The blue-chip man loves the righteous woman: attacking the heart and capturing the love

294 The Finale 9
They brought her to an abandoned processing factory, where she saw Mu Zhenxiong without any surprise.

"The fox finally showed its tail."

She sneered mockingly.

Mu Zhenxiong walked in front of her slowly, with a hypocritical smile still on his face: "Nephew and daughter-in-law, before my nephew comes, I have wronged you for the time being."

He ordered the people behind him: "Tie her up."

Several men pushed her down on a wooden chair and tied her up with ropes. Shen Jiaman looked straight at Mu Zhenxiong without fear, and said bitterly: "He has lost his memory now, do you think he will do it for a fundamental reason?" Is someone who can't remember coming here to take risks?"

"Whether it will come or not, we will know soon."

Mu Zhenxiong smiled confidently, looked sideways and asked the people around him: "Has the letter been delivered yet?"

"It has been delivered."

"Then let's wait and see."

He leisurely sat opposite Shen Jiaman, like a hunter, waiting for the prey to come to his door by himself.

Shen Jiaman prayed silently in her heart: don't come...don't come...don't come...

But things always backfire like this in life, even though she prayed thousands of times in her heart, Mu Yuanchen still came.

The moment their eyes met, Shen Jiaman closed her eyes in pain. She seemed to hear the sound of her heart cracking. It has been in pain for the past few years, but it has never been as severe as it is now.

"Haha, I just had a bet with my niece and daughter-in-law on whether my nephew would come, and you came here before I finished smoking this cigar. It seems that even if you lose your memory, your sense of time is still as convincing as ever."

Mu Yuanchen stared at the tied-up wife, the complexity revealed in those eyes, only Shen Jiaman could understand, she shook her head lightly, and signaled with her eyes that he must not let all the efforts to bear the burden of humiliation these days be ruined by impulsiveness For nothing, once Mu Zhenxiong knows that he is faking amnesia, he will not even think about getting out alive. Such a result is not something she can bear.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he asked coldly.

"Oh, it's nothing serious, I just want to make sure, nephew, do you really not remember this woman?"

Mu Zhenxiong pointed to Shen Jiaman.

"Yes."

After a long silence, he struggled to utter this word. The kidnapping tonight was too sudden. As soon as he got the news, he rushed here alone. Before his subordinates and the black ghosts came to rescue him, no matter how heartbroken he was We must delay time.

"I don't know you, do you?" He nodded, "Okay."

Mu Zhenxiong winked at the person standing on Shen Jiaman's left, that person understood, pinched Shen Jiaman's chin, and slapped Shen Jiaman's hand without warning, with such force that countless gold stars flashed in front of her eyes, Soon a salty liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Yuanchen's body froze, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged out of forbearance. Mu Zhenxiong was challenging his bottom line, and his bottom line was on the verge of breaking out.

Snapped……

Another slap came down hard, Shen Jiaman endured the pain and lowered her head, tears were rolling in her eyes, she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying, she could cry anytime, only now Don't cry, don't let Mu Yuanchen see the tears in her eyes, otherwise he will definitely feel distressed.

"Mu Zhenxiong, you dare to hit my woman twice."

Mu Yuanchen slowly took out a gun from his arms and aimed it at Mu Zhenxiong's head.

If the first time hit him on the face, then the second time hit his heart. When his heart began to fall, he suddenly felt that everything didn't matter. Life and death, fame and fortune were all inferior to that woman. Tithes are important.

"Two slaps can wake up your memory, it seems that this slap is worth it."

Mu Zhenxiong pointed to the gun that was on his forehead, and reminded: "Do you think that if you kill me, you and her can get out alive?"

"It doesn't matter, since we can't get out alive together, we should die here together."

Shen Jiaman saw that Mu Yuanchen finally couldn't bear to see her suffer and gave up his plan, and couldn't restrain himself from crying: "Didn't I tell you not to come? Who told you to come!! You idiot, you Why are you here?!"

"Because you are here."

The simplest reason is that he had to come because she was here. Mu Yuanchen gave up everything, and finally no longer had to face her with pretended indifference. At this moment, his eyes regained the old affection: "Manman, Don't be afraid, as long as I'm alive, I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Hahaha--

Mu Zhenxiong looked up to the sky and smiled, "Just saying this to you, I firmly believe that you can't kill me."

He ordered sharply: "Hit that woman until he puts down the gun in his hand."

The man next to Shen Jiaman received the order to strike harder, slapped several times in a row without mercy, Mu Yuanchen's heart was bleeding, and he roared hoarsely: "Mu Zhenxiong!!!"

"You feel bad, don't you? If you feel bad, put the gun down, or keep watching."

"I kill you!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and with a push of his hand, the trigger was pulled halfway.

"You have to think carefully before you shoot. If you keep shooting, your wife will definitely be buried with me!"

Mu Zhenxiong seemed to be convinced of his feelings for Shen Jiaman, and he stepped into the coffin without any sign of tears.

The man who slapped Shen Jiaman didn't stop, Mu Yuanchen's hand that pulled the trigger slowly relaxed, "Stop!"

Shen Jiaman's cheeks were already red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with bright red blood. She shook her head at Mu Yuanchen: "Don't let it go, don't let it go, they will kill you if you let it go, I don't hurt, I don't It doesn't hurt..."

Mu Yuanchen's tears flowed down. What could be more heartbreaking than not being able to protect the one he loves. In his life, the most powerless thing was at this moment: "Don't touch her anymore, all come to me."

Throwing down the gun in his hand without hesitation, several of Mu Zhenxiong's men rushed forward to punch and kick him, Shen Jiaman screamed and cried: "Don't...don't hit him...please don't hit him he……"

No matter how heartbreakingly she begged, she couldn't stop the viciousness of that group of devils, so she could only pin her hope on Mu Yuanchen, crying and begging him: "Fight back, fight back!!!"

Shouting over and over again, knowing that the man would rather die than fight back to protect her, but he still cried blood. Besides, she didn't know what else she could do.

In the sorrow of life, there is always a pool of tears due to deep love, but that deep love is like a sea that cannot be swam...

"enough."

Mu Zhenxiong raised his hands, squatted in front of Mu Yuanchen, and said, "Don't blame Second Uncle for being cruel, if you want to blame, blame your father, he caused all this, he ruined me and you."

His eyes exuded the hatred accumulated for many years, and he got up and ordered: "Lock the two of them up with iron chains."

The rope on Shen Jiaman's body was untied, and she rushed to Mu Yuanchen like crazy, hugged him in her arms, and cried loudly: "Bastard, I listen to you like that, I listen to everything you say, But why don't you listen to a word I say, you bastard, I hate you! I hate you..."

"stand up!"

Mu Zhenxiong's men forcibly separated the two, then locked their hands with handcuffs attached to iron chains, and tied them to an oval concrete pillar.

"Let her go."

Mu Yuanchen looked at Mu Zhenxiong coldly: "Since my father owed you, I will repay it and let her go immediately!"

"Oh, let her go? If you let her go, who knows if you will come to me to avenge you in the future. Do you think Second Uncle and I are the kind of people who do things dirty?"

Mu Zhenxiong patted him on the shoulder: "This is the fate of you and my uncle and nephew in this life. See you in the next life."

Turning to the people around you, "Are you all ready?"

"All right."

At this time, five or six people came in, each with a large bucket of gasoline in their hands, and poured them down along the four corners of the factory. Mu Zhenxiong lit a cigar and threw it into the corner. With a triumphant smile, he turned and left the scene of fire.

"Mu Zhenxiong, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!!"

Mu Yuanchen roared angrily at his back, held his hand with a warm hand, then he turned his head, hugged Shen Jiaman into his arms, and cried bitterly: "Manman, I'm sorry, Sorry for not being able to protect you..."

"Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come to Zurich. If I didn't come, I wouldn't be a bargaining chip for others to threaten you today. I should be the one who should say I'm sorry. it's me……"

(End of this chapter)