Mistakenly provoked his new wife for 99 days

Facing the arrest of the whole city.

The earth-shaking strength of the police, the military region, Zhan Qiancheng, Jiang Chenxi, Xiao Lang and Li Xudong, and all the powerful forces in the entire Lingcheng jointly hunted down one person.

There is no way for Zhan Qianyi to retreat!

When An Jian came to hear the news, he saw him sitting in the living room with a dead face. He was originally a living person, but his breath was cold.

Beside him, only An Mengmeng cried bitterly and felt that this was still a breathy world.

An Mengmeng sat beside him, hugging him tightly: "Brother Yi, how did this happen? How did it become like this?"

Tears and snot flowed from her eyes: "Do you miss Chen Anhao? Did she make you like this? Ever since she moved in, our house has been in chaos, everything is in chaos..."

"..."

Mentioning Chen Anhao, Zhan Qianyi's eyes flashed a thick cold color.

He took out a cigarette and smoked it indifferently, ignoring An Mengmeng's words.

An Mengmeng kept crying in front of him.

When he finished smoking a cigarette, Zhan Qianyi raised his head, looked at An Jian who was staring at him, and unexpectedly smiled at him slowly, contrary to his violent aura before.

that smile...

It was very similar to the radiance from his masked face.

Seemingly benign.

He pursed his lips, and his voice was very soft: "An Jian, you have cleared him of all suspicions. Now that he is back, you still have a chance to come back to him."

An Jian couldn't tell that his words were sarcasm.

He frowned.

Before he could say anything, Zhan Qianyi smiled coldly and said, "A loyal dog doesn't serve two masters, but you did it."

Not even a dog.

After all, he slowly got up.

When An Mengmeng was about to rush up to hug him, he pushed her away indifferently, with a gloomy gleam in his eyes.

He looked at the crying woman in front of him, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Do you love me?" he asked.

"Love!"

An Meng shook her head.

After getting her answer, Zhan Qianyi slowly raised his hand, pointed at An Jian not far away with his fingertips, and smiled, "Then you, help me kill him."

An Mengmeng's eyes widened immediately.

She looked at Zhan Qianyi in disbelief, and then at An Jian not far away...

Her tears flowed violently.

She shook her head, with a flustered expression on her face, "Brother Yi...don't...I can't kill him, he is my brother, he is my own brother! How could I kill him..."

Seeing her in such pain, Zhan Qianyi laughed heartlessly, indifferently and coldly.

He pulled out another cigarette and lit it.

The thin lips parted slightly, as if telling the past: "Your parents were forced to pay their debts and jumped to their deaths. They wanted to kill you young people. It was me, and I rescued you."

He pointed at An Jian, "I'll pay him to go to school."

He withdrew his hand and looked at An Mengmeng, "And you, I will keep you by my side and give you the best food and best clothes..."

"But……"

When he raised his eyes and looked at An Jian, he was so cold.

"But, what about him? He betrayed me and chose my opponent. He is against me!"

"You said, should this person be killed or not?"

Listening to these words Zhan Qianyi said, deep pain flashed in An Jian's eyes.

Zhan Qianyi is the benefactor of him and his sister.

He knew, always knew!

So, even though he felt wrong in his heart, sorry for his friend, sorry for his friend's friendship with him, he still did it without hesitation...

Zhan Qiancheng, who regarded him as a friend, reported him cruelly and sent him to the police station.

As a result, he was shot several times in the end and almost lost his life...

He has always deeply regretted this matter.

Therefore, when he heard that Zhan Qiancheng was fine, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. In his heart, the heavy burden seemed to be unloaded suddenly.

Now, looking at Zhan Qianyi's hateful eyes, listening to him tell the story of the past, and facing the person who gave him the future and a second life, he made a decision in his heart, or in other words, he came to Zhan Qianyi Before Qianyi's home, that decision was already engraved in his heart...

There must be an idea in his heart. At this moment, although Zhan Qianyi looked at him with hatred in his eyes, he felt very relaxed in his heart.

An Mengmeng was still in shock.

"What? Unwilling?"

Zhan Qianyi's voice was like a curse: "Don't you love me? Didn't you say that you would do anything for me? As long as you kill him, I will love you and be with you forever."

An Mengmeng didn't know how she recovered from this shock, but she knew what the first thing she should do when she was trying to regain her sanity.

"Brother Yi, please, don't force me."

She knelt down in front of him with a plop, crying hysterically.

Zhan Qianyi ignored An Mengmeng's plea, but looked at An Jian with all evil spirits on his body: "Look, how sad she is crying."

An Jian frowned.

An Mengmeng made him feel bad.

He bit his lip, and looked at An Mengmeng with nostalgia, "I know, you hate me for holding a press conference that day, and you want me to die."

"you are wrong!"

Zhan Qianyi snorted coldly, and looked at An Jian with sharp eyes: "I don't just want you to die."

After finishing speaking, he pulled An Mengmeng who was kneeling at his feet, and pushed her towards An Jian, as if abandoning her, "Since you can't make a decision, then I will help you."

Zhan Qianyi took out a gun from his arms.

He slowly pulled the trigger: "Some people are willing to give their lives for their love, that is love. And your so-called 'love' is really vulnerable."

He raised his hand and pointed the gun at An Mengmeng.

"You two, one must die. Now, what is your choice?"

An Meng stopped abruptly.

She looked at Zhan Qianyi, then at An Jian, the entanglement in her eyes seemed to be biased...

"I……"

An Jianjia Zhan Qianyi drew his gun. He looked at him warily, and hurried forward, protecting An Mengmeng behind him.

He stared at Zhan Qianyi, frowning: "You want me to die, I won't resist, but Mengmeng is innocent, she has been with you for so many years, please don't hurt her."

Zhan Qianyi ignored An Jian, playing with the pistol in his hand casually with his slender fingers.

"Ha ha."

He chuckled lightly, paused the hand that was playing with the mobile phone in his hand, raised his eyes, his eyes were too calm: "Mengmeng, your brother said that if he dies, he will fulfill you, what about you? Do you choose to die too?"

An Mengmeng paused.

die?
"Have you seen the movie, what would it feel like when a pistol went through a person's head? In fact, those scenes in the movie are too fake. Whether a bullet hits a person's head or heart, it will not immediately Death. The pain will spread to every nerve in an instant..."

abnormal!
An Jian cursed in his heart.

He secretly pushed An Mengmeng and told her to leave quickly.

At the same time, Zhan Qianyi shouted sarcastically: "You don't need to scare her, my life is up to you."

"..."

An Mengmeng stood behind him without moving.

Zhan Qianyi saw all his little moves, and he sneered.

Like a god of death, with a killing spirit all over his body, he walked towards the brothers and sisters of the An family step by step, with a lofty demeanor, like a ruthless god of death: "Mengmeng, I want to hear your answer."

An Mengmeng trembled tremblingly, her whole body almost went limp.

"boom--"

Her body went limp and she fell directly to the ground.

That appearance brought a bit of helplessness and abjection.

Zhan Qianyi looked at An Mengmeng who was in a daze, and smiled extremely softly: "Mengmeng, as long as you kill him, I promise, I will always be with you from now on."

An Mengmeng bit her lip, looking dazed,

She looked at An Jian, thinking that she would be with Zhan Qianyi forever, and her thoughts became more and more firm.

"..."

Seeing that the look in An Mengmeng's eyes became clearer and brighter, An Jian felt how empty his heart was.

Although he had already made up his mind to exchange his life for An Mengmeng's, when he was abandoned, he still felt extremely distressed.

Zhan Qianyi...

His scheming tricks made him feel uneasy even in his death...

He won.

When he saw the fruit knife on the coffee table, he was about to rush forward to pick it up, but Zhan Qianyi smashed it first.

He kicked An Jian to the ground, raised his foot, and stepped on his chest.

Looking at the dog that he once kept next to Zhan Qiancheng, now sadly being trampled under his feet, he sneered: "I said, I'm more than just wanting you to die."

For those who betrayed him, he will never let go easily!
The hostility he had accumulated, all the grief and anger he had before he died, are now all turned into the heart of a cruel game.

An Jian's body froze.

Zhan Qianyi saw An Jian's actions in his eyes, he chuckled lightly, and glanced at An Mengmeng who was embarrassed: "Mengmeng, why don't you do it?"

An Mengmeng's chaotic thoughts were forcibly pulled back by Zhan Qianyi.

She took a deep breath, looked at An Jian, wanted to speak a few times, but felt that she was powerless to say a word...

Zhan Qianyi's face was very calm.

In the silence...

An Mengmeng took the pistol from Zhan Qianyi and aimed it at An Jian.

An Jian's face was full of astonishment and pain.

He looked at An Mengmeng, the shattering in his eyes was like a glass that had been smashed into a big hole, and there were cracks in the eyeballs.

His sister, after all, did not choose him.

An Mengmeng's emotions collapsed, she cried, crying heartbreakingly.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Her voice trembled a little: "It was Brother Yi who saved us, but you betrayed him^"

When An Mengmeng said this, her voice was already choked up: "You are the one who is ungrateful, so don't blame me..."

Zhan Qianyi raised his foot and let go of An Jian at this moment.

To make matters worse, An Mengmeng forced An Mengmeng to make one last blow: "Kill him!"

An Jian got up from the ground, he looked at An Mengmeng tremblingly, and wanted to step forward, and take one last serious look at his sister...

An Mengmeng thought he was going to snatch her pistol and kill herself...

Her eyes were tightly frowned, and all the apology in her eyes was gone, leaving only the hatred in her eyes.

She didn't know where the courage came from, so she directly pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

Gunshots rang out.

An Jian didn't even make a tragic cry, his eyes widened, and he fell into a pool of blood.

Seeing his body crashing to the ground, An Mengmeng woke up suddenly.

The thick blood stimulated her rationality, and deep panic came from the bottom of her heart, and she immediately screamed: "Ah—"

Zhan Qianyi looked at the collapsed An Mengmeng, with a cruel smile on the corner of his lips. He stepped forward, picked up the pistol that An Mengmeng had dropped on the ground, looked at the white skirt on her body, and seemed to be looking at her. I saw a white shadow smiling in front of me.

"boom--"

He pulled the trigger, opened his thin lips slightly: "Ann—"