Madam, She’s Abusing Scum Again

Xu Yan's words utterly condemned Zhang Han's heart and flesh.

"Stop talking, you shut up."

Zhang Han's face was green and his eyes were scarlet like wild beasts, and he seemed to shed blood and tears, but he resisted the anger and tried to treat these words as deaf ears.

The muscles on his face twitched frantically, and the hairless head was covered with blue veins, as if a tree was opening its branches and leaves.

Zhang Han closed his eyes slumpingly, holding the top of his bare head with his hands, burying his head very low, his thin shoulders trembling fiercely.

Xu Yan couldn't help gloating in her heart. Seeing Zhang Han's appearance, she only felt that she deserved it.

"I'm going to say, don't say that she looks down on you, no one in this world looks down on you at all, you are a useless, scum, and scum."

Anyway, this moment has come, and some words that are held in my heart are spoken together, which is better than mouth addiction.

Because maybe in the future, there will be no chance.

Zhang Han was furious, raised his head, his murderous gaze pierced Xu Yan, and roared, "I told you to stop talking, believe it or not, I will kill you now."

Xu Yan is not afraid of threats, "Come on, if you have the ability, you can kill me yourself. What's the point of always borrowing someone's hand?

Looking at the two men not far away in the shadow behind Zhang Han, Xu Yan had been paying attention to them for a long time.

The two of them were both hired by Zhang Han, so she had to find a way to disburse them.

Thinking of small tricks in his heart, Xu Yan still has some understanding of Zhang Han.

When Zhang Han heard this, he felt that Xu Yan looked down on him, and said angrily: "I didn't even think about borrowing someone else's hand when I tied you today."

Then Zhang Han clapped his hands, "You can start preparing."

Two standing straight men came from one corner with two barrels of gasoline.

One of them poured gasoline directly on Xu Yan's body, simply and rudely.

The gasoline drenched like a pouring rain, scouring down Xu Yan's hair.

Along with the stickiness, Xu Yan was soggy and uncomfortable, only feeling that something stuck up and down all over her body.

This feeling is even familiar.

She deserves to be a natural pair of dog men and women, and they kill her in exactly the same way.

Ah.

Do you want to repeat it again?

Another bucket of gasoline was poured on the cold floor around her, sprinkling it in a circle around her and Zhang Han.

Seeing that everything was set up, Zhang Han waved his hand and said, "You can go now."

The two men left without hesitation. They had come for money, but the murder and arson were not theirs.

There were only two people left in the damp abandoned factory, and the wheels rolled slowly, making the sound of grinding ears.

When he was about to approach Xu Yan, Zhang Han stopped.

He leaned his elbows on his unconscious leg, leaned slightly, and looked at Xu Yan with stern eyes.

Looking at his posture, Xu Yan seemed to have guessed something. She raised her eyes, "Looking at your arrangement like this, is it possible that you want to die with me?"

Now it only needs to fire the seed, it is enough to get them in trouble at the same time.

Zhang Lengren smiled, "I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore. When I die, I don't lose money by dragging someone into the water."

Instead of living in such shame, it's better to go to Jiuquan and start over again. Zhang Han knows that he has no chance to stand up. The only thing he can do now is to die.

He has had ups and downs in his life, but in the end he got nothing.

All he loves leave him.

He hated it and lived a happy life.

For so many years, he did not know the meaning of his persistence and calculation.

No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't match Mu Nanfeng.

Now he can't get up even if he is given a pair of legs.

From a poor frog at the bottom of a well climbed to the top, and then fell down from the top, he had nothing.

This is the case in this life.

He was tired of fighting.

Some grudges, some resentments, can only wait for the next life to continue.

Xu Yan had expected this ending, so she wanted to catch Zhang Han back, let him live in desperation, and not let him die.

That way she finds it interesting.

But according to the current situation, Zhang Han is not dead.

In the past, Zhang Han still had at least Xu Chenxi's concern and a reason to live.

But now that there is nothing, he can no longer allow others to torture him.

When a person has no thoughts about the world, nothing can threaten him.

He would just beg to die.

But Xu Yan didn't want to die with him. She still had a lot of people to worry about, so she couldn't just die like this.

It only took a moment for God, and there was already a raging fire around him.

Zhang Han threw the lighter and lit it.

The fire spread, and there was a breath of suffocation around him.

Xu Yan was trapped in the ring of fire, and sweat soon dripped from her face.

She looked at Zhang Han very calmly, and whispered: "Zhang Han, you lunatic."

Zhang Han stretched his lips triumphantly and laughed in a frenzy, "Hahaha, Xu Yan, with you accompany me to hell, I won't be alone."

"I didn't expect you to be with me at the last moment of my life. It's ridiculous, but it's worth it!"

I thought that the person who would accompany him to the end would be Xu Chenxi.

But now, everything is delusional.

He has lost everything in his entire life, but he only bet Xu Yan with this bargaining chip.

Mu Nanfeng's most beloved woman has to go to hell with him in the end, how could it not be worth it.

This is the biggest revenge against Mu Nanfeng.

Since he can't live Mu Nanfeng's life, then he must take his beloved woman's life.

He firmly believed that Mu Nanfeng would definitely live in this world rather than dead from now on.

If he can do this, he is not a loser.

In the next second, he squeezed Xu Yan's chin abruptly, looked sullen, and said bitterly:

"Kill you, I will beat him."

"Bah." Xu Yan quenched the spitting star on his face, turned his face away, avoiding his disgusting touch, and said sarcastically: "You scum, you can never beat him, forever."

Zhang Han's face became gloomy, and there was an angry rubbing sound between his teeth.

He was really fed up with Xu Yan's sharp-toothed mouth.

Suddenly took out the matchbox from his right pocket, Zhang Han lit a match and shook it provocatively in front of Xu Yan.

"Go to hell you."

As soon as the voice fell, the match also fell.

Suddenly, Xu Yan broke free from the rope, caught the match swiftly, and threw it on Zhang Han with his backhand.

Zhang Han was frightened, and quickly blew out the flames that were burning his clothes.

Fortunately, he doesn't have gasoline on his body, otherwise he will be finished in an instant.

Xu Yan took the opportunity to get up, quickly took off her coat, and threw it into the ring of fire, so as not to accidentally catch her with the flames.

The fire became more and more prosperous, like a fire dragon hovering and flying around them, enveloping them.

Although there is no dense smoke, the feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger.

Hypoxia, dryness, sultry...

Xu Yan coughed and coughed gently.

"You...you unexpectedly..." Zhang Han looked at Xu Yan in disbelief, stuttering for a while, unable to say anything.

"Heh..." Xu Yan's eyes fell on Zhang Han and smiled contemptuously: "You are not qualified enough if you want to die with me."

She has been procrastinating to try to untie the rope just now, and she succeeded mostly.

The barrel of gasoline was even more lubricating, and she quickly untied it.

The reason why I waited until the last minute to erupt is to see Zhang Han's horrified face.

The taste of being slapped must be very thrilling.

So what she calls no chance is not that she has no chance, but that Zhang Han has no chance.

If she didn't say something, Zhang Han might not have a chance to listen to it in his life.

The dying person has to die, so that he can atone for his sins in the next life.

Seeing Xu Yan pressing harder step by step, Zhang Han pushed the wheelchair in a panic.

But no matter how much he escaped, he couldn't escape the cage that he personally imprisoned him.

He has no retreat.

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