Chapter 297 Precious Gift

They destroyed Jin Xueya and also made Jin Mohan spend a youth full of killing and scheming.

If Jin Xueya had not suffered brain damage and had not become insane, the child she gave birth to should have lived a carefree life, surrounded by endless love.

The more Jiang Zixuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She gritted her teeth, stepped forward, and punched Jin Zhenhua in the face.

She is a superpower with great strength. She can cause severe pain to Jin Zhenhua without being unable to control her strength like Jin Mohan, which killed Jin Zhenhua instantly.

Still not satisfied after the beating, she took out a poison needle from the medicine storeroom and injected it directly into Jin Zhenhua.

"Tell me, who is that man? Who is the man who was used by you and had a crush on your mother?" She grabbed Jin Zhenhua by the collar, trying to get confirmation from him.

Jin Zhenhua's face was swollen like a pig's head, but he didn't feel afraid at all. He just gave Jiang Zixuan a weak and sarcastic smile.

"That man... might have already died... you guys go look for him in the underworld, look for him..."

"Is that man called Song Yan?" Jiang Zixuan asked in a deep voice, not wanting to listen to his nonsense.

Jin Zhenhua's expression suddenly became strange, but he quickly restrained his outward emotions.

He wanted to say something to dispel Jiang Zixuan's speculation, but Jiang Zixuan didn't give him a chance.

She sneered and said grimly, "My specially made poison needle will cause your entire body to fester a few minutes after injection. The pain will be no less than having pieces of flesh and blood torn off of you alive."

Jin Zhenhua's face suddenly changed, and he raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at her, "You, you..."

"It's about to start," Jiang Zixuan said calmly, "Where will it hurt first? I remember it was the eyes. You'll feel like your eyeballs are being cut by a blade, and then your mouth will feel like it's being forcibly torn open."

As she described, Jin Zhenhua's face became distorted and strange.

After a few seconds, he suddenly let out a shrill scream, but Jiang Zixuan was quick-witted and quickly removed his jaw.

This extremely vicious person never considers others. In this case, she doesn't need to pity him.

Jin Mohan frowned slightly, "Don't kill him, baby."

He had some more questions.

Jiang Zixuan clapped her hands and winked at him.

"Don't worry, I lied to him."

This poison needle has been improved and will not cause the human body to rot. It will only stimulate the pain nerves throughout the body, causing the illusion of being tortured to death.

Meiyu complained before that when interrogating traitors or spies, if she went too lightly, the traitors would not know what was good for them and would refuse to speak, and if she went too heavy-handed, the traitors would be killed without warning.

That's why Jiang Zixuan helped her develop this poison specifically for torture.

It just so happens that Jin Zhenhua is now useful.

No one can withstand the pain brought by the poison needle. Jin Zhenhua could not hold on for more than three minutes before he surrendered, rolled on the ground, and begged Jiang Zixuan to let him go.

Jiang Zixuan deliberately wanted to vent Jin Mohan's anger, so she made Jin Zhenhua suffer for a full half hour, and he even fainted from the severe pain.

Jiang Zixuan learned a lot of ways to torture people from Meiyu. After Jin Zhenhua fainted, she injected him with a sobering agent, allowing him to remain highly awake while feeling the severe pain brought by the poison needle.

Jin Zhenhua was in so much pain that he didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy. He curled up on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching.

"How pitiful! If you weren't so cruel and wanted to kill my husband, I would never do such a thing to an old man." Jiang Zixuan sighed, but had no intention of stopping.

For his own selfish desires, he caused Jin Mohan so much pain. In his previous life, he even used Jiang Wanwan and her twins to poison Jin Mohan.

There is no need to sympathize with such a heartless and extremely vicious person.

Before Jin Zhenhua went crazy due to the pain, Jiang Zixuan finally stopped.

"Hubby, do you want to kill him?" Jiang Zixuan said cruelly, "Throw the body into the space septic tank. Don't worry, no one will find it."

Jin Mohan shook his head slightly.

He said he didn't want Jin Zhenhua to die like this.

In the last days, death is a relief for most people.

Only by being alive can you feel bitterness and despair more.

Especially for someone like Jin Zhenhua, who was high and mighty and respected before the end of the world, after the end of the world, his quality of life plummeted, and he was entangled in family trivialities and daily food and clothing. He could only wag his tail like a dog, and lived miserably by picking up the leftovers left by others.

He and his family can't cause any trouble, so there's no need to free them as soon as possible.

Leaving Jin Zhenhua behind, Jiang Zixuan drove Jin Mohan back to the guesthouse.

Jin Mohan was silent all the way, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Honey, what are you going to do about Professor Song Yan?" Jiang Zixuan asked softly.

"Never mind."

Like Jiang Zixuan, Jin Mohan felt that there was no need to recognize each other.

They are all adults with considerable life experience and they think about problems from many perspectives.

It is true that Jin Xueya is a victim, but Song Yan is also one.

He did not take the initiative to seize Jin Xueya. Maybe before meeting Jin Mohan, he didn't even know that Jin Mohan was his child.

After weighing the matter for a long time, Jin Mohan chose to ignore it.

Compared with his experiences as a mercenary during those years, his complicated background was nothing but child's play.

As long as he was sure that there was no Jin Zhenhua's blood in his body, that would be enough to make him feel happy.

After resolving this matter, Jin Mohan felt much better. He even had the energy to flirt with Jiang Zixuan for the first time in a long time, causing Jiang Zixuan to almost drive the car into a ditch.

When the two returned to the guesthouse, Shan Zijun's family was visiting with Shi Tou.

They came to thank Jiang Zixuan and others. Qiu Liren told them what happened in detail. If it weren't for the help of Jiang Zixuan and others, Shitou would not have been able to come back alive and well.

Since everyone came to visit, Jiang Zixuan was not idle either. She took out a lot of food and asked Jingchen and Lengmo to cook a big meal to entertain the Shan family.

Shan Zijun and the two uncles of the Shan family had to go to work and didn't have much time, and Shitou also had to go to school, so they couldn't stay long.

Before leaving, Shan Zijun took out a string of wind chimes made of shells.

"Sister Zixuan, this is for you."

Jiang Zixuan looked at the beautifully crafted, colorful wind chimes and asked with a smile, "Did you make this?"

"The shells were picked up from the rocks. My dad and my second uncle cleaned them and selected the most beautiful ones. Then my mom and I made the wind chimes together."

Shan Zijun pointed at the shells and continued, "Grandpa and grandma used pig hair to make brushes and wrote in the shells."

Jiang Zixuan took a look and saw that some of the shells had blessings such as "health and longevity", "happiness and satisfaction", and "safety and success" written on them.

"It's really beautiful, thank you." Jiang Zixuan held up the colorful wind chime, her heart filled with emotion.

This is not a precious thing, but it is a precious gift made by the whole family of the Shan family.

Shells are made of shellfish from the sea. When the breeze blows, the crisp sound makes people feel as if they are in the sea, and their body and mind slowly calm down.

Shan Zijun smiled and whispered, "In the past, there was a river in our village with many shells in it. When we were young, a group of us kids would often go there to pick up shells and bring them back to make wind chimes."

(End of this chapter)