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Yan Yaozong held the silly woman in his arms and comforted her in a low voice.

Looking at the glass windows smashed by stones and the thirty or forty stones on the ground, Yan Yaozong's eyes were cold and filled with ferocity.

The silly woman actually fell asleep in Yan Yaozong's arms.

Yan Yaozong held her in his arms, carefully walked to the bed made up of two desks, put her on the bed, and then gently began to clean up the stones and broken glass in the room.

"Yao Zong!"

At this moment, Yan Zhendong's voice sounded from the door of the small room.

Yan Yaozong looked up and saw that he was wearing a raincoat and holding a hanging basket covered with oilcloth in his hand.

"Hey, what's going on?" Yan Zhendong looked ugly and walked into the small room quickly.

"Keep your voice down!" Yan Yaozong raised his eyebrows and said, "Go out and talk!"

"Oh!" Yan Zhendong also saw the silly woman lying on the two desks and falling asleep, and quickly lowered his voice.

Yan Yaozong strode out of the small room.

"Why are you here?" Yan Yaozong asked.

"My mother asked me to bring you some dinner!" Yan Zhendong raised the hanging basket covered with oilcloth in his hand and continued, "Yao Zong, what's going on inside?"

"Didn't you see everything?" Yan Yaozong was too lazy to talk nonsense to Yan Zhendong. He reached for the hanging basket in his hand and walked towards the small room.

Putting the hanging basket under the desk, Yan Yaozong took a look at the silly woman who was still frowning even though she was sleeping soundly, and her eyes were even more fierce.

Without waking up the stupid woman, Yan Yaozong walked out of the small room again.

"Yao Zong, do you know who did this?" Yan Zhendong looked angry.

Yan Yaozong said nothing, took out the cigarettes from his trouser pocket, pulled out two cigarettes, and handed one to Yan Zhendong.

Light a cigarette.

Yan Yaozong took a deep breath and said, "I don't know!"

Looking at Yan Yaozong who was expressionless and smoking a cigarette, Yan Zhendong gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be Yan Zhongguo? This bastard just had a conflict with you before."

"There is no evidence, so don't make random guesses!" Yan Yaozong said.

"Yao Zong, what kind of evidence do you need for this matter? I can't think of anyone other than him. Otherwise, let's go to his house, arrest him, and beat him up first!"

Yan Yaozong shook his head and said, "I said, don't make random guesses if there is no evidence! Okay, you go back first and forget about it!"

"Forget it?" Yan Zhendong looked at Yan Yaozong with disbelief, and said anxiously, "Yao Zong, how can we forget this matter? The more you do this, the more others will take advantage of it. You can calculate it, but I can't. I'm going to find Yan Zhongguo now!"

"Crack!"

Yan Yaozong raised his right hand, held the shoulder of Yan Zhendong who was about to turn around, and said: "Zhendong, listen to me, this matter ends here. You go back first, I have to clean up the room!"

"Yan Yaozong, do you have any blood in you? Can you tolerate this kind of thing? Damn, I misjudged you!" Yan Zhendong's face darkened, and he stared at Yan Yaozong with disappointment.

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