Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Because chickens didn't pester me, annoy me, become my nightmare, and didn't make me so disgusted that I had the urge to kill them."

Jing Jiaren also held the gun with the other, helped herself, and went to pull the wrench.

The gun aimed at Ximen Longting's heart——

"boom!"

Gunshots.

Ximen Longting's pupils shrank, and the shot was deflected hard, hitting his abdomen completely.

Jing Jiaren deliberately shook her hand the moment she pulled the trigger, because there was no way she would kill him.

But to Ximen Longting, it is normal for a woman who is not good at holding a gun to shake her hands.

She really wants to kill him!

Ximen Longting's abdomen seemed to have a big opening, which became the source of his pain.The pain in every cell of his body was awakened.

Caressing the bleeding abdomen, he looked at her coldly.

Jing Jiaren's head was sweating: "It's a pity that I missed it."

"..."

"Ximen, it seems that you should die." Leng Lintian raised his lips, "I only gave her one bullet. The gun you left on me is now returned to you."

Ximen Longting stared at him, and suddenly smiled strangely.

"You are not dead, I will let you live...Looking at me and my beautiful woman loving and happy."

Leng Lintian habitually put his arms around Jing Jiaren's waist, holding her in his arms: "Are you startled? I said I'll do it, but you have to do it yourself."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Alright, my revenge, you avenged me."

Jing Jiaren just wanted to put a pistol in his mouth and tell him to shut up!

Leng Lintian hugged Jing Jiaren even tighter, and stared at Ximen Longting with a victorious smile: "Is this feeling uncomfortable now?"

Ximen Longting's abdomen was stained red with blood, his body was clearly weak, but he still stood.

The red eyes stared at Jing Jiaren, and those eyes seemed to turn into hands, scratching her heart.

"Next, I will let you continue to feel this taste."

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes, but after all he was exhausted, and his heavy body fell into the tank.

Leng Lintian ordered: "Bring him out."

Jing Jiaren clenched her hands tightly, staring at the tank: "He won't die?"

"Your shot was so hard. You can't die."

"Doctor... Find him a doctor!"

"Canglang is a doctor," Leng Lintian frowned displeasedly, "I said I wouldn't let him die, why are you so concerned about his life?"

Jing Jiaren's lips were pale, and she sucked in her breath.It seemed that the bloody smell of Ximen Longting was in the air.

Leng Lintian squeezed her chin cruelly: "The more you care about him, the more he will be tortured. Mrs. Leng, you have to understand that you have married me and become my wife."

"You devil..." Jing Jiaren knocked off his hand forcefully, "Why do you use me to torture him! Why do you want me to shoot?"

"You forgot, this is our agreement."

Only when Jing Jiaren shoots can Ximen Longting be hurt physically and mentally.

The bodyguard carried the unconscious Ximen Longting out of the tank...

He bled profusely, and his face was pale.

The bodyguard leaned over and sniffed him: "Alive."

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, her body went weak, and she fell to the ground.

Leng Lintian caught her: "Tsk, it seems that you are really scared."

Ximen Longting didn't know that when Jing Jiaren fired that shot, her nerves were tense, and she almost fainted on the spot because of her nervousness!

She was afraid that she would accidentally hit his vital parts, and really kill him with one shot...