became stronger, but under the current situation, such a smile looked like a smile of death in Wang Beihua's eyes, with a chill.

The cold sweat on Wang Beihua's forehead instantly seemed like a pouring rain, and it kept slid down his cheeks. He swallowed his saliva one after another, and his fear could be seen from his bloodless face.

He did not expect that the descendants of the Xiao family would win over such a group of strong men to help him and force him to such a desperate situation.

Seeing that Wang Beihua couldn't speak, Xiao Yang said again: "Old Master Wang, who else was the Xiao family's affairs besides your Wang family?"

Xiao Yang's words were cold, and a chilling air was radiating, which made people shudder, as if the air in the ward had frozen a layer of ice fog.

Wang Beihua's eyes were swinging left and right in his eye sockets, his eyes dodged, and he did not dare to look directly at Xiao Yang's eyes. He opened his mouth and stuttered hesitantly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Wang hasn't remembered it, so I'll think about it for you!"

Xiao Yang sneered, and then two cyclones flew out in his palm.

In an instant, two cyclones flew out from his palms together, reaching Wang Sheng's chest unbiasedly, causing Wang Sheng to spit out a mouthful of blood mist and lying on the ground dyingly.

Seeing this scene in front of Wang Beihua's eyes widened for a moment, his old face was full of panic and worried expressions, and he quickly shouted: "Sheng'er..."

While speaking, he was about to run towards where Wang Sheng was.

But before he could take a step, two golden chains appeared out of thin air, binding Wang Beihua's feet, making him unable to move.

"You let my grandson go, and I'll tell you everything!"

Wang Beihua knew in his heart that his current situation was definitely not a match for Xiao Yang and others, and he couldn't bear to watch his grandson die in front of him, and the white-haired man gave him a black-haired man.
Chapter completed!