Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

Pain, every joint in the body is crying pain. Hang YunRuo struggles to open his eyes, but finds that he can't do it at all. She tried to move. But she found herself tied tightly to the chair.

She remembered that she seemed to get out of the car and wanted to find Mu Jingyang, but she was knocked unconscious just after getting off the car. Now I'm locked up in a place where no one knows.

"Are you awake?" Mu Zhenlun deeply looks at hang YunRuo, who is tied to the stool, and sees her constantly struggling to escape. There was a funny smile on his face.

"Mu Zhenlun... What do you want?" Hang YunRuo was not surprised when he heard the voice. The owner of the voice was mu Zhenlun. Mu Zhenlun raised his eyebrows. I think it's very interesting for hang YunRuo to respond like this.

He went up to hang YunRuo and pulled down the cloth on his eyes. Hang YunRuo's eyes suddenly saw the light and blinked uncomfortably. A few seconds later, she really saw mu Zhenlun in front of her.

It's totally different from the way it used to be modest and polite. Mu Zhenlun is wearing dirty clothes. His hair was disheveled, and his green stubble looked slovenly and haggard.

Mu Zhenlun's eyes are red. There was a look of madness in his eyes, mixed with depression and sorrow.

"What do I want to do? What do I want to do! " Mu Zhenlun laughed madly. He didn't stop until his face turned red.

"What do you say I want to do! I want to stand in a high position and watch people worship. Let everyone kneel at my feet and submit to me! I want to have a lot of money, but also want to have a lot of respect

Mu Zhenlun roars at hang YunRuo. The look of madness in his eyes intensified. The smile on his face became more and more crazy, as if he had stood on top of thousands of people. They are generally respected.

"Mu Zhenlun. Stop daydreaming! Put away your ridiculous fantasies. Turn yourself in Hang YunRuo's cold voice reminds me. Interrupted mu Zhenlun's imagination. Mu Zhenlun angrily looks at hang YunRuo, waving is a slap in the face, heavy hit on hang YunRuo's face.

"What the hell do you know! Do you think only mu Jingyang is qualified to inherit Mu group? If he is not mu Tianfeng's son, do you think he can have today? But my surname is mu. I'm no different from Mu Jingyang. Why does everyone support Mu Jingyang? Everyone supports Mu Jingyang! "

The crazy look on mu Zhenlun's face gradually became a little desperate. He looked at hang YunRuo with red eyes and asked again and again.

"Why? Why is that all? " Mu Zhenlun waved his arm in the air, "but so what? I want to get back what should belong to me! "

"Mu Zhenlun, you are really crazy! Mu Jingyang has never been willing to inherit the Mu group. He has been supporting the Mu group for so many years. You can't imagine his pain! "

Hang YunRuo looks at the insane mu Zhenlun in front of her unbelievably. For a moment, she really can't connect the insane man in front of her with the normal mu Zhenlun.

Such a crazy, twisted and extreme person is simply terrible. At this time, hang YunRuo really understood why Mu Jingyang couldn't trust this person every time. It turned out that the silence on weekdays came, and the outbreak was so terrible.

Mu Zhenlun suddenly quiets down and looks at hang YunRuo. The woman's face was filled with disdain and disgust for herself, just like his father's casual expression when he first saw his father in Mu's family many years ago.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Mu Zhenlun again slapped heavily. Hang YunRuo's brain was dizzy and his ears were buzzing.

The cheek was burning with pain, and the corner of the mouth was beaten to break the skin, and a trace of blood came down from the corner of the mouth. Hang YunRuo shook his head, trying to see mu Zhenlun clearly, but all in vain.

Mu Zhenlun saw hang YunRuo with a satisfied smile on his face. Taking out his mobile phone, he took a few pictures of hang YunRuo's embarrassed appearance, and then sent them to Mu Jingyang's mobile phone.

"How's it going? Does it hurt? The woman you love most is tortured by others. Do you want to kill me? Why don't you trade your life for your woman's life? "

When Mu Jingyang saw hang YunRuo's picture, his eyes were split, his whole heart was stabbed severely, and he couldn't breathe because of the pain. He is shaking his hands and dialing mu Zhenlun's phone. Mu Zhenlun is like a cat who has been teasing mice for a while, enjoying the moment of dominating the initiative.

After more than a dozen phone calls, mu Zhenlun finally answered the phone. Only two people did not speak, waiting for each other to speak in silence, as if the person who wants to speak is bound to lose.

"Mu Jingyang, if hang Yun can live to see the sun tomorrow, it depends on whether you are willing to exchange your life for her. Don't you keep saying that she is the most important person in your life? I'd like to see how you choose between mu group and beauty! "

After waiting for a long time, mu Zhenlun's patience was finally exhausted by Mu Jingyang. He gritted his teeth and said, then he laughed from himself.

"Mu Zhenlun, what's wrong with your fuckin 'brain! If you want Mu's group, you can compete with me aboveboard and bully a woman who has no power to bind a chicken Mu Jingyang said, controlling the surging anger.

"Competition? Hehe, it seems that president Mu still thinks Mu group is more important, doesn't he? " Mu Zhenlun's voice suddenly became cold. He picked up a piece of wood in the old abandoned warehouse and hit hang YunRuo.

"Well..." hang YunRuo clenched his lips and didn't let himself scream bitterly until he had a bloody taste in his mouth, then slowly exhaled a breath.

"Mu Zhenlun! where are you? I'll be there now! " Mu Jingyang heard hang YunRuo breathing with pain, almost choking.

"Good! I'll wait for you at eight o'clock this evening in warehouse 84, Honglian road! Mu Jingyang, I warn you, if you dare to bring others, or secretly report to the police, then your tender and frail little wife will become a cold corpse, waiting for you to collect her corpse! "

"Yes. If you don't have a finger, I will tear you to pieces! " Mu Jingyang hung up the phone fiercely. His eyes were red. He clenched his fist and smashed the car glass. The glass broke in response to the sound. However, Mu Jingyang could not feel the flesh and blood on his hand, and could not feel any pain.

The only thought in his mind was that he must rescue hang YunRuo! He must cut mu Zhenlun to pieces and raise his ashes!

"Liu Zheng! Come here Mu Jingyang said a few words in Liu Zheng's ear, Liu Zheng's face gradually became dignified, then nodded, turned and left.

"Mu Zhenlun, you are really dead this time! Let's put an end to the old and the new! "