Scumbag regrets after divorce

"An Ruixuan, Fengling looks down on you, it's because you have no ability! Even if you kill me today, Fengling won't look at you more!"

Yi Huajin continued to smile bitterly mockingly: "He has been married to me for three years and changes lovers almost every week. What can you do if you become his wife? His biggest advantage is his love of stealing. If you really love him, you should Serve him well with me, at worst, how about I let you grow up?"

"Bah - he is cheating because he doesn't love you at all. I'm different from you! I'm the one in his heart, and you're just a substitute!!!" An Ruixuan roared hysterically, and his face became even more serious. Horribly twisted.

"Then why, instead, is my substitute lying on his bed?" Yi Huajin's mocking smile widened a little bit at the corner of his mouth, just after he laughed, a sharp pain came from his lower abdomen, causing him to vomit out a mouthful of blood in pain .

An Ruixuan's fist landed on Yi Huajin's lower abdomen. Still feeling puzzled, he opened the car door, dragged Yi Huajin's long hair, dragged him out of the car, and threw him on the ground.

Then he kicked his lower back a few times, and said viciously: "Yi Huajin, I will dispose of you today, and then I will throw you into a dark den and make you their slave. How do you steal a man from me!!!"

Yi Huajin was sweating profusely from the pain. He curled up and couldn't help screaming out in pain. This torture was worse than death. The pain caused his brain to lose consciousness, and darkness soon followed.

Before he closed his eyes, he could still see An Ruixuan brutalizing his body crazily, and the ground beneath him had long been stained a dazzling bright red by his own blood.

"Feng Ling..."

He called this name subconsciously, or rather, he didn't realize it at all.

……

It's been almost an hour, and Yi Huajin hasn't come yet.

Although Feng Ling was not emotional on the surface, his fingers kept tapping the bedside, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.

He was anxious and distraught.

Tang Xinran at the side could see his anxiety, and said puzzledly: "Maybe he just wants to rest for a while, you are not so strong, you have to let him guard you by your side?"

"Besides, brother, isn't it nice for me to guard you?"

Feng Ling ignored him, he checked the time on No.70 for the second time, and finally made a call, but the other party had turned off his phone.

"Shut down...go to bed...it's so late..."

Feng Ling didn't wait for Tang Xinran to finish speaking, and immediately turned over and got out of bed regardless of the wound on his body. Although the wound had just been stitched up, the blood hadn't even completely stopped.

"You, where are you going?" Tang Xinran saw him getting out of bed, and quickly stopped him: "You don't want to die, you were shot, or in the chest, if you don't lie down properly, something will happen again, what should I do?"

"Get out of the way." Feng Ling pushed him away mercilessly, like pushing away a roadblock blocking the way.

He dialed Yi Huajin's number just now, and he was told to return to his side quickly because he was afraid that something would happen if he didn't watch him, and it is unlikely that he would shut down the phone directly, unless...

He didn't have time to think about it, he quickly put on his coat and went out, his steps were big and hasty, he didn't care about his injuries at all.

As soon as he left the house, he couldn't wait to make another call. At this point, normal people were almost asleep, and the person he called might not answer.

Sure enough, the phone rang for a long time until the phone was hung up, but the other party didn't answer, but Feng Ling still couldn't hold on to the call, and the other party answered after the second call.

"Bai Yichen." Feng Ling lowered his voice, danger spread in his mouth: "Are you tired of work!"

"Not really, I want to live a few more years." Bai Yichen replied quite calmly, he was already prepared to be questioned by Master Feng Lingxing.

"Do you think I didn't snatch An Ruixuan from you, but because I was afraid of you, you dared to ride on my head?"

"Of course I don't dare." Bai Yichen was still sensible, and said seriously: "You have overwhelmed me in the political world two years ago, I thought you would snatch An Ruixuan back, but I didn't expect that you didn't even ask Asked, continue to live with your little wife."

"You don't think that your sweetheart has been played with by me, so you don't want it?" Bai Yichen's words revealed a secret sarcasm.

However, An Ruixuan didn't let him touch it at all, Feng Ling knew about it, and he did have that kind of plot, he didn't like things touched by others, and even hated them very much.

Therefore, when he knew that Yi Huajin had been touched by others, he was so angry.

"Where's Yi Huajin, where did you get him?" Feng Ling didn't want to waste any time talking with him, so he went straight to the point.

"I don't know. An Ruixuan asked me to do it. Since I failed and alarmed you, I will definitely not take the risk of doing it a second time."

"Bai Yichen, you'd better not challenge my bottom line, how clean your Bai family is, let me go through it for you one by one, how about getting some writers to add some oil and vinegar, do you like life sentence or death penalty? "

"Okay~ You mustn't." Bai Yichen didn't tease him on purpose, and finally answered honestly: "A few days ago, An Ruixuan met a big brother Hei in my clubhouse, and that guy fell in love with him at first sight, I guess It means that An Ruixuan will urge him to attack Yi Huajin again."

"what is it call?"

"Yezi, his boss is still messing with you. His name is Lao Dao. You should know him."

After Feng Ling got the useful information, he hung up the phone directly, and made another call to the leader: "Old Dao, do you have a man named Ye Zi under your command?"

"Yeah, boss, what's the matter..." Lao Dao rarely received a call from the boss at the top. Hearing his tone was not very good, he was a little flustered: "Did my brother offend you..."

"It's not just an offense!" Feng Ling yelled while enduring the pain of the wound: "You find this person for me immediately, or I'll blow up your entire lair!"

……

Seeing that Yi Huajin had passed out, An Ruixuan kicked him a few more times but still did not respond, and finally stopped.

He almost used up all his strength in beating Yi Huajin just now, and he has never felt so happy in his life!

He gasped for a while and regained his composure, the darkness in his eyes completely buried everything: "Hehehe, Yi Huajin, Feng Ling doesn't love you at all, he doesn't love you at all, you know!!!"

Brother Yezi saw that An Ruixuan was relieved, and put him in his arms again: "This bastard should be beaten to death, it's okay, I'll call my little brother to lj him in a while, and then I will vent my anger on you."

"Okay~" An Ruixuan responded obediently, and was about to speak again, when he suddenly noticed a light not far away.

"Come here so soon? These dogs are really hungry. I said there is meat to eat, and they all run faster than animals." Brother Ye Zi cursed and looked towards the light, which was the light from the car lights.

But he soon discovered that the person who got out of the car turned out to be his boss, Lao Dao.

There was also a handsome man whom I didn't know.

"A Ling?" An Ruixuan was excited and flustered the moment he saw Feng Ling. His body was like lead, and he just stood there, unable to make any movements.

Without further ado, Feng Ling rushed over and slapped An Ruixuan on the face, and slapped him to the ground. Blood overflowed from the corner of An Ruixuan's mouth and covered his entire chin, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" who was sitting on the ground.

Brother Ye Zi felt distressed when he saw his beauty being beaten. He stepped forward to fight back for An Ruixuan, but Feng Ling forced a black gun into his mouth: "Try again."

Feng Ling's voice was cruel and bloodthirsty. While his eyes tightened, he saw the man in front of him kneeling in front of him, trembling like an ant.

An Ruixuan was still crying loudly, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he no longer dared to make a sound.

The whole person is sluggish.

Feng Ling kicked away the person standing in front of An Ruixuan without emotion, and put the gun in his hand against An Ruixuan's forehead again: "Don't touch Yi Huajin anymore, do you understand?"

An Ruixuan burst into tears of terror, knelt in front of Feng Ling and shook his head desperately: "I...I...A Ling..."

"You just need to answer whether you understand or don't understand!" Feng Ling's finger was pulling the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun pressed forward again: "Answer me!!!!"

An Ruixuan hurriedly replied: "I understand, I understand!"

Even so, Feng Ling still didn't intend to close the gun, he quickly pulled the trigger and fired at An Ruixuan.

"Ah——" An Ruixuan let out a scream, covered his right arm and fell to the ground, trembling and passed out.

Feng Ling ignored An Ruixuan who had passed out, but looked around anxiously, and found Yi Huajin lying in a pool of blood, ran over to pick him up, and pulled out the waistband. The jackknife cut the ropes that bound him.

"Xiao Jin..." Feng Ling looked at his red and swollen face, his eyes filled with distress.

The old knife at the side also rushed over, and kept apologizing to him and explaining: "This is my dereliction of duty. I didn't manage my subordinates well. The main reason is that he really doesn't know you..."

Feng Ling acted as if he hadn't heard it, picked up Yi Huajin and walked to the car, but just after taking a few steps, the wound he just sutured was torn apart with too much force, and blood dripped from his chest and soaked the skirt of his clothes , and stuck to Yi Huajin's body.

But he didn't intend to let go at all, he insisted on carrying Yi Huajin back to the car step by step with difficulty, and ordered Lao Dao: "Go to the hospital."

"Okay, boss!" Old Dao obediently started the car and drove towards the hospital.

Along the way, Feng Ling kept covering his chest in pain with one hand, and tightly held Yi Huajin's hand with the other, whispering in his ear: "You must be safe... my little Jin."

The corners of Fengling's mouth overflowed with twisting bloodshots, he leaned down with difficulty, wrapped Yi Huajin's lips with bloody lips and teeth, gently comforted him, and possessed him.

"I owe you so much... At least you give me a chance to repay it, don't you?"