Rebirth of the super rich second generation

The moment this coquettish cry came, the steel pipe raised high in Pan Jiajun's hand had already fallen.

I can't stop.

"pound,,."

There was a heavy muffled sound.

The steel pipe in Pan Jiajun's hand has already fallen on Lorraine's head.

Blood splashed,.

Lorraine had no power to fight back. Lorraine was directly smashed to the ground. He was lying there, his body trembling. In his mind, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his eyes were white and black... ...He knew that he had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

Ha ha……

I am going to die.

but……

I seem to have heard a "stop" just now... Is it an illusion.

No, not an illusion...

When Lorraine was in a trance, he faintly saw a tall and familiar figure...

Pantene.

Is it Pantene,...

I don't know if it's because of Lorraine's confusion or other reasons.

He faintly saw Pan Ting bursting into tears instantly, and she immediately turned pale and frightened.

"Pan Jiajun,,,, what did you do,,."

Pantene screamed loudly, tears were already pouring down like a fountain.

Pantene rushed up quickly, but was stopped by that Clay.

Pan Jiajun frowned.

"Tingting, who told you to come out." Although Pan Jiajun wanted to hit Pan Ting head-on in front of Pan Ting, let her forget about this guy Lorraine.

but……

In the end, he still didn't give up his heart.

And now, things are still happening.

Just now, Pan Ting clearly saw that Pan Jiajun dealt a heavy blow to Lorraine.

"Pan Jiajun, you are crazy, you are crazy,,,, how could you do such a thing,,, you are a bad guy, you are a big bad guy."

Pan Ting really didn't want to believe that her brother had turned into such a cruel appearance.

She just woke up like a dream at this moment, the good brother in her heart is totally fake.

It is simply a fictional character made up by her own wishful thinking.

"Clay, help him up."

Pan Jiajun snorted coldly, he was a little impatient now.

Clay obeyed and helped Lorraine up.

At this time, Lorraine was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he looked so miserable. Seeing Lorraine's appearance, Pantene felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

But Pan Jiajun did feel more and more comfortable in his heart.

"Tingting, since you've come out, let me tell you the most practical question." Pan Jiajun said, "Lorraine's life is not long now, and I want to end him and give him a good time. See clearly, the only concern in your heart This man will completely disappear from this world. From now on, I hope you will completely forget this man and serve the family well. After Lorraine dies, I will immediately protect you to regain the inherent power of the family."

With that said, Pan Jiajun had already pulled the trigger.

"no, do not want."

At this time, Pan Ting grabbed Pan Jiajun's arm holding the gun with one hand, and begged with red eyes: "Brother, don't kill Lorraine, I beg you, I don't want any family power, I just want Lorraine to live well."

"..." Pan Jiajun's expression became more ferocious, "Let go."

"Brother, I beg you, I kneel down for you."

"Pfft."

Pan Ting immediately knelt beside Pan Jiajun, and then she hugged Pan Jiajun's leg, begging bitterly: "Brother, if you want to kill me, kill me, please, don't hurt Lorraine, don't ,Please do not,,."

At this moment, Pan Ting couldn't see Pan Jiajun's specific expression clearly, but Lorraine was placed on the fence at this time. Although his vision became more and more blurred, his head became more and more dizzy, and he felt like he was about to die, but...he could completely Hear and see clearly the situation at this time.

His head, which was already unconscious, had stopped working. His face was covered with blood, his eyes were stunned, lifeless, looking at Pantene like this...

He finally understood... In Pan Ting's heart, he accidentally left such a strong mark on him.

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom."

Pan Ting kowtowed next to Pan Jiajun, her forehead was red, swollen and faintly bloodstained, her face was full of pleading, her face paled.

"Please, please, woo woo, brother, please, don't kill Lorraine."

"..."

Pan Jiajun's mood at this moment cannot be described with any adjectives.

He is now like a volcano that has been brewing for a long, long time, and is about to erupt soon.

"Lorraine, Lorraine,,,,, look at the good things you have done,,,, where are you better than me,,, ah,,, where are you better than me,,, all the big families respect you Come closer, all the big daughters revolve around you, even after arriving in the United States, good luck has always surrounded you, what is it that you are better than me,,,, I don’t understand,, what I don’t understand the most Yes, there are obviously many women around you, why is Han Xuan... still so obsessed with you, why..."

Pan Jiajun's eyes were red, and he roared angrily.

At this moment, he finally yelled out all the grievances that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Now... Even my relatives, my sister, Pan Jiajun, regard me as a devil, because of you, Lorraine." A person like Pan Jiajun who can usually be extremely calm may not be there in his life. This kind of emotional release once, so when he chooses to release it, it will intensify and become more and more excited.

At this time, Pan Jiajun held the pistol firmly in his hand, pointed in the direction of Lorraine, and continued to growl tremblingly: "There are also those sad media, what are you talking about, you are the proud son of heaven, why don't you have one in a hundred years?" The proud son of heaven,,, fart,, all fucking fart,,, in this world, there is only one proud son of heaven, and that is me, Pan Jiajun, definitely not you Lorraine, remember, it is me, Pan Jiajun,,, here Hell, don't forget to tell Lord Yan that it was the proud son of heaven, Pan Jiajun, who killed you with a single shot, Lorraine, you poor defeated general, give me... to die."

"Boom,,,."

Finally, Pan Jiajun finally pulled the trigger.

A tongue of flame shot out from the black muzzle of the gun.