Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Jiang Nanyan feels it. She subconsciously wants to run. Unfortunately

It's too late.

She was held by the wrist by Jiang Fanxing.

Press it hard on the ground.

Jiang Fanxing half squatted beside her, the corner of his mouth raised a cold smile.

Jiang Nanyan seems to see death.

"No Don't Sister Don't Please help me... " Jiang Nanyan swallows in fear and looks at Jiang Fanxing in panic.

The smile of Jiang Fanxing's mouth is more and more penetrating.

Jiang Nanyan had a cold war all over his body.

The pain from her abdomen made her look ferocious.

The smile of Jiang Fanxing's mouth deepens bit by bit. Under Jiang Nanyan's frightened eyes, he grabs the sharp knife inserted in Jiang Nanyan's belly.

Then, press down hard.

Sharp knife, completely into the abdomen.

"Ah Jiang Nanyan screamed bitterly.

However, Jiang Fanxing did not intend to let her go.

Suddenly, she pulled out the knife.

In Jiang Nan Yan's scream, she inserted it into her abdomen again.

Wound, torn.

Blood gushed out like a spring.

"Ah No Don't Don't kill me... " Jiang Nanyan has been convulsed with pain. She holds her abdomen and twitches constantly.

"No? Jiang Nanyan, did my son plead with you like this before he died? But you! How do you do it! He could have survived, but you threw him back to the fire Jiang Fanxing stares at Jiang Nanyan angrily and seems to be mad.

Jiang Nan Yan shook his head desperately, "no No I didn't... "

She begged, "I didn't Didn't take your son Lose Throw it back to the fire, I I'm cheating I lied to you. I didn't see him that night! "

Jiang Fanxing wiped the cold tears from the corner of his eyes and laughed desolately, "Jiang Nanyan, do you think I will believe you? You're crazy. You can't do anything to take everything from me! "

"No Believe me I really didn't. I didn't kill your son, I I haven't met him, really. I swear, I really don't. You have to believe me, sister. " Jiang Nanyan pleaded and wriggled his body, crawling towards Li Chengzhi.

Crawling, pulled to the wound, pain she lost strength.

But she still crawled little by little.

There were long bloodstains behind him.

Jiang Fanxing did not stop her and let her climb.

Finally climbed half a meter, Jiang Fanxing a stride to come over, hard step on the back of her hand, hard rolling.

"I want to torture you bit by bit, to let you taste the taste of dying of exhaustion!" Jiang Fanxing squatted down again and held Jiang Nanyan's chin with his bloody hand. His eyes mocked and wrung, "Jiang Nanyan, don't blame me. All this is for you. I just want to get back what you owe me. "

Jiang Nanyan shakes his head silently, and his lax eyes are stiff and motionless, but they are full of supplication.

However, her appeal seemed to be ignored by Jiang Fanxing.

She doesn't care at all.

"Are you in pain now? Desperate? " Jiang Fanxing grabs the knife on Jiang Nanyan's belly again, but this time she doesn't pick it out. Instead, she holds the handle of the knife and turns the blade around Jiang Nanyan's wound several times.

Meat, crushed.

The fresh blood is worse.

"Ah Ah... " Jiang Nan Yan hissed and cried, in great pain.

But the more painful she was, the more happy Jiang Fanxing felt.

At this time, Jiang Fanxing was as excited as a murderer.

Even if there's a voice in her head telling her, it can't be done!

It is right to let the law judge Jiang Nanyan.

But she just can't.

She seems to be possessed by the devil. She wants to torture Jiang Nanyan to death bit by bit.