Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 684 The Grand Finale (22)
"Han Minzheng, what do you want to do?" Qing Qiao screamed.

"No one in this room deserves to live. If we die, there must be compensation."

"Han Minzheng, you clearly promised me just now..."

"What did I promise you?" Han Minzheng said flatly, "I never said I would let Jin Ziqi go."

Jin Ziqi looked at Han Minzheng who put the explosive bag at her feet, and clenched his bound hands tightly.

Han Minzheng raised his head and looked at her: "The humiliation and suffering I suffered because of losing my mother since I was a child, your son will also experience it in the future. Song Qiyan's mother and son owe me and my mother, all of which you will pay back."

Behind him, Qing Qiao burst into tears: "Cousin, it's my fault...I'm the one who hurt you and brother-in-law..."

Han Minzheng went to Qing Qiao, threw Song Xiaobao on the sofa next to him, and picked Qing Qiao up in his arms.

"Don't you like to see lavender fields? I'll take you there now, although it doesn't bloom in winter."

Han Minzheng's expression was gentle and calm, regardless of Qingqiao's struggle and scolding, he hugged her and left the villa.

Jin Ziqi looked at the timer that started to move, and cold sweat soaked his back little by little.

5 minutes, he gave her 5 minutes.

In other words, he gave himself 5 minutes, 5 minutes, enough for him to walk to a safe position.

In 5 minutes, this place will be leveled.

She and Song Xiaobao will be smashed to pieces, and...the baby in her belly.

If she had known that such a day would come, she would rather not have conceived a child, nor gave birth to Xiaobao.

Since they have been given a chance to survive, there is no guarantee that they will grow up healthy and healthy...

Over there, Song Xiaobao, who showed signs of awakening, was rolled over by Han Minzheng on the sofa, and rolled off the sofa accidentally, with a "plop", the whole person lay on the carpet, and the drowsiness dissipated immediately.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes with his small hands, then raised his head and looked around fiercely.

When he saw Jin Ziqi behind the sofa, Song Xiaobao giggled happily, and stretched out his hand for Jin Ziqi to hug.

Seeing Jin Ziqi sitting there motionless, pursing his mouth, weeping twice, fake crying, no tears, but after howling for a while, Jin Ziqi still didn't intend to come to hug him, so he sighed a little.

Looking at his son's innocent appearance, Jin Ziqi felt even more uncomfortable: "Xiaobao..."

Song Xiaobao suddenly landed on the ground with his hands, balanced his body, then exerted strength with his hands and knees, and began to move little by little towards Jin Ziqi's direction. His round body wobbled a few times before falling down.

"Xiaobao!" Jin Ziqi looked distressed, this was the first time Xiaobao showed off his climbing skills.

She also taught him before, but the little guy squinted his eyes and looked naughty, dismissing him.

It never occurred to him that he actually remembered the essentials she taught him and was moving over little by little.

But before the joy of being a mother was over, Jin Ziqi remembered something, and looked down at the 4-minute timer.

Her face changed suddenly: "Xiaobao, don't come over!"

Song Xiaobao raised his face, stared, grinning, his hands and feet didn't stop.

"Little Treasure, don't come here! Do you hear me! Don't crawl over here!"

Jin Ziqi's tone was fierce and his expression was extremely serious, Song Xiaobao was stunned by the yelling.

"It's dangerous here, Xiaobao, go away!" Jin Ziqi was in a hurry.

The time on the timer keeps decreasing...

However, Song Xiaobao was only taken aback for a moment, and then continued to crawl towards Jin Ziqi.

There was a sweet and lovely smile on his face, his black eyes rolled slyly, and finally settled on the timer.

Seeing that his son's target was the timer of the explosive bag, Jin Ziqi couldn't calm down anymore, stretched out his bound legs to hook, trying to hook the explosive bag under himself, and shouted at Song Xiaobao: "Don't you listen to mother? ?do not come!"

Song Xiaobao tilted his head, looking at the fierce Jin Ziqi, his saliva dripped down.

Jin Ziqi struggled to hook the dynamite bag, and was overjoyed. Before she could make the next move, her feet were heavy, and her two petals of white and tender buttocks sat on her feet, and she was about to say that she was sitting on the dynamite bag. !
"Song Xiaobao, come down for me, do you hear me?"

When Jin Ziqi thought of the tragedy of Johnny being blown up just now, he shuddered, and didn't want his son to repeat the same mistakes!
It's a pity that Song Xiaobao didn't understand his mother's "Martian language", and happily sat on the gunpowder bag and split his little meaty legs.

Looking at his son's soft and pink lump that was exposed when he didn't use diapers, Jin Ziqi blushed anxiously.

If it really blows up... If it really blows up, won't it hurt him to death? !
Just when Jin Ziqi was worried, a pool of pale yellow liquid suddenly spread under Song Xiaobao.

The gunpowder bag was instantly soaked by Song Xiaobao's urine.

Jin Ziqi: "..."

But after the shock, Jin Ziqi hurriedly called Song Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, come to mother, hurry up!"

No one can guarantee that the wet gunpowder will not explode.

Song Xiaobao saw that his cheap mother finally had a pleasant face, climbed down from the gunpowder bag, slowly crawled towards Jin Ziqi, then opened his arms, and rushed over at once, pouted at Jin Ziqi's dirty face.

The little guy looked at Jin Ziqi shyly, then threw himself into Jin Ziqi's arms, humming twice in enjoyment.

Jin Ziqi looked down at his pee-stained crotch pants, then at the timer with 52 seconds left, turned sideways to protect Song Xiaobao between himself and the sofa, and then closed his eyes resignedly.

Jin Ziqi felt that the one-minute wait was longer than a day.

Many beads of sweat slid down her forehead, and her heart beat faster because of nervousness.

It wasn't until a long time later that Jin Ziqi dared to turn his head to look. The timer had already gone off, and the explosive package hadn't responded.

Jin Ziqi went limp and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Song Xiaobao in his arms was already snoring...

The night in the suburbs is very quiet, except for the chirping of insects and frogs, there is not a single human voice to be heard.

Song Qiyan and the police got out of the car when they reached the periphery of the villa, and the police quickly surrounded the villa with guns.

Song Qiyan looked at the villa hidden in the dark in front of him, his fists were clenched loudly. If ordinary people were not allowed to hold guns in the mainland, he would have gone in with a gun and killed that bastard Han Minzheng!
The police who had already arrived at the gate of the villa looked at each other, gestured tacitly, raised their feet, and kicked the gate open. "Police, don't move!"

The moonlight poured on the floor through the door, making the whole villa even more eerie and quiet.

(End of this chapter)