Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

The word "Zhao An'an" gave Jing Yichen a slight glimpse, but his gun was still not put down.

He looked cold and indifferent, and his tone was calm: "It turns out that the person who walked Zhao Anan is you, very good, and you have another reason to die."

"Jing Yichen! If you dare to kill me, Zhao Anan will also be buried with me! You have to think about it and shoot again!"

Jing Yiran was so strong that he feared that Jing Yichen did not listen to his own words and kept repeating: "Zhao Anan has always been in my hands. I am delicious and good for her, but she did not move her a finger, not believe. You can now call Zhao Anan and ask her about her situation! If you kill me now, I promise that Zhao Anan will not only die very badly, but also receive the most lingering before he dies.

"I want to live, you want to keep my safety, as long as I am safe, your people are all removed, no longer monitor me, I will put Zhao Anan back! This is my condition, if you still want you That cousin, it is best to do what I said!"

There is no change in Jing Yichen's expression, just watching Jing Yiran coldly: "You are not qualified to talk to me about conditions. I said, today is the last day you live in this world. In any case, it will not change!"

Jing Yiran was shocked and angry, and he said with disbelief: "Don't you care about Zhao An'an's life and death?! I am going to die when I die, how can you tell you a little!"

"What does Zhao An'an's life and death have to do with me?" Jing Yichen's lips showed a taunting smile. The tone was all kind of careless disdain: "She is self-death, since she is willing to leave home, she is taken to live. Killing is also a dedication. Why should I save such an idiot? What's more, isn't it true that she died? Isn't the family of Zhao's family all returned to me?"

Jing Yiran suddenly widened his eyes, as if he didn't know Jing Yichen. He extended his finger that was still intact and pointed to Jing Yichen, "You and You" for a long time, and he didn't say a word!

"I would like to thank you. I told you such a big secret before I died. Otherwise, I really don't know who gave the scourge away. This is good, very worry-free, I can have no mentality. The burden of killing you, but also with your hand, buried the waste of Zhao Anan, this sale is very cost-effective! Later, even if Zhao Zhao wants to find someone to avenge, can not find me head up. Thank you I am still doing good things for me!"

This time, Jing Jingran was shocked and looked at Jing Yichen inexplicably. Even the little deer on the side was shocked. She always felt that it was strange. Jing Yichen definitely had something wrong, but she couldn’t find out what was wrong. !

Although Jing Yichen did not have such a good job for Shang An Ning, Zhao Anan was his only cousin. She has always been very caring for her. Zhao Anan’s cancer recurred last year. He also painstakingly asked her to contact the doctor. She valued her very much. It’s no different from her sister and her sister. How could he suddenly become so indifferent!

"Jing Yichen, you are crazy!" Jing Yiran lost his voice.

How could this be, impossible, this is impossible! Jing Yichen should attach great importance to Zhao An'an, how can he watch Zhao Anan die!

Jing Yiran is shaking all over!

His last card also failed!

When did Jing Yichen become so embarrassed? !

He would rather give up his inheritance rights, give up the equity of Jingsheng Group, give up his cousin Zhao Anan, and kill him? !

Is he really going to die today? !

However, he spent so much effort to kill Shangguan Ning's premature birth, which caused the deer to be expelled, but not only did not get the equity and inheritance rights he wanted, but he had to put his own life into it!

He is not willing!

I am not willing to die!

There is a breath of death in the air, as if the next moment, the gun in Jing Yichen's hand, the bullet will fly out and take away the life of Jing Yiran.

Jing Yiran’s face is pale and like paper. The torment and fear brought about by this death make him feel suffocated.

Waiting is long and painful. Waiting for death is to infinitely magnify every second of pain and extend infinitely.

Jing Yiran even felt that the wound on his body, the speed of blood flowing outside, was accelerating, his blood loss became more and more serious, and the wound he had just healed seemed to crack in an instant.

May not use Jing Yichen to shoot, he only bleeds, and drains.

He didn't know how long it took, time seemed to have completely lost its meaning in his life, perhaps only a few minutes, maybe longer, and Jing Yiran could not be distinguished.

The focal length of his pupil has become blurred. In vagueness, he saw a bullet coming toward his eyebrows.

In the next moment, the eyebrows were hit, and the pain of the sea was quickly annihilated. The sharp and hot feeling in the head destroyed his consciousness.

The deafening thunder sounds overshadowing the harsh gunshots, but it does not cover the **** and dead breath that pervades the air.

Jing Yichen took back the gun and stood in the same place, waiting for Jing Yiran's heartbeat to stop.

Ten minutes later, Jing Yiran had no breathing at all. Jing Yichen took his eyes back from his handsome but pale face, looking at the storm outside the window, and the indifference of the deer who was also pale in the face: "Angel, you are no longer If you are in a bad position, Jingjia does not owe you any more. I will convey his words to my father. From today, you have to leave the city of A, leave the country, and you will not enter the land again in your lifetime."

The deer stunned and slowly stood up, his voice dry and dry: "Angel listens."

Jing Yichen heard her response, gave her a faint look, then turned and strode out.

Outside the villa, the rainstorms, lightning and thunder, the wind raging, the trees in the garden all broke the waist, a mess.

Jing Yichen's tall and straight figure gradually disappeared in the storm, even though he was wet by the rain, he still did not stop, still firmly in the rain.

Ahu in the car saw Jing Yichen coming out of the villa, immediately opened the door and rushed over to him with an umbrella.

"Young master, the rain is heavy, don't catch cold!"

Jing Yichen said faintly: "It doesn't matter, get on the bus, go home."

Going to the side of the car, I haven’t sat in it yet, and the mobile phone in Jing Yichen’s pocket rang.

He didn't worry about getting into the car, but he was anxious to pick up the phone from his pocket, press the answer button and put it in his ear.

There was a voice of Li Duo and excitement in the mobile phone: "Young master, Miss Zhang has been placed properly, no injuries, just hungry, and the doctor is giving her infusion!"