Marriage in crisis

I immediately understood the meaning of her words, "Chi Xi, no wonder she was angry with Gao Dawei and killed Deng Jiazhe. I couldn't understand her attitude at the time. Why would she know that Gao Dawei ordered to kill Deng Jiazhe? Angry. It turns out she wants to kill the Deng family members one by one with her own hands!"

"But the deaths of Feng Qing and Deng Jianye, the old lady of the Deng family, don't seem to have anything to do with her?" Chi Xi looked at me and questioned.

"Don't forget, Deng Yaozu and Wu Xiaotong died in her hands, the old lady was burned in the hospital, Zhao Mingzhen appeared, Deng Jianye was also burned to death, and then Na Shuying also died mysteriously... It seems that these are not coincidences! It must have something to do with Zhang Xuejuan. Otherwise she wouldn't say that!" I reminded Chi Xi as I looked at her.

"Yes, when Deng Jiaming was suddenly transferred back from Su City, it was Zhang Xuejuan who reported it!" Chi Xi nodded and said, "If you analyze it this way, doesn't it all have something to do with her! My God, this guy is too poisonous!"

At this time, Zhang Xuejuan's voice was heard inside again, "Deng Jiaming, you'd better look at me with a straight face, or I'll let you taste this unwelcome death!"

"Hmph! Zhang Xuejuan, you should take it easy! Why don't you care about me? If you have the ability, you'd better kill me now, otherwise everyone will be blamed!" Deng Jiaming clasped his hands behind his back and didn't seem to be afraid of Zhang Xuejuan's words. "How will I die, how will your daughter die? How will your Zhang family die!"

As soon as Deng Jiaming finished speaking, he was slapped twice on the face. The corners of his mouth were shaken, and dazzling blood flowed down the corners of his mouth like earthworms.

Deng Jiaming was not angry, but smiled evilly, "Zhang Xuejuan, I blame you! Don't forget, you want to ask me to do something today!"

"Say! Where is Deng Jiazhe's letter?" Zhang Xuejuan looked at Deng Jiaming and asked aggressively.

"Guess!" Deng Jiaming smiled disdainfully.

Zhang Xuejuan took two deep puffs of cigarette and pressed the cigarette butt on Deng Jiaming's head.

Hearing a 'squeak' sound, Deng Jiaming groaned, and saw a trace of green smoke coming out of his head.

Qiu Meiying exclaimed, and I also felt pain in the top of my head, and I seemed to be able to smell the burnt smell.

Deng Jiaming suddenly leaned back, leaned on the sofa, raised his foot suddenly, and kicked Zhang Xuejuan's belly. Zhang Xuejuan staggered back several steps.

Just as he was about to hit the coffee table, Hu Laoliu stopped him and held him up, and then he rushed towards Deng Jiaming like a tiger.

Deng Jiaming roared angrily, "How dare you touch me!"

This voice was really intimidating, and Hu Laoliu was really stunned for a moment.

Deng Jiaming looked at Zhang Xuejuan, "If you dare to touch me again, Zhang Xuejuan, you can try it, what will the consequences be!"

Zhang Xuejuan stood firm, squinted her eyes, and uttered a few words, "You are playing dirty tricks!"

"Grass mud horse! Are you crazy..." After Hu Laoliu said this, he raised his fist and smashed it down. This punch was filled with real hatred. Deng Jiaming's head hit the wooden sofa with a 'dong', and his eyes were in the air. Half of his face suddenly swelled up.

That speed is faster than making dough.

Deng Jiaming was hit by the punch and could not recover for a long time.

When Hu Laoliu was about to take advantage of the victory and hit him with another punch, Zhang Xuejuan stopped him fiercely, "That's enough!"

Hu Laoliu's punch was almost blocked, and his whole body hit Deng Jiaming, causing Deng Jiaming to snort.

He seemed to be more energetic all of a sudden. He shook his head, tried hard to open his swollen eyes, and looked at Zhang Xuejuan even more ferociously.

Hu Laoliu got up from him, sat down on the other side of Deng Jiaming, and looked sideways at the miserable Deng Jiaming, "Mad! I'm taking advantage of you!"

Deng Jiaming didn't even look at Hu Laoliu.

"Don't you want to know where the letter and the USB drive left by the second brother are?" Deng Jiaming looked at Zhang Xuejuan, spit out blood, and smiled evilly, "As long as you continue to lock me up, you will Do you know where that thing is?"

"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Xuejuan gritted her teeth and walked towards Deng Jiaming step by step.

Deng Jiaming looked at Zhang Xuejuan and continued, "Before I came here, I was sure that you didn't have good intentions towards me. People named Lu don't know how vicious you are, but as a cat's eye, I know! Sister Lan, What have you done? I still know a little bit about it, what do you think?"

Zhang Xuejuan paused and looked at Deng Jiaming, as if analyzing the gold content of his words.