Although Wen Jing was not beaten to death, seeing her legs bleeding profusely, she probably won't be able to stand up in the future.
Then it's worth dying here tonight, at least this vicious woman will be disabled forever.
"Ah...my leg..." Wen Jing was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat, but what frightened her even more was that she had a strong premonition that she would never be able to walk again.
No, no, a woman who pursues perfection like her did not hesitate to endure the humiliation and bear the burden. She pretended to be disabled for seven years before she got Huo Chen. Before she could stand up and let everyone see how she had been transformed, she had not married Huo Chen yet, but she had become...
Like this.
From now on, she is going to be reduced to a useless person. No, she doesn’t want to be a useless person, she doesn’t want to be a useless person...
Wen Jing's painful eyes shot out with extreme hatred.
Mu Baoer, not only did she make herself pretend to be disabled for so many years, but now she actually made herself disabled. She wanted to kill Mu Baoer to avenge these feet.
"Beat her to death... give her to me... beat her to death..." She shouted with great pain and hatred.
The two bodyguards panicked: "Miss Wen, let's take you to the hospital for treatment first."
"No, I want to watch her die with my own eyes. You will break her hands and feet and make her flesh and blood drip." Wen Jing yelled in a twisted voice.
The bodyguards could only rush forward and push Mu Baoer to the ground. Mu Baoer had just suffered a lot of beatings and tried his best to hurt Wen Jing. He had already lost all his strength and could no longer resist.
Her body was pressed to the ground, her hands and feet were forcibly pulled apart, and a bodyguard restrained her. Another bodyguard picked up the stool that had been knocked apart just now, picked up the round and thick legs of the stool and smashed it against her arm.
"Ah..." Mu Baoer screamed, her face turning blue in pain.
This bodyguard has some reservations about his strength. He probably just started, so he doesn't dare to be too harsh.
But the pain had already caused severe pain in the bones of her hand. If she hit it again, her hand would definitely be destroyed.
Seeing the bodyguard raising the foot of the stool again, Mu Baoer gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and waited for death.
Before the stick could come down, the door was slammed open, and the bodyguard who was holding her down was kicked hard in the stomach. His tall body flew out and hit the wall, with a bloody head.
Screaming in agony.
When the other bodyguard saw the murderous man walking in, his face turned pale, and the legs of his stool couldn't help but fall to the ground. His body was shaking like rice and he couldn't tremble.
"You were the one who hit her just now, which hand did you use?" Han Lie was filled with murderous aura, and knives almost shot out of his eyes, gouging out the bodyguard in a sinister manner.
The bodyguard was so frightened by his hellish fearful aura that his mouth trembled, and he couldn't tell.
"Looks like I have both hands!"
Han Lie stretched out his hand to the side to accompany the district director who came in. His face was anxious, but he had to laugh with him: "Bring me a knife."
The director's face turned pale: "Mr. Han, what are you..." But when he saw Han's frozen eyes, he didn't dare to say another word and immediately asked his subordinates to bring a police knife.
This man is a distinguished guest of the Minister of Commerce. Just now the Minister personally called and told him sternly that no matter what happens here today, you must shut up and obey this man's wishes. How can he afford to offend someone who even gives face to the Minister?
The bodyguard's legs suddenly became weak and he was terrified.
Wen Jing, who was almost fainting, saw that Mu Baoer was about to die in front of her, but Han Lie suddenly broke in, trembling with anger: "Han Lie, if you dare to touch my people, our Hellfire Hall will not let you go."