God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

As Shen Xiujun expected, Tang Qian wanted to kill Hu Wei in front of the police and many working people during the live broadcast.

The foreshadowing was good. She wore a nun's uniform for a live broadcast, which attracted a lot of curiosity seekers. They frantically retweeted it on various social media, and the traffic in the live broadcast room once reached the top ten. Seeing more and more people in the live broadcast room, Tang Qian directly confessed her murder and explained in detail the ins and outs of her behavior.

At the beginning, many netizens thought it was a gimmick. After all, live broadcasts of suicides are now commonplace. But slowly, some netizens discovered that things were not that simple.

This is a planned live broadcast.

Tang Qian knew that she had been exposed to the police's sight.

She wants to use this live broadcast to do two things.

One is to use the last time of his life to gain a chance and do something that causes a sensation on the Internet, telling those men who commit domestic violence that even if the law can't do anything to you, there are still law enforcers like her around you. Helping those poor women will kill you.

One is to send Hu Wei, who was released from prison, back to hell. Zhou Jingyan saw it right just now. There was a firm will to die in Tang Qian's eyes. Even if they die together, she still has to send the beast who killed her sister back to hell in front of the public.

People like you don't deserve forgiveness.

It's a pity that the police contacted the live broadcast company, and when Tang Qian walked towards Hu Wei with a knife, the live broadcast signal was cut off. The scene stays at the moment when she raises the knife high.

However, what Tang Qian didn't expect was that Hu Wei's seven years in prison were not completely wasted. There was a robber in the same room who taught him many tips, such as how to break free from the rope.

When Tang Qian raised the knife and stabbed him in the neck, he had just freed his hands from being tied behind the chair and blocked the knife with his arms.

The anesthetic in Hu Wei's body has not completely passed, but his physical strength still has a certain advantage over Tang Qian, not to mention that it is a life and death fight.

His feet were still tied, and all he could use was his hands. Regardless of the blood flowing from his hands when they were scratched by the knife, he firmly clasped his hands together to control the knife, preventing it from moving any further.

Tang Qian gritted her teeth and kicked Hu Wei's lower body fiercely. Hu Wei was in pain, but it also aroused his blood. He suddenly hit Tang Qian's forehead with his head.

Tang Qian was stunned and her hand relaxed a little. Hu Wei saw the opportunity and hit Tang Qian's head with his own. Tang Qian was stunned for a moment, then she immediately reacted and stabbed Hu with the knife. Wei, but eventually lost his aim and plunged into Hu Wei's right shoulder.

Hu Wei stood up and slapped Tang Qian hard. Tang Qian felt that her mouth was filled with the taste of blood. At that moment, she actually thought, was this the same way her sister was beaten back then?

Hu Wei pulled off the cloth in his mouth. "Smelly bitch, your stinky bitch's sister is also a stinky bitch, okay, come here and I'll take you to meet your good sister." After saying that, she pushed Tang Qian down.

After speaking, he was about to get on his feet, but he forgot that his feet were tied to the iron chair welded to the ground, and he stumbled and fell next to Tang Qian.

He pulled out the knife from his shoulder, cut the rope binding his feet, and squatted in front of Tang Qian with the knife.

"You are still a little weak. As everyone can see now, I killed someone in self-defense." As he said this, he slashed Tang Qian's face hard, and then stabbed Tang Qian hard at the same position on the shoulder. One knife went down.

"You beast, go to hell."

Tang Qian bit Hu Wei's wrist and used all her strength. In pain, Hu Wei grabbed her hair and smashed it to the ground without letting go.

She felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. Her sister was also hit in the back of the head and died. Did she have to use the same method to die there?

She was unwilling to give in, but now she was controlled by Hu Wei and could only let him take advantage of her.

Almighty Lord, the Lord whom I have prayed to and whom I have served devoutly for so many years. Although I have abandoned you for many years, can you allow me to see your presence once in my lifetime?

As Tang Qian's head was hit to the ground one after another, her consciousness began to drift. Years of habit made her place her hope on her faith.

"Ouch, who the fuck?" Hu Wei felt a force stopping his actions. He couldn't move his hands. He turned his head but couldn't see anything. He only knew that there seemed to be a force that was tightly restraining him. Pulled his neck back.

Tang Qian opened her eyes. She saw a woman wearing pajamas with a somewhat transparent figure. She was strangling Hu Wei's neck tightly. She didn't use much force, but Hu Wei was strangled and stepped back. His hands were grasping in vain in the air.

"Get up." came the woman's voice.

Tang Qian stood up tremblingly. She touched the back of her head. It was full of blood and had wet the nun's hat she was wearing.

Tang Qian picked up the knife from the ground and walked towards Hu Wei.

She thought her prayers had worked, and when she was about to identify the person who came to help her, she found that the somewhat transparent human figure looked familiar. When she wanted to help Su Ho get rid of Lu Xiaoyu, she had seen her before, and it was Su Ho. A colleague, she should be the one who did what happened to Lu Xiaoyu in the end, and she was also one of the people who secretly helped Su Ho.

Tang Qian smiled and plunged the knife into Hu Wei's heart.

When Qin Fang and his men broke in through the door, Tang Qian, who was lying on the ground, had a smile on her face and made a mouth gesture to the figure that was getting fainter and fading into nothingness.

"Thank you."