Chapter 2036: Yan Shichang's pleading!

The second thousand and thirty-six chapters Yan Shichang's pleading!
The night is deep.
In the backyard of Yan Family, Yan Shichang came to visit a small guest in the small building.
A man who may not see Yan Shichang in his life.
When this man was a child, Yan Shichang teased him, hugged him, and even praised him.
Until the night that changed the Chinese pattern came.
He has never seen this child again. A powerful man today.
There is a fragrant tea on the coffee table, but the man is very casual. On the majestic face, there is no color at all. On the contrary, Yan Shichang, but can not drink a bit.
Because he knows why this man is coming.
He knows better that all hatred of the year is left alone.
The three big families, he will not let go.
But the opportunity to really decide the participants is only the one in front of you.
Since he has already arrived in China, will he let himself go?
"Tea is very good." Zhao said, opening.
"I like to drink two more cups." Yan Shichang smiled slightly, and the filthy scorpion stared at each other.
The mood is not complicated.
"Don't drink." Zhao Yu shook his head, his eyes staring calmly at Yan Shichang. "Say something past?"
"Please speak." Yan Shichang said with a lip.
Recalling the past in front of Zhao Changfeng’s son?
This is not the topic that Yan Shichang wants to talk about. It is even more embarrassing. Although this is not his decision alone, of course, he alone cannot defeat Zhao Changfeng.
But so far, Zhao Hao can still vent his goal, and only one person left.
This makes Yan Shichang somewhat envious of Ye Gong, and Bai Zhengqing.
They are really lucky and do not carry any pressure from the Zhao family.
"Look at your appearance, it seems that some are not reconciled, some are not happy?" Zhao Wei slowly asked. The sound line is as bright as a dragon clock, majestic and overbearing.
"There is a point." Yan Shichang nodded and licked his lips. "I am a soy sauce running dragon, but it has become the main force."
"You are wrong." Zhao Wei's two swords eyebrows picked up slightly. "The reason why Ye Gongguan has fallen to this day is not that they are no one behind. It is because Ye Feng was destroyed by Zhao."
"The reason why Bai Zhengqing died with imperfections, the reason why the white family father died in the revenge plan." Zhao Wei slightly lifted his head and stared at Yan Shichang. "It is also the Zhao family's hand."
"It is also because you were in the past, just a small role. So Yan Jia can stay out of the game to today." Zhao Wei asked. "Now, are you still unfair about your own experience?"
Yan Shichang is silent.
Everything Zhao Wei said, he is clear. But he never imagined that behind these things, Zhao was doing it.
So the Yan family really did not experience any suffering.
"We did have something wrong in the past." Yan Shichang sighed slowly and said slowly. "But today you should be very clear, that is not what we can decide. It is the meaning above, and it is your father who takes it by himself."
"I don't think there is any difference," Zhao said. "The culprit is the culprit. When can the scorpion be acquitted?"
Hangman?
Yan Shichang first made a mistake, and even laughed in a bleak smile.
"Yeah. In your father's case, I am indeed a hangman, an accomplice." Yan Shichang paused, but there was a deep confusion in the eyebrows. "Ye Lao and Bai Lao are already gone. Do you have to pursue it?"

Why not?
Zhao Wei asked. "Don't all of your descendants enjoy the benefits of my father's self-destruction?"
This question was very embarrassing, but Yan Shichang had to face it.
"I can give you life." Yan Shichang frowned. "I just ask you, let them go."
"Nothing." Zhao Wei suddenly increased his tone, and the eyebrows were filled with sarcasm. "My father was in prison in the past. Have you ever asked for you and let go of his descendants?"
Yan Shichang heard the words, his body suddenly became a stiff: "We will never be embarrassed to you."
"I don't care if you are trying to get my forgiveness. Or it's true." Zhao Wei shook his head, and there was no pity on the majestic face. "Even if you really let me go, I can't change my decision today."
"I was murdered at the age of ten. I don't know how much blood I have contaminated today." Zhao Wei stared straight at Yan Shichang. "Yes, it is for all of you to redeem your sins and then to bury them."
Yan Shichang asked: "Only this road can go?"
Zhao Yan heard the words, but suddenly said a heartbreaking sentence: "I can't overly ask all of you to commit suicide? Of course, I will not be so arrogant. After all, whether it is Ye Family or White House, there are some Heavyweight."
"Except you Yanjia." Zhao Wei's last words, as if to crush Yan Shichang's last straw.
"You have not been working on Yanjia. It is because in your eyes, we have no threats at all?" Yan Shichang was somewhat annoyed.
Even if he is not friendly with Shangjingtian.
Although Shangyao is still young.
But the strength of this father and daughter is still recognized by most people.
What does Zhao Wei say?
"One is a rat. One is a female stream." Zhao Wei looked flat. "What kind of eyes does Father want me to look at?"
Yan Shichang angered in his heart: "You are too mad."
"Looking at the land of China, I only think that the phoenix can top half the sky. Your granddaughter will practice for another 20 years, maybe it will make me look. But not now."
"As for your son," Zhao Wei suddenly asked. "Do you know how Lin Chaotian evaluates Shangjingtian?"

Hmm?
Yan Shichang asked. "How to evaluate?"
"Shrinking the tortoise." Zhao Wei said a word.
Yan Shichang suddenly became discouraged.
Although he is not willing to accept Zhao Wei's evaluation. But in fact, Yan Jia does not have any characters that make Zhao Yan look at his eyes.
Shangjingtian?
He is indeed a tortoise, and it is a rat. Otherwise, how can we push all the pressure to Shang Yao at this festival?
Is he so afraid of death?
Is he so afraid of failure?
"Let my granddaughter." Yan Shichang suddenly increased the volume. "At least don't use blood to kill my granddaughter."
Hey!
Yan Shichang picked up a dagger and showed a cold light.
"My old life, I will give it to you."
Fight!
Yan Shichang smashed the skin close to the heart.
A knife went down, Yan Shichang's face was slightly stiff. Breathing gradually weakens.
Zhao Wei witnessed everything that happened in front of him, but there was no change in his face. Just a slight nod: "I said that the disaster is less than three generations."