The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Qiao Yan didn't know how long she had been knocking. Her hands were numb and her voice was hoarse.

The last beam of light hit her, causing her to open her eyes uncomfortably. The woman almost cried out hoarsely, "Help!"

"Qiao Yan!" Li Jingxing became anxious when he heard her voice, and his voice gradually became more and more irritable. Hearing the woman's crying, his heart began to feel uncomfortable little by little.

Li Jingxing's brain was throbbing. He quickly calmed down and tried to calm the woman down: "Don't be afraid. I'll get you out."

"Ah."

Qiao Yan's voice was hoarse and she cried, "Hurry up, Lu Tingshen is dying."

When Li Jingxing heard these three words, his whole body stiffened.

Why is Lu Tingshen here?

Without giving the man a moment to think, he immediately asked people to dig. After they dug it up, they saw the scene below and gasped.

The man almost used his body to create a living space for the woman and child under him.

The man was covered in blood, his face pale as paper.

There was also blood on Qiao Yan's body, and her eyes were almost red and swollen from crying.

Li Jingxing's pupils shrank violently as he watched the scene in front of him. His body stiffened, his fingers clenched into fists, and he shouted sternly, "Help!"

Qiao Yan whispered, "The bones in his back are broken, be careful."

"There's steel bars in the legs."

Everyone carefully removed the stones from Lu Tingshen's body. Qiao Yan supported the man's body. She was covered in blood and it was hard to tell whose it belonged.

Li Jingxing pursed his lips tightly and jumped down. He checked Qiao Yan from head to toe. Qiao Yan's forehead was bleeding, but it was not serious.

The blood on her body was all Lu Tingshen's.

Li Jingxing put his arm around Lu Tingshen's waist and took him from Qiao Yan. He looked at Qiao Yan and said in a low voice, "You go up."

Li Jingxing grabbed Qiao Yan's collar with one hand and lifted him up.

The space became larger after the stones were moved away. Qiao Yan stood there and refused to leave. She stayed by Lu Tingshen's side.

The woman's eyes were swollen from crying, her face was covered in blood and tears, and she looked very miserable.

Li Jingxing took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "Li Yi, saw off the steel bars on his legs."

A few people found some tools, and a few men in black came with medical kits and began to treat Lu Tingshen's wounds. Li Yi started sawing the steel bars for Lu Tingshen.

The steel bar cannot be sawed off and the man cannot be taken away. The steel bar almost penetrated the man's legs and was deeply inserted into the soil. It was connected to a pile of white walls and almost pierced the man through it.

The steel bar was sawed off, and Li Jingxing almost picked up Lu Tingshen horizontally.

"Li Jingxing!"

The man held the damn half-dead man in his arms, veins bulging on his arms.

He tried hard to control the anger and jealousy in his heart, which almost overwhelmed the man.

Li Jingxing had a cold face, and he lowered his head and looked at Qiao Yan with dark and cold eyes: "Go up and treat the wound."

The man said coldly: "He can't die."

Lu Tingshen has one foot in the underworld, and Li Jingxing must pull him back today!

Lu Tingshen cannot die.

Otherwise, this woman will never forget it for the rest of her life.

Li Jingxing turned around and glanced at Qiao Yan: "Follow me."

Then the man with a gloomy face held Lu Tingshen in his arms and strode towards the helicopter.

He got the people on the plane as quickly as possible.