148: C148 Fury of Thunder

C148 Fury of Thunder

Nan Jinshen's face was cold. He was holding his wife with one hand, and his body was emitting a cold aura. He did not even look at the woman on the ground and only coldly said, "Lan Zitong, do you like me that much? Do you like to kill my wife?"2

"Wuwuwu, Brother Jinshen, please forgive me? I really like you. I became like this because I love you too much. As long as I see you with another woman, I can't wait to kill all those shameless b * tches... "

Lan Zijian kept explaining for herself. The more she explained, the more guilty she felt. Suddenly, she felt a chill on her head. It was so cold that her limbs and bones were trembling. She looked up at this man and saw that there was no warmth on his face. There was only a Satan's cruel smile.

"But I will tell you clearly, for a woman like you, I, Nan Jinshen, have no interest at all from the beginning to the end!" Anger gradually emerged in Nan Jinshen's eyes. He would never teach a woman a lesson. However, this woman had gone too far, and almost caused him to lose the most important wife in his life. He was completely enraged.

He asked Moqing and Moleng to protect his wife, then he took a pair of long legs. He walked to Lan Zitong coldly and raised his long eyebrows. He elegantly squatted down and looked at her from above. He said coldly and coldly, "You, have you heard of my means?"

"I have, I have heard of it..."

In front of the man's powerful and fierce aura, Lan Zitong's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. Her whole body was tight and she looked extremely afraid.

She had heard some terrifying legends about Nan Jinshen. It was said that he had always been humble and low-key, polite and elegant, and rarely lost his temper.

But once he got angry, it would be like a thunderbolt that would explode. It was said that once at a social dinner, a senior of Nan family was drunk and dared to laugh at Nan Jinshen's mother, who was a prostitute.

Nan Jinshen was sitting at the banquet. There was no displeasure on his handsome face. Instead, he personally poured a glass of wine for the senior, politely accompanied him to finish the meal, and even politely sent him out of the private room.

The senior thought that he had a lot of face and went back in his car proudly. However, the next morning, a murder incident broke out in Cloud City.

According to reports, that senior who spoke without restraint had both his hands and feet chopped off on the way home. His eyeballs were dug out, and his tongue was pulled out. Blood was dripping out, and his corpse was thrown into the trash can to feed the dogs.

From then on, Nan Jinshen's thunderous means had spread across the entire city. Everyone was respectful in front of him, and none of them dared to make any reckless moves.

Thinking of this, Lan Zitong's thin body started to tremble in fear. Her face was pale and colorless. Suddenly, she raised her head. She looked at Nan Jinshen, begging, "Brother Jinshen, I was wrong. I don't want to die. Don't do this to me. I know I was wrong. I know it was wrong. Please let me go... "

"It's too late!"

Nan Jinshen picked up the knife from the ground, his narrow eyes narrowed dangerously. He looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and said slowly, "Listen carefully, I, Nan Jinshen have never been a good person. If you dare to touch a hair of my wife, you will end up dead!"

Lan Zitong knelt on the ground and looked at the cold knife raised by the man in front of her. Trembling backwards, she opened her pale and bloodless lips. Pain. She begged, "No, don't kill me. Please don't kill me..."

Nan Jinshen did not even raise his eyelids, only a cold and confused smile appeared on his lips. He then coldly and cruelly raised the knife in his hand, aimed at the woman's head and slashed.

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