Chapter five hundred and sixty-six how can it become like this
Chapter 566: How could it become like this?
But as soon as Mr. Zhou finished speaking, Zhou Cishen's figure appeared at the door.
His voice sounded like it had been soaked in ice water, with a biting chill: "If you want to die so much, why don't you just dig a hole and bury yourself? You would be wronged by living."
Seeing him, Zhong Xian's face showed a bit of ridicule and disdain: "It's worth dying, at least, I can't just watch the Zhou family fall into your hands."
"You don't even have value alive, how can you be valuable if you die?"
Zhong Xian's eyes became much colder, and his expression was not as calm as before: "Zhou Cishen, you don't have to talk nonsense with me here. If you want to kill me, just kill me. You think I'm afraid of you."
Zhou Cishen's lips slowly turned into a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
He spoke slowly: "Killing you will only dirty my hands."
Zhong Xian's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
"The things you have done are enough to keep you in prison for decades. Whether you can come out alive or not is still the same thing. Why should I do this myself?"
Zhou Cishen continued unhurriedly, "Zhou An'an has been pampered by you since she was a child. She can't stand it, and I guess you can't get used to it either."
Probably remembering Zhou An'an's tragic situation, Zhong Xian's breath stagnated for a moment, and after a few seconds, he suddenly started laughing again: "Zhou Cishen, Zhou Cishen, I wasted all these years thinking how powerful you were, but you turned out to be a coward."
You are a shy turtle, you don't even dare to kill me?"
"You have to know that I once planned to kill Ruan Xingwan and that bastard together. It's just a pity that they were lucky enough to die. But I promise you, as long as I am alive for one day, no matter what I am doing,
No matter where, I will not let them go. Unless I die, everything will not end. You just wait to collect their bodies!"
The curvature of the corners of Zhou Cishen's lips disappeared little by little, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.
Mr. Zhou said to his subordinates: "My wife has a mental problem. Send her back upstairs to rest!"
Before his men could approach, Zhong Xian had already stood up and pushed away the person approaching: "Hahaha, am I crazy?
Yes, I am crazy! From the day Junnian had a car accident, from the day you brought this illegitimate child home, I have been crazy! Isn't it just death, do you think I am afraid of it? "
After saying that, Zhong Xian looked at Zhou Cishen again: "I remember you were never a soft-hearted person. Why, what are you afraid of? Just kill me if you dare! I will kill your wife and son, but you don't have the courage.
It's really ridiculous to avenge them. In your heart, you are probably the only one who is most important!"
Zhou Cishen remained silent, but expressionlessly took the gun from Chen Bei's hand and slowly loaded it.
Mr. Zhou's eyes widened: "Zhou Cishen, are you crazy too!"
Zhou Cishen said calmly: "She is right, she should have died long ago."
He raised his hand and aimed at Zhong Xian.
Mr. Zhou took two steps back and almost couldn't hold the crutch. He ordered sternly: "Quickly stop him!"
But before his men could step forward, Zhou Cishen had already pulled the trigger. At the same time, a soft female voice came from behind: "Zhou Cishen."
Bang.
The porcelain bottle on the wall shattered with the sound.
The gun eventually missed.
Zhong Xian was stunned for a few seconds before turning her head to look at the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.
Zhou Cishen said: "You have said so much, don't you just want me to kill you with my own hands? I disappoint you."
After saying that, he threw the gun to Chen Bei but did not look back.
Zhong Xian had been planning for so long, but she really did not expect that Zhou Cishen would not kill her.
According to her expectation, Zhou Cishen should hate her to the core.
But at this time, he still didn't take the bait.
Zhong Xian laughed twice, not sure whether she was laughing at Zhou Cishen or herself.
Suddenly, when no one was on guard, she picked up the dagger on the table.
Before Ruan Xingwan could clearly see what was happening inside, she felt the figure in front of her blocking her.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Mr. Zhou said anxiously: "What do you want to do again? Don't you think the fuss tonight is not big enough? If you are like this now, how will Junnian deal with himself in the future!"
Zhong Xian said sarcastically: "Do you think Junnian should be embarrassed for having me as his mother, or should he regret raising such a white-eyed wolf?"
After speaking, Zhong Xian looked at Zhou Cishen again with great hatred: "You remember, Junnian is my son, he has never been your brother, never has been! From now on, you are just enemies.
Because it was you who forced me to death!"
Before Zhong Xian could finish her words, the dagger in her hand turned and plunged into her chest.
When Mr. Zhou saw this scene, he couldn't breathe and fainted.
Ruan Xingwan heard the voice, and just when he was about to step forward, his eyes covered a hand.
The man's voice was extremely low: "Stop looking."
Ruan Xingwan stood there, thinking of what Zhong Xian had just said and the sounds he heard, it was not difficult to guess what happened inside.
At this time, a gentle male voice sounded from behind: "Cishen, why are there so many people here? What happened?"
Ruan Xingwan felt that the hand on her eyes froze for a moment.
There was a muffled thunder outside, and a heavy rain came immediately.
Zhou Junnian came in in a wheelchair. Without waiting for Zhou Cishen's answer, he only saw Zhong Xian lying in a pool of blood with his eyes still open, and Mr. Zhou who had fainted on the ground.
The smile on his face froze, and his eyes became a little hollow.
Zhou Cishen closed his eyes and turned around: "Call an ambulance."
"Ci Shen."
Zhou Junnian called him to stop.
Zhou Cishen pushed Ruan Xingwan forward gently and said to Chen Bei: "Take her away first."
Chen Bei saw his right hand soaked with blood and said in shock: "Mr. Zhou!"
"Walk."
Ruan Xingwan turned around and looked at him, her eyes red.
Zhou Cishen twitched the corners of his lips at her and smiled very lightly.
Only after Ruan Xingwan was taken away by Chen Bei did Zhou Cishen look away.
In the room, Zhou Junnian had already reached Zhong Xian, with the wheelchair behind him. He held Zhong Xian's hand, and his voice was a little harsh: "What on earth... happened, and how could it become like this."
The only person who answered him was Zhong Xian's eyes that were not closed.
She was already dead, not even a faint breath left.
Zhou Junnian sat there, holding her hand that was getting colder and colder, and his strength was gradually drained away.
Zhou Cishen approached, and there was no emotion in his voice: "She said she was forced to death by me and asked you to seek revenge from me. I don't deny this view.
I can seek revenge from her, and you can also seek revenge from me."
Zhou Junnian looked at Zhong Xian's body and murmured: "What can I do if I'm like this?
Cishen, this is what she owes you, and she has paid it off now."
"She doesn't owe me, and you don't owe me either.
Her death was the path she chose.
Therefore, you don’t need to feel guilty about me, and similarly, I won’t feel sorry for you because of her death.”
Zhou Junnian smiled sadly: "Of course it is, it couldn't be better."