Looking at the big and round black man who broke into the door, Zhang Ying felt a slump in his heart. This is Zhang Heng's person, how could Zhang Heng find her so quickly?
Before she could come up with the result, Zhang Heng was helped by the butler and entered the room.
Seeing Zhang Ying on the bed, Zhang Heng had a smile on his face. It was the hunter's proud smile when he caught his prey: "Zhang Ying, do you think he can escape my palm?"
Zhang Ying knew what she would face, so she immediately grabbed her cell phone and called the police. The black bodyguard stepped forward and snatched Zhang Ying's cell phone and threw it out.
Zhang Heng walked to the sofa and sat down, instructed the bodyguard: "Give this bitch some appetizers first!"
The bodyguard immediately dragged Zhang Ying off the bed and swung a big palm like a palm fan and began to slap Zhang Ying in the face.
Zhang Ying was bleeding from his mouth and nose a few times, his face was swollen like a steamed bun, and his eyes were congested and could not see clearly.
Looking at Zhang Ying's miserable appearance, Zhang Heng nodded with satisfaction and signaled the bodyguard to let go of Zhang Ying. Zhang Ying collapsed on the ground as if she had no bones.
Zhang Heng got up and walked to Zhang Ying lying on the ground, stretched out his foot and stepped on Zhang Ying's hand, crushed it hard, Zhang Ying screamed again, Zhang Heng laughed: "What a beautiful sound? I
I like this voice! Aying, have I ever told you that you are very fascinating when you scream!"
Zhang Ying knew that Zhang Heng would not let her go, and cursed angrily: "Bitch! Beast! Bastard! You must die a good death!"
"It's an unknown whether I have to die well, but you must have to die well first!"
Zhang Heng said as he continued to crush Zhang Ying's hand with force, Zhang Ying's face was so painful that she deformed.
Now that Zhang Ying knows that Zhang Heng will never let her go, anyway, she will die, and she will take the blame before she dies.
Zhang Ying thought about sitting up suddenly, grabbed Zhang Heng's legs and grabbed them hard to the middle of his legs.
Zhang Heng had never expected Zhang Ying to be so fierce, and Zhang Ying caught the deadly place without any evasion.
The severe pain came, and Zhang Heng screamed.
The bodyguard was watching the show next to him, but he was shocked to see this situation. He immediately stepped forward and wanted to separate Zhang Ying, but he couldn't pull it away no matter how hard he tried.
Zhang Ying grabbed Zhang Heng's fatal point as if she was crazy.
Zhang Hengren was so painful that he was about to faint. He ordered the bodyguard at the top of his lungs: "Cut off this bitch's hand! Cut off her hand!"
The bodyguard hesitated for a moment and raised the knife to point it at Zhang Ying's hand and chopped it down hard.
The screams were earth-shaking, and Zhang Ying's hand was cut off.
Blood splattered and severe pain came, and Zhang Ying fell back and fainted.
The butler immediately went up to help Zhang Heng: "Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"
How could Zhang Heng be so good? His face turned blue and purple, and it hurts to the extreme.
He roared angrily: "This damn bitch! I'm going to kill her with my own hands!"
Zhang Heng said that, snatched the knife from the bodyguard and poked Zhang Ying who was unconscious on the ground, slapping and scolding: "I'll let you harm me! Bitch! I'll let you harm me!"
Zhang Ying was poked dozens of times, and blood was sprayed everywhere. At first, she could move with conditioned reflexes, but later she stopped moving.
Seeing Zhang Ying who was covered in blood on the ground, the bodyguards and the butler dared not look directly at him and turned their heads one after another.
Zhang Heng held the knife and looked at Zhang Ying who was lying motionless in a pool of blood and laughed wildly: "Bitch, you have the habit of getting up again and hurting me? Are you getting up?"
Zhang Ying was already dead and naturally would not answer him. The housekeeper carefully stepped forward: "Mr. Zhang, this bitch is dead, you should go to the hospital to see the injury first."
Zhang Heng killed Zhang Ying in one breath, but he lost his energy. His fatal part hurt so much that he had to go to the hospital quickly. Zhang Heng threw the knife and ordered the bodyguard: "Cleaning up here, don't leave it behind."
Any trace, let's go!"
The butler helped Zhang Heng walk out. As soon as he reached the door, several policemen with live ammunition came up.
"Raise your hands and squat down against the wall!"
Looking at the dark muzzle, the butler sat down with his legs softened. Zhang Heng was originally carrying his breath and leaning on the butler to support him. When the butler let go, he couldn't control himself and pounced forward.
Seeing Zhang Heng rushing over, the police pulled the trigger without hesitation.
A crisp gunshot sounded, and a very large blood hole opened in Zhang Heng's chest, and blood spilled out. He opened his mouth and wanted to say anything, but no sound came out, and he fell down with a bang.
The police handcuffed the butler and Zhang Heng's bodyguards out of the villa without much effort.
Xiaojiu, who was in the car outside, lit a cigarette and watched the police take people out, but did not see Zhang Ying and Zhang Heng. After waiting for about half an hour, the car that pulled the body came over.
Seeing the two corpses covered with white cloth lifted out of the house, Xiaojiu already knew the result, with a smile on his face, glanced at the white sky, and told the driver: "It's all over! Let's leave!"
When the driver started the car, Xiaojiu called He Yucheng: "Young Master, Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying are going to see the King of Hell!"
"Ah?" He Yucheng was surprised by the news. Zhang Ying died at Zhang Heng's hands. He had already predicted that there was no death penalty in the United States, so Zhang Heng's destination should be to sit in prison. Zhang Heng also died with it.
Is this a coincidence?
Xiaojiu's voice smiled: "Maybe they disliked that they were not in love enough in the world. Let's go to the underworld together to continue loving. I don't know if the King of Hell will give them this opportunity."
He Yucheng laughed in silence: "How did Zhang Heng die?"
"I heard the gunshots. The police should have shot and killed him. The King of Hell told him to die in the third update and would not keep him until the fifth update. Zhang Heng's death was already destined." Xiaojiu was still talking nonsense.
"Okay! I understand. You have been waiting until now. You are very tired after not resting overnight, are you? Go back and have a good rest."
After hanging up Xiaojiu's phone call, He Yucheng called Ye Junfeng and talked about this. When he heard that Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying were both killed, Ye Junfeng was also very surprised: "It's a bargain!"
"Yes, I still wanted to make him live worse than death, but I didn't expect that he would be free first. But this is fine, and it will save you a lot of trouble for you uncle."
Ye Junfeng thought about it and felt that Zhang Heng and Zhang Ying had less trouble when they died: "Yes, I don't have to file a divorce lawsuit with Zhang Ying, and Zhang Heng's company is also being liquidated, saving a lot of trouble."
"Uncle, please arrange someone to prepare. Although Zhang Heng is dead, Ma Jundong and Lu Zihan will not calm down. However, these two are just small minions and cannot become a big climate. Let's see how they deal with Zhang Heng's death first, and we will adapt to it.
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Ye Junfeng knew what He Yucheng meant, so he hung up the phone and immediately arranged what he wanted to do next.