If Zhao Jingrong doesn't believe Ni Yan, then there is only one way in front of Zhao Jingrong.

die.

If she believed Ni Yan, there would be a glimmer of hope.

Zhao Jingrong was a little hesitant.

She didn't know how to choose either.

Ni Yan narrowed his eyes and did not let go of any expression on Zhao Jingrong's face, "Zhao Jingrong, you are only twenty-eight years old this year, and there are many possibilities in your life! Are you really willing to ruin your bright future?"

Who is willing to give up his great life?

Of course Zhao Jingrong doesn’t want to!

Ni Yan continued: "Zhao Jingrong, come down first, don't do those dangerous things. Give me the fate and I will fulfill my promise to you immediately."

Zhao Jingrong's legs were a little weak.

She was hesitating.

What if Ni Yan lied to her?

Zhao Jingrong took out a dagger and pressed it on Yuanyuan's neck, "Ni Yan! If you dare to lie to me, I will kill this little bastard immediately!"

"I promise not to lie to you."

"You let the words go to the deepest."

"Brother Mo..." Ni Yan turned to look at Mo Qishen and signaled him with his eyes.

Moqiqian tightly pursed his thin lips, his expression slightly cold.

Facing Zhao Jingrong, he didn't even bother to be perfunctory.

But Ni Yan even spoke, and he couldn't help but cooperate.

"Yes."

Knowing that Mo Qishen is not a person who makes promises easily, Zhao Jingrong relaxed her vigilance and slowly retreated with the help of fate.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Jingrong came to the first-floor yard with Yuanyuan all the way, pressing the tip of the knife against Yuanyuan's neck, "Ni Yan! If you dare to play tricks, I will kill this little beast immediately!"

"No! No! Don't hurt Yuanyuan! Yuanyuan!" Ni Chenggui grabbed Zhou Dawei's hand tightly, his face full of tears.

Zhou Dawei's condition is not much better.

He is a daughter from an old age. Although Yuanyuan is not his biological child, he regards Yuanyuan as more close than his biological child!

Now that my only daughter is worried about her life, it is even more uncomfortable than taking Zhou Dawei's own life.

"Ni Yan, it's time for you to fulfill your promises to me again and again! There is a machete there, you can cut it hard first! Then I will give you the fate back!"

She was confused just now, and she actually believed Ni Yan's nonsense.

When things got to this point, she had no point of turning back.

To put it another way, what can happen if Ni Yan really divorces Mo Qishen?

Can't you remarry after getting married?

Ni Yan said this simply to deceive her.

Does Ni Yan really think she is a fool?

Instead of letting Ni Yan divorce Mo Qishen, it would be better to let Ni Yan kill Mo Qishen. This will not only allow Mo Qishen to stay with her, but also cause Ni Yan's hands to be infected with a life!

It's just killing two birds with one stone!

She wanted both of them to be buried with her.

She won’t lose money with Mo Qishen and Ni Yan!

Ni Yan nodded slightly, and while squatting down to pick up the machete, he said, "Okay, okay, I will listen to you! Zhao Jingrong, as long as you don't hurt Yuanyuan, everything is easy to say."

As he fell, Ni Yan turned his eyes and looked at Mojimi.

Just at this moment, Mo Qishen also turned to look at her.

The eyes meet, and silence is better than sound at this time.

Both sides understood the expression in each other's eyes.

The hearts of the others present were all raised to their throats.

Will Ni Yan really take action?

Ni Cuihua was so anxious that she cried like beads with broken threads, "What should I do? What should I do! Can't do this, Yanyan can't do this..."

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious!" Shangguan Dehui held Ni Cuihua's hand tightly.

Ni Yan slowly picked up the machete.

Adele held Zhao Yu's hand tightly, "Oh my God! Sister won't really take action! Why haven't the police officer come yet!"

Zhao Yu tried hard to calm himself down, "No, we must believe my mother, I believe she doesn't, she definitely won't..."

In fact, Zhao Yu's legs were trembling.

She was so scared!

Ni Yan held the machete, squinted her eyes, and then slashed in the deep direction!

Zhao Jingrong's mouth was pulled a little curve at this time.

Kill each other!

They finally killed each other.

It turns out that the relationship between Mo Qishen and Ni Yan is just like this...

Just as Zhao Jingrong relaxed her vigilance, Ni Yan exerted force on her hand and threw the machete out directly.

Bang!

The machete was shot accurately on the thick osmanthus tree.

"Brother Mo!"

"Yes." Mo Qishen nodded slightly.

The two of them took action together, and Mojishen stepped over and kicked the dagger in Zhao Jingrong's hand away.

Bang!

The dagger was kicked directly to the ground.

Bang!

Another kick was Zhao Jingrong, and Zhao Jingrong fell to the ground and spitted blood.

Lie to her!

Ni Yan actually lied to her!

Ni Yan took this opportunity to win a relationship.

There is no danger.

After holding Yuanyuan in his arms, Ni Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fate!" Ni Chenggui and Zhou Dawei rushed over together.

"Ah!" Zhao Yu rushed over with the fork and used the gap between the fork to cover Zhao Jingrong's neck, making Zhao Jingrong unable to move.

Zhao Yu looked at Zhao Jingrong with a condescending look and rubbed his nose with a ruffian arrogance, "Be honest! Otherwise, I believe it or not!"

It was also at this time that a sirens sounded outside the yard.

The police are here!

She has no chance.

She finally escaped.

She was unwilling to be arrested like this.

By the way!

And it!

Zhao Jingrong slowly touched her hand to her waist and touched a 7-shaped tool.

This is her last blow.

There must be someone who will be buried with her today.

Originally, Zhao Jingrong wanted Ni Yan to be buried with her, but after seeing Mo Qishen, she changed her mind.

She wanted Mo Qishen to be buried with her.

They can't be husband and wife when they are alive.
To be continued...