Chapter 113: Scapegoat

expensive, a phone is almost as expensive as a car, even a Porsche 911 doesn't sell for this price.Some people don't understand, it's clearly an old-fashioned phone design, why do you need 8 top desi...Ou Yang Hui directly opened Ou Yang Lan's closet and, looking at the few newly bought clothes inside, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Kang Zhijun asked, "What's wrong, Mom"

"Son, look! These are all good things. This dress is Chanel's, these shoes are Armani's, this bag is ..., and this belt is Gucci's..."

Ouyang Hui cried out frantically, "My God, why Why is she so rich Why does she buy things worth thousands of dollars Why doesn't this luxurious life belong to me!"

Kang Zhijun said, "Mom, did you see She has so many good things hidden in her closet."

"Look at us, still wearing these tattered clothes. It's obvious they don't want us to know the truth. Their hearts are truly wicked."

Ouyang Hui said angrily, "That's really the case. She keeps saying I'm her younger sister, but deep down, she doesn't treat me seriously at all. Such a person is truly hypocritical."

What they didn't know was that Qin Chuchu had bought all these luxury brands as gifts for OuYang Lan. She even tore off the price tags when she bought them, so OuYang Lan wouldn't see how much they cost.

While Ou Yang Lan had been diligently making steamed buns for years, she wouldn't know anything about luxury brands, let alone the fact that this item was worth thousands of dollars.

Kang Zhijun rummaged through the drawer again and took out a Omega women's watch and a string of white gold necklace.

"Too bad, these things are valuable, but they're all for women. I wouldn't use them."

"Don't worry, we have money now, Mom will buy it for you later."

Ouyang Hui, while speaking, put all the clothes and shoes on herself, and also put on the watch and necklace.

She and Ouyang Hui originally looked quite similar, and their figures were also quite close. The clothes fit her perfectly.

“These clothes look really nice on you, no wonder they’re a high-end brand.” Kang Zhijun exclaimed, “Although Ouyang Lan looks a lot like you, she definitely can’t pull off this aura like your mother.”

Ouyang Hui, looking in the mirror, said smugly: "Of course! She's just a pauper. How could she compare to Mom"

Kang Zhijun suddenly had an idea and said, "Mom, you said they're so wealthy, shouldn't we take more than 700,000"

OuYang Hui said, "I think so too. This restaurant is worth at least tens of millions. Taking only 700,000 yuan is indeed a bit of a loss."

But Ye Bufan, that bastard, is hateful. If he finds out, I'm afraid we won't be able to take away our 700,000 yuan. It's better for us to leave early tomorrow.

A sinister look flashed across Kang Zhijun's face as he said, "Mom, if I kill Ye Bufan and Ouyang Jing, wouldn't this restaurant belong to our family"

"Huh Can this really work"

Although Ouyang Hui was greedy, she had never thought about killing.

Kang Zhijun said, "How can't it be done Ouyang Lan only has two children, Ouyang Jing and Ye Bufan. As long as we eliminate them, then no matter what we say, she will have to listen."

Ouyang Hui quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, killing is against the law. If you get caught, you'll be beheaded."

Kang Zhijun said: "Mom, don't worry, I know some friends. These people are in the underground business. Killing two people is just a piece of cake."

"Just leave this to them, we can give them a few hundred thousand yuan at most later on. We don't need to do anything, just wait and be the boss."

He does know some tomb robbers, including himself being a member of the tomb robbing gang, otherwise he wouldn't be so tainted with such evil spirits.

"This..."

Ouyang Hui hesitated for a moment.

Kang Zhijun said again, "Mom, what's there to hesitate about Are you still unwilling to let go of Ouyang Lan She treated you like this, you don't need to consider any feelings between sisters."

This restaurant is worth at least tens of millions, maybe seventy or eighty million. As long as we get our hands on it, we won't have to do anything else for the rest of our lives, it'll be enough to last us a lifetime.

"I'm not concerned about Ouyang Lan, it's just that this kind of thing is too risky. Are you sure it's a good idea"

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I'll make sure it's done."

Thinking of himself as a millionaire soon, Kang Zhijun's eyes were full of excitement.

Just then, with a crash, the bedroom window was kicked open and four men in black jumped inside.

The mother and son, who were dreaming of making a fortune in the room, were startled. The Zui Jiangnan Restaurant had eight floors in total, this being the top floor. They couldn't understand how these people got in.

After all, Ouyang Hui was a woman. Seeing the scene before her, she was startled and tightly hugged Kang Zhijun's arm.

Kanzhijun was flustered for a moment, then calmed down and said in a low voice, "Mom, don't be afraid. "

"It must be that bastard who found out about the 700,000. He got some people to try and scare us off. We're not so easily scared away."

Hearing him say that, Ouyang Hui also felt it made sense, and the tension in her heart lessened considerably.

Kang Zhijun seemed to be quite pleased with himself for seeing through Ye Bufan's scheme. He took two steps forward and pointed at the female Taoist priest at the head, saying, "Putting on airs and trying to scare me with this get-up Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you..."

Before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed in the Daoist nun's hand. A short knife instantly slashed across Kang Zhijun's throat.

"Hmph..."

Just before he died, Kang Zhijun's eyes flashed with a hint of terror. Wasn't the other party just trying to scare him He said what he was going to do and did it.

At the same time, he was also filled with jealousy and unwillingness. Seeing that he was about to become a millionaire and inherit Ouyang Lan's vast fortune, how could he just die like this

Seeing her son being killed, Ouyang Hui was completely frightened and stunned. Before she could even let out a scream, several men in black arrived beside her, taking out ropes to tightly bind her.

She wanted to scream, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a towel was stuffed into it, preventing her from making even a sound.

The female Taoist priest at the front addressed the man in black beside her, "Take out the photo and compare it. Is this Ouyang Lan"

That man in black took out a photograph and carefully compared it with Ouyang Hui. Then he said, “Daoist priest, that’s her! We’ve been tracking her for days now. This outfit is also what she just bought back!”

Ouyang Hui heard the entire conversation clearly and saw that the person in the photo was indeed Ouyang Lan.

She understood now, these people were here to arrest Ouyang Lan. As a result, her own son had been caught in the crossfire and she herself had become a scapegoat.

At this moment, she regretted it to the core. She wished she had known that Ouyang Lan had offended such a ruthless enemy. Why did she choose to live in her house Why did she drive her away Why did she wear her clothes Wasn't this just asking for death

"Woooo... Woooo... Woooo..."

She cried out desperately, trying to tell the other person that she was only Ouyang Hui, not Ouyang Lan. Sadly, no matter how hard she tried, all that came out were whimpers.

In Xuan Ying Dao's view, Ouyang Hui was simply unwilling to accept her fate after being caught. She didn't take the situation seriously at all. She grabbed Ouyang Hui and jumped out the window, using a prepared rope to slide down.

Although her injuries haven't fully healed, she can still manage to take care of one person.

They soon drove away with Ouyang Hui, disappearing into the night, leaving only Kang Zhijun in a pool of blood.

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