Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"I'm rebellious. You are also dissatisfied with the old man. I just did something you didn't dare to do." Zhao Xuan looked at Zhou Qin with contempt and bared his teeth.

"It's simply unreasonable." Zhou Qin snorted coldly.

Jian Qing's red lips curled slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Since you admit it, let's settle the old and new accounts together."

Zhao Xuan looked at her with scarlet eyes, unable to conceal his fear of her. She turned to look at An Yu and others for help, "A Yu, help mom, help me quickly."

An Yu looked at her with complicated eyes, then turned to look at An Chong, and with a "plop", his knees hit the ground heavily.

He kowtowed to An Chong and An Zhonghui and said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, Dad, please save my mother. I know that her poisoning my great-grandfather and aunt is unforgivable. Please spare her life, even if she ends up going to jail, I will never complain at all."

If he fell into Jian Qing's hands, his mother's fate would definitely be more terrible than going to jail. No matter how many mistakes he made, he couldn't just watch her die in Jian Qing's hands and remain indifferent.

An Zhonghui glanced at Jian Qing, then looked at Mo Xiao, withdrew his gaze, and said softly, "Zhao Xuan is carrying a human life. Your great-grandfather is still lying on the hospital bed. If you want to protect her, go and beg Jian." clear."

It's useless to beg him. In the current situation, Zhao Xuan's life is already in Jian Qing's hands, and what they say has no effect on Jian Qing.

Hearing this, An Yu looked at An Chong and put his last shred of hope on him, "Dad, please save her because of the long-term friendship between you and Mom. Please save her."

As he spoke, he kowtowed to An Chong.

Not far away, Zhao Xuan watched his son kneel and kowtow, and the low and hoarse voice of the man in black suddenly echoed in his ears.

"If you don't want anything to happen to your son or daughter, you'd better keep your mouth shut, otherwise you'll have to wait to collect the bodies of your son and daughter."

"She is so wrong. The people you should beg for are Jian Qing, Jian Luo, and your uncle." An Chong turned around, blocked the moist corners of his eyes, and said hoarsely.

An Yu stiffened, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was shattered.

His mother killed the mother of Jian Qing's siblings, and now Jian Qing wanted to cut his mother into pieces. Even if he begged her, she would not let his mother go.

"Bai Jue, bring the things here." Jian Qing played with the blood-stained blade and looked up with a sharp cold light.

"Go on." Bai Jue tossed it casually, and the cyan porcelain bottle drew a beautiful parabola in the air. Jian Qing raised her hand to catch it easily.

"Jian Qing, what do you want to do?" Looking at the cyan porcelain bottle in Jian Qing's hand, Zhao Xuan ignored the pain in her body and struggled to escape. Her intuition told her that it was definitely not a good thing.

"What are you doing? You'll know soon." Jian Qing pulled out the cork, poured out a red pill, then held her chin and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Zhao Xuan's eyes widened and she was anxious to spit it out. The pill melted in her mouth, giving her no chance to react.

"Let me go, let go..."

Jian Qing let go of her, reached out and picked up the fruit knife, "Luoluo, stay away, don't get spattered by this kind of person's dirty blood."

"Sister, how about I do it?"

"Be obedient!" Jian Qing said without hesitation.

Jian Luo looked at her, opened his mouth, swallowed the words on his lips, and stood beside Bai Jue.

"Jian Qing, what did you feed my mother? Jian Qing, stop, no..." An Yu watched Zhao Xuan's face gradually turn purple, feeling horrified in her heart. The next second she saw Jian Qing pick up the fruit knife , and even became red-eyed.

Jian Qing directly ignored her words. The cold blade moved in Zhao Xuan's hand, but he hesitated to make a move, as if he wanted to scare Zhao Xuan to death.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." Within a few minutes, the effect of the pills came out. Zhao Xuan clutched her clothes, her face with painted makeup wrinkled up, and with her messy hair, she looked like she was crawling out of hell. The female ghost who came out looked like a ghost.

Jian Qing curled her lips slightly, flipped her wrist, and swung the sharp blade to chop with such a crisp and sharp technique that no one had time to see clearly.

"ah--"

Zhao Xuan's face was extremely pale, a trace of blood spilled from his clenched lips, and he screamed hoarsely and harshly.

On the cold floor, a bloody little finger lay on it.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, stimulating everyone's nerves.

"Jian, Qing!" An Yu looked at the small little finger, and the blood in his body was like boiling water, and he roared.

Jian Qing directly blocked his voice, shook off the blood on the sharp blade, and then aimed at Zhao Xuan's second finger.

"No, don't..." Zhao Xuan was sweating all over, the cold blade was against his skin, and his body was as tense as a stretched bow.

"Do you know how much pain my mother felt when you hit her with your car, huh?" The cold tail tone was slightly longer, with a bit of cruelty.

"I know I was wrong, don't torture me anymore, please." Zhao Xuan shook her head desperately and begged in pain.

Jian Qing glanced at her and said, "Let you go, oh!"

It's really... so, so difficult, ah!

Under the light, the sharp blade shining with cold light swung up again and fell.

"ah--"

The shrill screams sounded again, making people's scalp numb.

An Rong looked at the two bloody fingers on the ground and quickly closed her eyes. The hand hanging by her side could not stop trembling.

"Mom..." An Yu's eyes were full of tears and she fainted due to excessive stimulation.

Bai Jue quickly dodged her body as if he was avoiding some serious germ.

He looked down at An Yu who was lying on the ground, and said, "It's really boring to faint so quickly."

An Yu was so dizzy that Zhou Qin had never seen such a bloody scene. Her face turned pale and her feet were weak. Fortunately, An Zhonghui was beside her and helped her, otherwise she would fall down. You have to throw it out anyway.

"Jian Qing, you, you..." Zhao Xuan was in extreme pain and couldn't even utter a complete sentence. She stared at Jian Qing with ferocious eyes, but she was unable to make a sound.

Jian Qing glanced at the severed fingers on the ground, raised her eyes slightly, and felt a little chill, "Zhao Xuan, do you know what I just gave you to eat?"

Without giving her a chance to speak, Jian Qing said again, "Take that pill, no matter how painful it is, you won't faint, nor will you die from excessive blood loss. Don't worry, I will torture you slowly until Until the last drop of your blood is shed.”

Listening, Zhao Xuan's forehead was beaded with beads of sweat, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, her eyes full of hatred were staring at Jian Qing, and she couldn't help but regret not killing her too.

"It seems too slow to chop one by one. It's better to use the remaining three fingers together." Jian Qing held the handle of the knife and pressed the back of Zhao Xuan's hand with one hand.