After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

He had no time to fight Sheng Beichen with his bare hands, he just wanted to kill him immediately!

In order to mourn the loss of her child, Sheng Qiaoqiao cut her wrists in depression, and for their flesh and blood!

Fu Yanshen struck quickly and swiftly. The one-meter-long samurai sword exuded a silver metallic sheen. The sharp blade stabbed directly at the vital part of Sheng Beichen's abdomen!

Sheng Beichen's pupils trembled, and in the flash of lightning, he quickly dodged to avoid the fatal knife and fled towards the door.

Fu Yanshen didn't give him a chance to breathe, and struck down with another knife. Before Sheng Beichen went out, the iron-cutting blade scratched his back.

The sweater was cut and the skin was torn.

Sheng Beichen was in so much pain that he could hardly stand still. He only felt a sticky and warm liquid flowing out of the opening. He clenched his fists and, relying on his willpower, stumbled out of the room and fled towards the study.

Fu Yanshen chased him, and the katana fell again and again, leaving wounds after wounds on his back.

Before he entered the study room, the back of Sheng Beichen's sweater was soaked with blood and dyed maroon. His muscles were trembling in pain.

Fu Yan narrowed his black eyes deeply. The moment Sheng Beichen entered the door, the samurai sword stabbed him in the back!

However, Sheng Beichen dodged through the door in time, and the sharp tip of the knife pierced the door panel.

The moment Fu Yanshen drew his knife and kicked the door, Sheng Beichen inside the door had a black pistol in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Fu Yanshen's eyebrows!

Sheng Beichen raised the corners of his mouth proudly, narrowed his eyes, glanced at the man at the door, and sneered: "All along, the person I want to kill the most is you!"

If you kill him, no one will compete with him to snatch her away.

Sheng Beichen pulled the wrench without hesitation, and the bullet burst out of the barrel and shot towards Fu Yanshen's eyebrows!

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot shocked me.

This gun belongs to Sheng Beichen, right?

He actually has a gun, wouldn't Fu Yanshen...

My soul seemed to tremble, so I wrapped myself tightly in the lapel of his coat, ran out of the room with my bare feet.

Before I even got down to the first floor, I saw a thrilling scene.

In the hall on the first floor, Sheng Beichen, whose face was as pale as paper and his lips were completely drained of blood, was holding a black pistol in his hand and pointing it at Fu Yanshen, as if he was picking a wrench.

Without thinking at all, I instinctively jumped the four steps, rushed down the steps quickly, threw myself in front of Fu Yanshen, and hugged him.

The moment Sheng Beichen pulled the trigger, he saw Sheng Qiaoqiao rushing in front of Fu Yanshen. In an instant, his wrist instinctively turned.

There was a "bang" sound, and the bullet missed and grazed Fu Yanshen's temple.

Seeing her protecting Fu Yanshen like a human shield, Sheng Beichen's heart felt like it was cut into pieces by a thousand knives. He raised his hand high, pointed the muzzle of his gun at the ceiling, and fired "bang bang bang" several times!

He couldn't help but think of how Fu Yanshen fought with him after he eloped with her and was chased on the eve of her receiving the certificate. This was how she protected Fu Yanshen!

The more Sheng Beichen thought about it, the more sad and crazy she became. It was obvious that he was the one she should love the most!

Fu Yanshen hugged me back, and the world was spinning. He hugged me and hid behind the bar.

"Have you been shot?" I poked my head out of his arms and asked nervously.

He looked intact, save for a thin streak of blood on his cheek.

Fu Yanshen didn't say a word, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his deep eyes locked on mine. His hands clasped my arms harder and harder, squeezing my bones until my bones hurt.

I frowned, "Fu Yanshen?"

He just came back to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled, and the next moment, he suddenly pushed me into his arms.

"Don't do that again."

The man's gentle voice sounded above my head, and I was slightly stunned before I understood what he meant.

He doesn't want me to take risks to protect him.

I rushed over instinctively without thinking about it.

Fortunately, Sheng Beichen missed the target.

"He's out of bullets!"

At this time, Fu Yanshen let go of me and stood up. He picked up the long knife on the ground and attacked Sheng Beichen.

I also discovered that Sheng Beichen's back was already blood red. He kept dodging, his tall figure looked weak, and he staggered several times.

Fu Yanshen also wanted to kill him, pressing him step by step until he was cornered.

I walked over.

Sheng Beichen's lips curled up into a smile, and he looked at Fu Yanshen with disdain, "She was looked down upon by me when she was just growing up in her teens. When I kissed her red mole, you hadn't—oh! "

Before he could finish his words, Fu Yanshen slashed his shoulder with a knife, and Sheng Beichen cried out in pain.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air. I didn't know whether his words were true or not. I had never found him cheating on me before, but it sounded like he deserved it.

Sheng Beichen glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner from the corner of his eye. He endured the sharp pain, turned his brain, organized his words, and continued to stimulate Fu Yanshen.

If he can't get Sheng Qiaoqiao, he won't even think about it!

The surveillance here has been transmitted in real time. Fu Yanshen now has no background and no backing. He is hurting him intentionally. His grandmother's family will definitely sue him and send him to jail!

Little did he know that before he could speak, Fu Yanshen stabbed him in the abdomen.

"what!"

I exclaimed in shock, covering my mouth as I watched the knife pierce into Sheng Beichen's abdomen.

"Beichen!"

At this moment, a rich middle-aged male voice sounded.

It’s the biological father of both of them, my former “dad”, Sheng Minghui.

He froze not far away, his eyes widened, watching his two sons slaughter each other, one of them was stabbed in the abdomen by the other!

"You, you...have done evil!" His lips trembled and turned purple, and he said tremblingly, covering his heart.

Fu Yanshen snorted coldly, let go of the handle of the knife, turned around and walked towards me, wrapping me in his arms.

Sheng Beichen leaned against the wall, his whole body was weak and dying, he half-closed his eyes and looked at me, "Sister...I hurt."

His voice was hoarse and coquettish, and the image of him holding me and crying after being beaten as a child suddenly came to my mind.

In an instant, I buried my face in Fu Yanshen's chest.

"sister!"

Sheng Beichen looked at her indifferent expression, and the knife in his abdomen seemed to be piercing his heart, the pain was heartbreaking.

He was about to die, yet she was still so indifferent.

When he was a child, she was worried and sad when he just had a fever and stayed with him. Although she was about the same age as him, she was like a "mother", taking care of him, putting antipyretic patches on him, and secretly feeding him yellow peaches. can.

The more Sheng Beichen thought about it, the sadder he became, his eyes moistened. He watched helplessly as Sheng Qiaoqiao was picked up by Fu Yanshen and walked towards the door.

He still doesn't feel that he is wrong, he just loves her and wants to monopolize her.

Sheng Minghui regained consciousness, looked at his dying son, and quickly called the following bodyguards to save him.

He had no father-son affection for his son, and he didn't know how to treat him. He only had orders to deal with him. In the past, Dai Xiufen was the one who disciplined him.

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