Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Li Hongye was about to ask someone to give Fang Jian the knife, but unexpectedly he had already walked towards him.

In this regard, Li Hongye did not doubt that he was there and handed the knife over with a smile.

He said sadly: "Just stab him in the heart, I guarantee, the blood will be like a waterfall, it won't stop, hahaha..."

Fang Jian took the knife and felt the blade was bitingly cold.

He raised his head and looked directly at Li Hongye's twisted and crazy face, and his heart trembled.

It was at this moment that Li Hongye suddenly felt a little uneasy.

But before he could react, Fang Jian stabbed his chest with lightning speed.

The moment the tip of the knife penetrated the clothes, it made a slight tearing sound.

Then, it penetrates the skin and reaches the heart.

Sure enough, as Li Hongye said, blood poured out like a waterfall.

Li Hongye's eyes widened, and his ferocious smile suddenly stiffened.

He looked down at the knife on his chest, then looked up at Fang Jian, his face full of shock and fear.

The whole process happened in a flash of lightning.

Before anyone had time to react, they saw the military assassin who was supposed to deal with Jiang Xiaochuan stabbing into Li Hongye's heart.

But despite this, their tense nerves still did not relax at all, staring at the detonator.

Being stabbed in the chest, Li Hongye subconsciously used his hand to block the blood, but the detonator fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, someone immediately rushed to the stage and carefully picked up the detonator, for fear of accidentally touching the detonation button.

The whole room fell into deathly silence, with only Li Hongye's faint breathing echoing in the air.

"Well done, Mr. Fang."

At some point, Jiang Xiaochuan's figure quietly appeared behind Fang Jian.

These brief words seemed to break some kind of silence, allowing Fang Jian to recover from his nervous mood.

"Humph!"

Fang Jian snorted coldly, Jiang Xiaochuan had hurt him badly.

Killing people openly in front of so many people, especially when there are media reporters at the scene, even if Li Hongye deserves it, such behavior will undoubtedly bring a lot of trouble to him and the Fang family.

If possible, he would rather be beaten ten times by Jiang Xiaochuan than get into such trouble.

"You, you..."

Seeing the two standing together, Li Hongye's pupils suddenly opened wide, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Until his death, he could not figure out how Jiang Xiaochuan persuaded Fang Jian.

"Can't you figure it out?"

Jiang Xiaochuan spread his hands and said, "You deserve all this."

Seeing Li Hongye dying, Jiang Xiaochuan knew that Long Yu's plan was completely dead.

However, Li Hongye's death also relieved a heavy burden from his heart.

After all, it’s not a good feeling to know that a venomous snake is ready to bite you at any moment.

However, at this moment, Li Hongye suddenly laughed sinisterly.

Although blood was still pouring out of the wound on his chest, there was a strange satisfaction on his face.

He struggled, used up his last bit of strength, and said intermittently: "Jiang Xiaochuan, do you think...you, you won?"

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart sank.

He looked at Li Hongye's face that was distorted by pain and madness, and asked coldly: "What do you mean?"

Li Hongye showed a strange smile, which was full of ridicule and provocation.

He opened his mouth, revealing his teeth stained red with blood, "Just wait... and be buried with me... Haha..."

Li Hongye's voice became weaker and weaker, but his laughter became more and more crazy.

Finally, he breathed his last completely, but his eyes were still wide open, as if cursing Jiang Xiaochuan.

The whole room fell into dead silence again, leaving only Jiang Xiaochuan facing Li Hongye's body.

The air is filled with the smell of blood and death, making people feel extremely heavy and depressed.

Jiang Xiaochuan took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

Although Li Hongye is dead, the words he left behind are like a time bomb that may detonate a new crisis at any time.

There was an indescribable sense of tension in the air, and everyone held their breath for fear of missing any slightest movement.

At this moment, there was a sudden "sizzling...sizzling..." sound of electricity.

The sound was particularly harsh in the silent room, making people's hearts beat faster involuntarily.

Immediately afterwards, the big screen on the donation table suddenly lit up.

The dazzling white light made everyone squint their eyes involuntarily.

The big screen went blank, but a strange voice came out clearly: "This old thing is really dead."

Although the voice was somewhat mechanical, it had a male-female tone that gave people goosebumps.

"It seems that the sky has eyes, and it is destined to let you, a bastard, die in my hands, hahahaha..."

It sounded again, this time accompanied by a burst of blood-curdling laughter.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned. He suddenly felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.