Chapter 443 Untitled
Li Jingshen: "I am not you."
"Yeah, you're not me. I just can't bear to see the person I love run away with someone else. Shen Zhichu is dead, so why did she come back and occupy Shen Qing's body with another man? Li Jingshen, can you easily watch her be with Bai Qiujing, and even get married and have children?"
Li Jingshen coughed muffledly, his chest aching and he tasted blood foam in his mouth. He swallowed it. With his body, he could not survive until the day when Shen Zhichu and Bai Qiujing got married and had children.
"You know better than anyone how Shen Qing died. Don't force the problem onto Shen Zhichu. You owe Shen Qing and Shen Zhichu." Li Jingshen stood in front of Lu Tingchuan with a syringe in his hand, "You and I are the sinners."
Lu Tingchuan lowered his head, his expression unclear, but his hands, which were tied to the back of the chair, were clenched tightly.
Of course he knew who killed Shen Qing. He was the executioner who forced Shen Qing into the swamp step by step. His indifferent indifference became the final force that crushed Shen Qing's heart.
"Xia Mingyue didn't die three years ago. She was rescued and had plastic surgery, living in the entertainment industry as Xia Yanyue. Shen Qing's death can be said to be her own fault. But in the final analysis, it was because of the stage name you gave Shen Qing, Shen Zhichu, that Xia Yanyue took all her hatred out on her. The funny thing is, after Shen Qing died, it was Shen Zhichu who avenged her. Xia Yanyue's identity was exposed, and her reputation was gone."
"Where is she?" It was not difficult to hear that Lu Tingchuan was suppressing his anger.
"I've had her arrested and locked up. If you want her life, I'll have her brought to you."
Lu Tingchuan looked up, his face abnormally pale, his eyes dark and vacant, a layer of sweat on his forehead. He stared at Li Jingshen for a long while before speaking in a hoarse voice: "It's not that simple, is it? Tell me, what do you want?"
"I want a pair of your legs."
Lu Tingchuan looked at the syringe in Li Jingshen's hand and chuckled softly, his upper body shaking as he leaned back in his chair.
If that drug is injected into the legs, it would easily cripple both legs.
"You are tied up here now and no one can save you. I can cripple your legs in less than a minute. I am not asking for your opinion, but to make you understand that this is the only thing you can do for the deceased Shen Qing. Xia Yanyue hurt her, and you should know what to do."
Lu Tingchuan didn't respond directly to his words, but only said, "I never thought that one day I would have to listen to you."
"Have you made up your mind?"
"Come on, isn't it just a pair of legs? I'll give it to you. Remember, I want Xia Yanyue to have a complete life."
Li Jingshen squatted down, pointed the syringe at Lu Tingchuan's knee, exerted force with both hands, and inserted the needle. With a muffled groan from the man, the medicine was injected.
Lu Tingchuan clenched his teeth, his jaw trembled, his temples bulged, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged and throbbed.
His hands, tied behind his back, struggled uncontrollably. He clenched his fists tightly. The pain was like his knees being smashed, mended, and smashed again, over and over again. He was already covered in sweat, and now his shirt was soaked. He looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.
It would be best to let Lu Tingchuan deal with Xia Yanyue. Of course, there is nothing more painful than death.
Handing Xia Yanyue over to him can also divert his hatred towards Shen Zhichu.
In fact, he could have killed Lu Tingchuan directly now, but killing Lu Tingchuan here would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future, starting with the Li Group.
Those shareholders are not easy to mess with. It would be better to let the disabled Lu Tingchuan continue to restrain them. He will also have extra time to forcibly take over the Li Group. When he is about to die, almost all of his property will be given to Shen Zhichu.
Before he died, he had to clear all these obstacles for Shen Zhichu.
Thinking of Li Jingshen coughing again, a cough caused by lung cancer, which cannot be stopped once it starts, his hand suddenly loosened and the syringe fell to the ground.
Li Jingshen covered his chest, took out two spare pills from his shirt, poured them into his mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them without drinking any water. They tasted particularly bitter.
The bitterness cannot be washed away by drinking water. It lingers in the mouth at home and makes people feel a little nauseous.
Lu Tingchuan almost fainted. He had been forced to hold on by Shen Zhichu after being injected with two doses of medicine. Now Li Jingshen injected that powerful medicine into his knee. The severe pain made his whole body unable to react. He felt as if his soul had left his body.
He was too weak to speak, but when he heard Li Jingshen coughing, he raised his eyes and saw Li Jingshen taking out the medicine.
If he still had the strength to speak now, he would definitely ask Li Jingshen: Are you about to die?
If the answer is "yes", he will wake up laughing even if he faints.
After Shen Qing left him, the only thing he looked forward to now was to see Li Jingshen die in pain.
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