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Chapter 1651 Don't worry, you won't die
After the words fell, Lin Hanxing took Lei Xiao and left the venue without looking back, leaving only the explosion-like noise behind him...

At this time, Long Qing, who was in Pu's house in the capital, was trembling like chaff, not daring to breathe, just staring at the TV. As for Pu Wei, who was sitting next to her, blood was dripping down his rough fingers fell to the floor.

"Lin Xiaojiu, Group X..."

Pu Weishi sneered, but he really underestimated his opponent.

I didn't expect her to be so capable at such a young age.

"Wei Shi, what shall we do?"

Ever since Gou Shou and the others lost their wife and soldiers and made wedding clothes for Lin Xiaojiu, she has been able to feel the pressure from all directions, calling Long Qing like an army.

If the things she did back then were exposed, the old man would really make her life worse than death!
"What are you panicking about? Those who knew the truth of the matter and participated in it were dealt with cleanly. Now that the second concubine and Qin Su are gone, even if Lin Xiaojiu has the ability to use his hands and eyes to reach the heavens, can he still resurrect the dead?"

Pu Weishi was not worried at all.

What he cares more about is whether the balance that he has worked so hard for so many years will be broken!
Until now, Pu Weishi had to admit that this Lin Hanxing was too powerful, beyond his imagination!

This step by step, in addition to strong strategy and strategizing ability, you also need to be patient enough to wait for the enemy to enter the trap little by little, and then devour it little by little. It may cause fatal damage to others, not to mention Lin Hanxing's young age includes all of them.

If there is anyone Pu Weishi doesn't want to provoke in today's business world, Lei Xiao is definitely ranked first, but now Lin Hanxing is added, but these two are still husband and wife!
God knows how protective the Lei family is!
Pu Weishi looked at the afterimage on the TV, his eyes became more and more gloomy...

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Xue Lan, the torture room of Huaji headquarters.

In the long dark corridor leading to the basement, the sound of Lin Hanxing's high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor was cold and cruel.

The wall lamps are faintly yellow.

She just came from the press conference with exquisite makeup, her expressionless face hidden in the light and shadow, giving people an indescribable majesty.

The host of the third hall of Huaji quietly followed behind her.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

A stench came head-on, the hall master of the third hall subconsciously covered his nose, and almost didn't spit it out, but Lin Hanxing still had that expressionless look, watching coldly the person curled up in the dark corner like a ghost. Song Jiyun who looks like a ghost.

The ulcers on her face were getting worse.

One side of the neck was affected, and the itching was so unbearable that Song Zhiyun couldn't help scratching, even though her nails were full of dirt.

Someone brought a chair.

Lin Hanxing sat down, her right leg elegantly folded over her left leg, and the black women's suit pants wrapped around her slender legs. She just looked down at Song Zhiyun indifferently, as if she was looking at garbage.

Song Zhiyun moved and looked at Lin Hanxing.

"kill me."

This torture room was filled with mirrors everywhere. Since the day she came in, she smashed one piece, and Huaji's people would put another one on. It was like a competition of who was more patient.

In the end, she lost.

Song Zhiyun watched the process of her proud face gradually festering through the mirror every day. It was only a matter of time before she collapsed psychologically, but... she was also afraid of death!

He didn't dare to commit suicide, but only hoped that Lin Hanxing could give himself a good time.

"Let me accompany Ah Chen."

Song Zhiyun squirmed on the ground, almost touching the toe of Lin Hanxing's high heels.

In the next second, Lin Hanxing stepped on her fingers without changing his expression, crushed her a little, and Song Zhiyun's soft and painful cry sounded in his ears. In contrast, the feeling of this picture is really not very pleasant.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Lin Hanxing made a promise with a cold voice.

She won't call her dead.

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of Chen Xi?

"Not only will you not die, I will tell you to live 'well', longer than anyone else."

With a click, Lin Hanxing's high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor and made a muffled sound. She leaned over and looked down at Song Zhiyun with the eyes of looking at ants. There was a long-lost bloodthirsty hidden in her domineering and cruel eyes.

"I will ask you to watch the flesh on your face fester piece by piece, and become a person who makes you want to vomit. I will try another torture on you every day, making your life worse than death, but you will not die because..."

Lin Hanxing suddenly stretched out his hands, and squeezed Song Zhiyun's chin tightly, and the ruthless force caused her face to sag a large part in an instant.

"Me! No! Allow! Allow!"

She has thousands of tortures that make people want to survive or die. Even if Song Zhiyun changes patterns every day for at least a few years, she will not be the same again. She will not even allow Song Zhiyun to go crazy, that would be too cheap for her.

"I'll let you know what it means to be alive is more painful than dead."

Lin Hanxing violently pushed Song Zhiyun back to the ground like garbage, took the wet wipes from his subordinates, and wiped his fingers carefully, expressionless.

"I beg you, Lin Xiaojiu, I beg you."

Only now did Song Zhiyun truly understand what kind of demon he had provoked.

Even if Lin Hanxing didn't have any expression at this time, her domineering attitude and the indifference to her in her eyes in the whole world made Song Zhiyun feel terrified to the bone, wishing she could die in the royal family back then.

"beg me?"

Lin Hanxing sneered, and casually threw the used wipes on Song Zhiyun's face.

Get up.

The shadow covered Song Zhiyun, condescending.

"too late."

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Night falls.

As soon as Lin Hanxing returned to Li's house, someone at the guard reported that a visitor had come to the door, claiming to be from the royal family of Roucheng.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Hanxing gestured for Uncle Hai to suspend the report on the Yuan family, but Yuan Kang, who was sitting next to him, raised his eyebrows, the royal family of Roucheng?It can't be the eldest prince who came to visit, right?

"Did you hear anything wrong with what Uncle Hai said these days?"

Lin Hanxing glanced over Yuan Kang lightly.

"what?"

Why did the topic come back to him?
Since Lin Hanxing came back, Uncle Hai would come over every night to report on Yuan's situation, and every time Lin Hanxing would let him listen in, even for a few days, this was the first time she asked herself a question.

"The data doesn't match up."

However, Yuan Kang was not ambiguous, and just opened his mouth.

"What do you think the problem is?"

Lin Hanxing asked again, his brows and eyes were pale.

"Where? Guess Yuan Laosan took advantage of your absence and got a wrong idea."

Yuan Kang leaned his weight on the sofa and sneered.

Lin Hanxing reached out and took the information from Uncle Hai and threw it to Yuan Kang.

"Mark the data that you think is wrong."

After finishing speaking, Lin Hanxing motioned to Li Bingshou to ask the guard to let the people from the royal family of Roucheng go.

(End of this chapter)