Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

Looking at the black man with big arms and round waist who broke into the door, Zhang Ying's heart sank. This is Zhang Heng's person. How could Zhang Heng find her so quickly?

Before she could come up with a result, Zhang Heng was helped into the room by the housekeeper.

Seeing Zhang Ying on the bed, Zhang Heng had a smile on his face. It was the proud smile of a hunter when he caught the prey: "Zhang Ying, do you think you can escape my palm?"

Knowing what he was about to face, Zhang Ying immediately grabbed her cell phone and wanted to call the police. The black bodyguard stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Ying's cell phone and threw it out.

Zhang Heng walked to the sofa and sat down, and told the bodyguards: "Give this bitch some appetizers first!"

The bodyguard immediately dragged Zhang Ying off the bed, and began to slap Zhang Ying's face with a big slap like a cattail fan.

Zhang Ying suffered a few blows, her mouth and nose were bleeding, her face was swollen like a steamed bun, her eyes were bloodshot and she couldn't see clearly.

Seeing Zhang Ying's miserable state, Zhang Heng nodded in satisfaction, and motioned for the bodyguards to let go of Zhang Ying. Zhang Ying collapsed on the ground as if he had no bones.

Zhang Heng got up and walked to the side of Zhang Ying who was lying on the ground, stretched out his foot and stepped on Zhang Ying's hand, crushing it hard, Zhang Ying screamed again, Zhang Heng laughed: "What a beautiful voice? I I like this sound! Ah Ying, have I ever told you that you are very mesmerizing when you call out!"

Knowing that Zhang Heng would not let her go, Zhang Ying cursed angrily, "Bitch! Bastard! You bastard! You're going to die!"

"Whether I will die or not is unknown, but you must die first!"

As Zhang Heng said, he continued to crush Zhang Ying's hand so hard that Zhang Ying's face was deformed due to the pain.

Now Zhang Ying knew that Zhang Heng would never let her go, anyway, she was a dead man, and she would have to hold her back when she was about to die.

Thinking about it, Zhang Ying sat up suddenly, grabbed Zhang Heng's leg and grabbed the middle of his leg.

Zhang Heng never expected that Zhang Ying would be so fierce, and Zhang Ying grabbed the deadly spot without any dodge.

When the pain came, Zhang Heng let out a scream.

The bodyguard was watching the play nearby, so he was startled when he saw this situation, and immediately stepped forward to separate Zhang Ying, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull him away.

Zhang Ying tightly grasped Zhang Heng's deadly place like crazy.

Zhang Hengren was about to pass out from the pain, and he ordered the bodyguard hoarsely: "Chop off this bitch's hand! Cut off her hand!"

After a moment of hesitation, the bodyguard raised the knife and aimed it at Zhang Ying's hand, chopping it down forcefully.

The screams were earth-shattering, and Zhang Ying's hand was cut off abruptly.

Blood splattered, severe pain hit, Zhang Ying fell backwards and passed out.

The housekeeper immediately stepped forward to help Zhang Heng: "Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

How could Zhang Heng get better? His face was blue and purple, and he was in extreme pain.

He roared angrily: "This damn bitch! I'm going to kill her with my own hands!"

As Zhang Heng said, he snatched the knife from the bodyguard, and stabbed Zhang Ying, who was unconscious on the ground, cursing: "I let you kill me! Bitch! I let you kill me!"

Zhang Ying was poked dozens of times, and blood was sprayed all over the place. At first, she was able to move on a conditioned reflex, but later she remained motionless.

Seeing the bloody Zhang Ying on the ground, the bodyguards and the butler didn't dare to look directly at him, and turned their heads one after another.

Zhang Heng held the knife and looked at Zhang Ying, who was lying motionless in a pool of blood, and laughed maniacally: "Bitch, do you have the guts to get up and hurt me again? You get up?"

Zhang Ying was already dead, so naturally he wouldn't answer him. The housekeeper took a step forward cautiously: "Mr. Zhang, this bitch is already dead, you should go to the hospital to see the injury first."

Zhang Heng killed Zhang Ying with a sigh of relief, and he lost his energy. His fatal area was in severe pain, and he had to go to the hospital quickly. Zhang Heng threw the knife and told the bodyguards: "Clean up this place, don't leave it behind." Any trace, let's go!"

The butler supported Zhang Heng to go out. Just as he reached the door, several policemen with live ammunition came up from below.

"Put your hands up and squat against the wall!"

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the butler's legs softened and he sat down. Zhang Heng was holding his breath and walked out with the support of the butler, but when the butler let go, he couldn't control his body and fell forward.

Seeing Zhang Heng rushing towards him, the policeman pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a clear gunshot, and a very large blood hole opened in Zhang Heng's chest, and blood gushed out. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out, and he fell down with a bang.

It didn't take much effort for the police to put the butler and Zhang Heng's bodyguards in handcuffs and take them out of the villa.

Xiao Jiu, who was in the car outside, lit a cigarette and watched the police take people out. She didn't see Zhang Ying and Zhang Heng. She waited for another half an hour before the car that brought the corpse came.

Seeing the two corpses covered with white cloth carried out from the house, Xiao Jiu already knew the result. With a smile on his face, he glanced at the pale sky and told the driver: "It's over! Leave!"

The driver started the car, and Xiao Jiu dialed He Yucheng's phone number: "Master, Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying both went to see the King of Hades!"

"Ah?" He Yucheng was surprised by the news. Zhang Ying died in Zhang Heng's hands. He had already expected that there is no death penalty in the United States, so Zhang Heng's fate should be to get out of prison, and Zhang Heng also died. Is this too coincidental?

Xiao Jiu said with a smile in his voice, "Maybe they disliked the lack of affection in the days in the yang, let's go to the underworld together to continue the love, I don't know if the King of Hades will give them this opportunity."

He Yucheng laughed dumbfounded: "How did Zhang Heng die?"

"I heard gunshots, and the police should have shot him to death. Hades ordered him to die at the third watch, and would not keep him until the fifth watch. Zhang Heng's death was already doomed." Xiao Jiu was still talking nonsense.

"Okay! I see. You have been waiting all night. Are you tired after a night of rest? Go back and take a good rest."

After hanging up Xiaojiu's phone, He Yucheng called Ye Junfeng again to talk about this matter. Hearing that Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying were both killed, Ye Junfeng was also very surprised: "It's cheap for him!"

"Yeah, I still wanted to make his life worse than death, but I didn't expect him to be free first. But it's good, and it will save you a lot of trouble, Uncle."

Ye Junfeng thought about it and felt that Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying's death would save a lot of trouble: "That's right, I don't need to file a divorce lawsuit with Zhang Ying, and Zhang Heng's company is also in liquidation, which saves a lot of trouble."

"Uncle, please arrange for people to prepare. Although Zhang Heng is dead, Ma Jundong and Lu Zihan will not stop, but these two are just young people, and they can't make a big deal. Let's see how they deal with Zhang Heng's death, and then we will adapt to the situation." .”

Ye Junfeng knew what He Yucheng meant, so he hung up the phone and immediately went to arrange the next thing to do.