After hearing Han Sanqian's words, Han Jun laughed loudly as if he had heard an international joke. When did this loser learn to put on airs and dare to scare him like this?
"Han Sanqian, do you think I'm scared? You don't even know what you look like, how can you scare me?" Han Jun said.
Han Sanqian looked at Nangong Qianqiu. There was no emotion between relatives in his eyes. His pupils were more like a bottomless pool, capable of swallowing people up at any time.
Nangong Qianqiu was trembling in her heart. She never thought that Han Sanqian, who had always been a coward in her heart, could do such a cruel thing.
"Han Sanqian, if you have the ability, just kill me. The old woman wants to see if you have such courage." Nangong Qianqiu said.
Although Han Sanqian said that only one of them could leave, what he wanted was for Nangong Qianqiu to die.
Because only Nangong Qianqiu's death can truly eliminate the threat, and Han Jun, a loser, has never been seen by him.
What's more important is that Han Jun has to return to Qincheng and continue to be imprisoned. He cannot die.
"Don't you feel sorry for Han Jun? See how long you can hold on." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he walked towards Han Jun.
Han Jun suddenly panicked. He actually got into Nangong Qianqiu's arms and said to Han Sanqian: "Trash, what the hell do you want to do? Don't come close to me."
When Han Sanqian approached Han Jun, Nangong Qianqiu hugged Han Jun tightly and scolded Han Sanqian: "Han Sanqian, I advise you to leave a way out for yourself, otherwise I will spend everything I have and kill him."
Got you."
Han Sanqian smiled coldly and said, "Nangong Qianqiu, don't you still understand your situation?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian grabbed Han Jun and dragged him for nearly three meters before stopping and punched Han Jun in the other arm.
Unsurprisingly, Han Jun screamed in pain. For a soft guy like him, even a cut with his finger would make him shed a few tears. How could he endure such a degree of injury?
"His hands are not useless now, but soon, he will become a complete waste with crippled limbs." Han Sanqian said to Nangong Qianqiu.
Nangong Qianqiu was so angry that he was trembling all over. He felt sorry for Han Jun and was so angry at Han Sanqian that he wanted to kill him with a thousand knives.
Seeing that Nangong Qianqiu was indifferent, Han Sanqian stepped on Han Jun's right leg with all his might.
Han Jun was so painful that he kept rolling on the ground. Finally, he no longer treated Han Sanqian so condescendingly, but began to beg for mercy: "Han Sanqian, I am a waste, I am a waste, let me go, let me go."
Bar."
"The first leg." Han Sanqian was indifferent to Han Jun's begging for mercy and said to Nangong Qianqiu.
Nangong Qianqiu's eyelids jumped. At this moment, he really saw Han Sanqian's vicious methods.
"The second leg." Han Sanqian attacked Han Jun's other leg again. In less than a minute, Han Jun was destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
"ah......"
The screams of a slaughtered pig echoed in the villa for a long time.
Jiang Lan felt weak all over and was out of breath.
Han Sanqian, is he really such a person? It turns out that he is so ruthless and terrifying.
Jiang Lan could not wait to kneel down to Han Sanqian in order to forgive her for her past excessive behavior.
"Nangong Qianqiu, he will only be able to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Can you bear to see him having to be fed by others in the future? Isn't this your most precious grandson?" Han Sanqian said coldly.
Nangong Qianqiu's face was full of pain. She really couldn't bear to watch Han Jun being tortured anymore. This was the treasure she had grown up holding in her hands since she was a child. Even if she held it in her mouth, she was afraid it would melt away.
"Han Sanqian, how could you treat your brother like this, how could you treat me like this?" Nangong Qianqiu roared.
"You want to kill me, but if I don't resist, do I have to stretch my neck for you to chop me off? Nangong Qianqiu, you are not the one who has the final say on things in this world, and you don't have the qualifications to be a dictator." Han San.
Qian said calmly.
"Grandma, you are already so old. Please let me live well. Please, please die." Han Jun knew that only if Nangong Qianqiu died could he survive.
When his life was threatened, how could he care about Nangong Qianqiu's life and death?
When Nangong Qianqiu heard this, she couldn't believe that Han Jun actually wanted her to die!
"Han Jun, do you know what you are talking about? I am your grandma." Nangong Qianqiu said.
"As a grandma, you should ensure that I survive, right? Are you going to harm your own grandson?" Han Jun said.
Nangong Qianqiu looked desperate. This precious grandson who had promised to take care of her for the rest of her life would actually let her die at this time.
After so many years of love, even if it is used on a dog, one should still use one's life to protect her.
And what about Han Jun? He would only let her die in a critical moment.
"Nangong Qianqiu, your precious grandson wants you to die, will you die?" Han Sanqian said.
Nangong Qianqiu gritted his back molars, that's not the case, this matter shouldn't be like this.
Her plan was perfect, why did it become like this, and why was he able to come out of Qin City!
"Han Sanqian, how did you leave Qincheng? Who is helping you?" After saying that, Nangong Qianqiu looked at Yan Jun and continued with vicious eyes: "Yan Jun, didn't you say you won't intervene in this matter?
? Why did you want to rescue him from Qincheng? "
Yan Jun smiled faintly and said: "I didn't save him, it's just that you have underestimated him all this time."
"I have guessed your plan since I received your call asking me to return to Yanjing. Nangong Qianqiu, do you think you are the only smart person in the world?" At this time, Han Sanqian walked to Han again.
By your side.
Han Jun was so frightened that he peed directly. A pool of yellow water soaked the floor. He kowtowed to Nangong Qianqiu and said, "Grandma, I beg you, please die quickly. You are an old and immortal thing. What's the point of living?"
"
"Did you hear that? He called you an old immortal. In the eyes of your precious grandson, you are just an old immortal." Han Sanqian said with a mocking look.
Nangong Qianqiu's face was ashen and her pupils were lifeless. She was really desperate at this moment.
After trying so hard to rescue Han Jun, she thought that this precious grandson would allow her to live her old life, but now? Han Jun just hopes that she can die soon.
"Han Sanqian, the Han family will be destroyed in your hands. If I die, the Han family will be finished." Nangong Qianqiu made his last struggle, hoping to threaten Han Sanqian with the survival of the Han family.
"Do you think I want to be the heir to the Han family? The place where I, Han Sanqian, is is the Han family and Yanjing. It is just a sad place. I have never taken it seriously." Han Sanqian said lightly.
One punch destroyed Han Jun's left hand.
Han Jun's eyes were blood red and he yelled at Nangong Qianqiu: "You old immortal, stop fucking hurting me and go die now, old man, I'll give you two more sticks of incense. Go die now, I
Please.”
Nangong Qianqiu was heartbroken, why, why did the person she always valued act so cowardly at this moment.
And the loser she always thought was so strong!
Could it be said that the Taoist priest really misjudged the emperor's treacherous appearance?
"Am I wrong? Am I wrong?" Nangong Qianqiu murmured to himself and picked up Bai Ling.
At this time, Shi Jing walked to Nangong Qianqiu and said, "Mom, I'm here to see you off on your last journey."
Nangong Qianqiu was shocked and asked Shi Jing, "Did you know this would happen?"
"Mom, I have advised you. You know very well what kind of person Han Jun is. How can he take on such a heavy responsibility? I have no objection to you asking Han Sanqian to go to jail for him, but why do you still want to kill him?
Han three thousand?" Shi Jing said helplessly, took the white silk and threw it upward.
Bai Ling hung the big lamp on the ceiling in the living room. Shi Jing had personally ended Han Cheng's life. For her, it was not a big deal to send Nangong Qianqiu away again.
Nangong Qianqiu shook her head. Even at this moment, she still didn't think Han Sanqian would be better than Han Jun, even if Han Jun asked her to die, even if Han Jun's image was no longer that good grandson, but the abilities of the two of them,
There is still a huge difference.
"Han Sanqian, if I die, the Han family will be destroyed. I will watch you down there as embarrassed as a dog."
