After reading the mind of his wife, the officer husband blushed

Chapter 165: So You Are Afraid of Death Too

Mr. Fan San nodded tactfully.

Afterwards, Zhang Ninglan signaled Qin Fang to untie the tape on Mr. Fan Sanye's mouth.

Qin Fang tore off the tape on Mr. Fan San's mouth without any hesitation, causing Mr. Fan San to feel severe pain.

Looking at the tape in Qin Fang's hand, there was still some of her hair stuck on it.

Fuck!

These two women are more cruel than each other!

Uncle Fan felt the last piece of tape on his mouth being torn off. He raised his hand and subconsciously tried to pull out the smelly socks stuffed in his mouth.

Zhang Ninglan thought he was going to play tricks again, so she quickly grabbed his hand and the hairpin stabbed into the back of his hand.

He was struggling in the chair because of the pain!

No!

She must be sick!

Why stab him again!

He struggled a few times and tears came out of his eyes due to pain.

Zhang Ninglan whispered, "Did I ask you to move?"

Mr. Fan San was so sad that he could not even cry.

These two women are moody. When did he offend them?

Why does he have no impression at all?

No, no.

The one who offended these two should be his master. These two people were obviously targeting his master!

But why is he the one who has to bear the brunt of the blame?

Mr. Fan San shook his head desperately. He already knew how cruel and ruthless these two women were. He really didn't dare to move or struggle.

Anyway, they wanted his master's life, not his own.

Even without that person, he can still live a glorious life.

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Zhang Ninglan once again pulled the hairpin out from the back of Mr. Fan San's hand, and Mr. Fan San was sweating from the pain.

Then the hairpin reached his Adam's apple.

Zhang Ninglan whispered, "How are you going to tell those people outside later? I don't need to teach you, right?"

Mr. Fan nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Ninglan signaled Qin Fang to hold him down hard and stop him from struggling.

Then she took the smelly socks out of Mr. Fan Sanye's mouth.

Mr. Fan was panting heavily. After taking a breath, he shouted to the outside of the door, "A Bin!"

There was an immediate response from outside the bedroom door, and Abin's voice came in: "Third Master, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Ninglan glared at Mr. Fan San, who swallowed fearfully.

"Abin, I just sprained my waist..."

A Bin immediately asked, "Master San, do you need us to take you to the hospital? Or should we invite a doctor to our home?"

Mr. Fan San continued, "No need for that, the two beauties are giving me a massage now."

"It's just that I won't be able to go to Nanshan Temple tomorrow, but you still have to go and protect the master. Do you understand what I mean?"

Abin quickly replied, "I understand! So when do we leave?"

Mr. Fan San asked them to set off now.

"I don't need you here anymore. The beauties and I will go to bed soon. You should go over there and keep watch. Tell the master tomorrow morning why I can't go."

After hearing this, Abin replied, "I understand."

Then, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs could be heard one after another.

Zhang Ninglan and Qin Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Fan begged, "I have done everything you said, can you please let me go?"

Without saying a word, Zhang Ninglan stuffed the pair of smelly socks into Mr. Fan San's mouth, and then wrapped the tape around him several times.

His eyes widened and his body twisted and struggled.

Oh shit!

These two women have no morals!

After he survives this disaster, he will definitely find these two women and kill them to vent his anger!

Zhang Ninglan walked to the window, lifted a small corner of the curtain, watched Abin and the other six people come out one after another, then started the car and drove away in a cloud of dust.

Good, the thugs have left.

Mr. Fan San's death is approaching.

Zhang Ninglan didn’t know if there was anyone else in the small house, so she asked Qin Fang to stay in the room while she went out to take a look.

She deliberately loosened the collar of her cheongsam and made her hair a little messy.

If she met other people, she could also say that Mr. Fan San was hungry and asked her to come down to get food.

There are three rooms on the second floor, and their doors are all closed.

She checked each room one by one, but it was dark inside and there was no one else.

So she tiptoed down to the first floor.

The lobby on the first floor is brightly lit.

She looked around, but there was no one there.

At this moment, there was a noise coming from the kitchen.

Zhang Ninglan looked towards the kitchen vigilantly, then walked over gently.

I saw a woman in her thirties cooking in the kitchen.

Zhang Ninglan walked in quickly, knocked the man unconscious with a palm, then turned off the fire and quietly left the kitchen.

Then she came to the yard, which was also quiet at this moment.

It seems that Mr. Fan San did not lie this time. There were indeed only six thugs around him, and they were all sent away at the moment.

Zhang Ninglan quickly returned to the room and told Qin Fang that there was no one else here and they had to evacuate as soon as possible.

Qin Fang nodded.

Then, he looked coldly at Mr. Fan San and said word by word, "Then, this beast is of no use to us."

After hearing this, Mr. Fan San was shocked again.

He looked up and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

He did everything they said, could they still want to kill him to silence him???

Only then did Mr. Fan San realize the danger and felt fear all over his body.

These two women also want his life!

Uncle Fan San struggled hard, using the strength of his legs to move.

The chair rubbed against the wooden board, making a squeaking sound.

Qin Fang also took off the hairpin on her head and walked towards Mr. Fan Sanye step by step.

Her eyes were full of hatred. "So you are afraid of death too?"

"I thought a beast like you wouldn't be afraid of death. After all, human life is like stepping on an ant to you..."

"Do you remember how many ants you stepped on and killed?"

As she spoke, Qin Fang raised the hairpin in her hand and stabbed it into Master Fan's heart.

Mr. Fan San was shaking with pain, making pleading sounds all the time.

Qin Fang looked at his appearance and immediately laughed out loud.

Then she pushed the hairpin deeper into her vagina.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Mr. Fan nodded repeatedly.

pain!

It fucking hurts!

The two women covered their mouths and they couldn't say a word. They didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy!

What should he do?

Qin Fang smiled again, but her eyes were full of tears.

She pulled the hairpin out with force, and then stabbed it into Master Fan's heart again.

Mr. Fan's face was red from the pain and his eyes were bloodshot.

Qin Fang stabbed Master Fan Sanye many times in this way, and the hatred in her heart grew deeper and deeper.

It’s all because of this beast!

It was he who blew Chen Xiangdong to death. Now, she wanted him to taste the feeling of being on the verge of death!

She was going to torture him slowly.

Finally, he was slowly tortured to death!

Mr. Fan's body twitched in pain, and he finally passed out from the pain...