This thought made Chen Junyan himself startled, he was not a murderer in essence, he had been a smooth sailing journey in life for a long time, and God's preference, but this smart and precocious young man was accustomed to the life where everything revolved around him, and he was also accustomed to the days when he could get everything without effort, which made him selfish and lack empathy. Eager to succeed, he was bewitched by Shu Yihui, and willingly became a golden signboard under Quan Jian, and then he was assimilated in the deception day after day, and became a dark inner deception and thief.

And the night when Zhang Ruiming took Ye Wen away from him, it deeply hurt his self-esteem, and also gave him the deepest frustration in history, although soon after, with the mediation of Ye Wen's mother Yang Huiyun, he finally redeemed his relationship with Ye Wen, but the reappearance of the man in front of him really made him angry and demented.

"Teach him a lesson, cut his finger first. ”

Chen Junyan planned to make Zhang Ruiming lower his head with pain and despair first, as soon as he finished speaking, Quan Jian's thug stepped forward and pushed it towards Zhang Ruiming's knee, with a cry of pain, Zhang Ruiming was pressed to the ground by two thugs, and then, the two thugs pressed Zhang Ruiming's shoulders hard, stretched out the weak prosecutor's right hand, and stuck it on the cement floor of this abandoned factory.

Zhang Ruiming's eyes suddenly flickered, and a snow-bright claw knife appeared in front of him, a dark and thin Indonesian gangster, half-kneeling at Zhang Ruiming's side at this time, was trying to empty his palm with this sharpness, and even made a few cuts on the little finger of his right hand, which could be stabbed at any time, just waiting for Chen Junyan's command, he could cut off one of Zhang Ruiming's fingers in an instant.

When a person's survival is in danger, that kind of panic from the bottom of his heart will make people say things that they usually can't believe at all, Rao is Zhang Ruiming has been mentally prepared for a long time, but the pain of broken fingers is in front of him, how can he not try to fight for it again.

"Wait a minute...... Wait a minute! You ......."

Chen Junyan seemed to enjoy Zhang Ruiming's frightened tone at this time, he smiled and raised his hand, letting the Indonesian gangster's claw knife that was about to fall hang in the void, and then he half-squatted beside Zhang Ruiming, smiling and patting Zhang Ruiming's hair.

"What's the matter? Zhang Jian was so scared? Didn't you say you were going to sue me? Isn't there still a law that will punish me? I'm just going to cut off one of your fingers now, and you're so scared? Or else, if you kowtow and call me a hundred times grandpa, I can also consider not using a ......knife on you first."

In normal times, Zhang Rui would have retorted a long time ago, but now the situation is different, he is alone abroad, and the scene of such a pack of wolves making him think about whether he really asks for mercy.

After many years of prosecution, although the retaliation that has been endured has long been unknown, and even has been pointed twice by the muzzle of the black hole, but those are just fierce battles between lightning and flint, and they will be resolved in the changing situation immediately, and there is no time to be afraid. But now this kind of real threat, as well as this kind of oppression that the knife hangs around his neck and does not know when it will fall, makes Zhang Ruiming feel terrified.

Do you really think about begging for mercy?

"Why do you know that you're scared now?, in this case, I don't want to recognize you as a grandson, it's too old, you either learn to bark a few times, and then drill under my crotch a few times, maybe I'll seriously consider letting you go!?"

Where has Zhang Ruiming suffered such humiliation, but under the threat of his life, he really has a feeling of wanting to ask for mercy, and even he is constantly convincing himself in his heart: The big husband can bend and stretch, and Han Xin was humiliated by his crotch in ancient times, didn't he also survive and achieve a great cause? The heroes of our country can be humiliated, and this nation has not had many things to do for thousands of years? Now as long as he can get out and return to his wife and daughter completely, what can he be counted if he suffers this time?

It may be that Zhang Ruiming's hesitation made Chen Junyan's sick emotions in his heart be vented, but he hoped to provoke Zhang Ruiming and let him enjoy the pleasure of revenge more, so Chen Junyan continued to stimulate Zhang Ruiming at this time and said: "What's the matter, Prosecutor Zhang? Aren't you quite majestic that day? I saw you on TV, you were all righteous and majestic in court, why are you so useless? The prosecutor is terrible? I think you are a dog at all!"

"You're a ¥%......"

Just when Chen Junyan was at his most rampant, Zhang Ruiming, who had been lying on the ground and had never made a sound, moved his lips and uttered a vague speech.

"What are you talking about? Be louder! You must satisfy me if you ask for mercy! I can't hear your dog barking, so I won't let you go!"

“*&…… ￥%……”

Zhang Ruiming's voice was even more indistinct this time, his face was tightly pressed against the cement floor, covered with oil on the ground, and his lips were closed up and down, like a live fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board, struggling needlessly.

"Don't you fucking understand people's words, I said I want you to scream louder......" Chen Junyan scolded while leaning over, trying to hear Zhang Ruiming's wail clearly, just when he leaned close to Zhang Ruiming, the prosecutor who had been suppressed by others, suddenly attacked, raised his head violently, and hit Chen Junyan's nose bridge heavily with the only part of his body that could move at this time!

"Ouch!"

This young medical scientist, who has always been pampered, suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the person, and then a fishy sweet liquid gushed out, Chen Junyan held the bloody nose with one hand, and stepped back, he was just hit by Zhang Ruiming's suddenly raised hard skull was hitting the bridge of his nose, it is estimated that the cartilage in the nose was crooked, and at this time, the blood continued to seep out from the gap between his fingers, which made him extremely painful!

Zhang Ruiming, who was trampled on his head by the thug next to him after the first blow, ignored the headache of hitting his head just now, even if he was trampled under his feet at this time, he still spit out the soil on the side of his mouth vigorously, and smiled intermittently in one breath...... Grandson...... Now, know ...... Grandpa is amazing? You scolded...... I can, but you...... This kind of scum, what right do you have to insult us prosecutors!"

Chen Junyan used a few pieces of cotton cloth to stop the blood in his nose slightly, he held his nose with one hand at this time, and pointed at Zhang Ruiming with the other, and he couldn't even speak clearly in his heart, "You...... Wait ......."

He managed to stabilize himself, and shouted in a voice that bordered on roaring, "Quick! Don't cut your fingers...... Chop off one of his palms first!"

Under this order, the Indonesian killer who had been waiting for a long time next to him replaced the claw knife that cut his fingers with a dissatisfied face, turned around and took out a red lacquer axe from the toolbox he brought, his eyes were indifferent, and while raising the axe, he motioned to the two people who held Zhang Ruiming's hands and feet to press it tightly. Then, he took the sharp axe and made two strokes at the bone gap between Zhang Ruiming's palms and wrists, and found the position of the hand, and finally, holding the axe in both hands, raised it high, and was about to chop it with an axe!

At this critical moment, Zhang Ruiming had lost all hope, his eyes were closed, his whole body trembled, and he was mentally prepared to meet the severe pain, but he did not wait for the unexpected pain of broken wrist, but heard an inexplicable passionate music......

"The dream of Quanjian people is the wind! The dream of Quanjianren is the lamp! It illuminates the way forward~ makes people in the abyss of darkness~ ignites the yearning for light......"

With this "Quanjian Dream Song" embarrassingly broke the atmosphere full of murder at this time, Chen Junyan realized that his mobile phone rang, maybe this song is too noisy, or it may be that this music is too inappropriate with the atmosphere of cutting people's hands and feet at this time, this young Quanjian executive, according to patience, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, he just wanted to press it, but the number on it came in at this time, it was too weird.

After much hesitation, he chose to answer the phone.

"Hey...... What's wrong? What's going on at this time...... What the!?...... Who told you this ?......"

Chen Junyan only answered for a few seconds, his face changed suddenly, first he lowered his head and glanced at Zhang Ruiming who was trampled on the mud viciously, and then he raised his hand again, asking the Indonesian gangster not to get the axe first, he turned around, covered the phone and was about to go a little farther away to answer, but then it seemed that he had a quarrel with the person on the other end of the phone because of something, Chen Junyan stood straight and shouted into the phone: "...... You don't care about this...... What do you mean by that!?You're still looking at that man!?Okay...... I won't say anything! You wait to collect his body! I'm just going to kill this shitty little prosecutor!"

After yelling, Chen Junyan hung up the phone violently, he smashed the phone hard, his eyes spewed fire and rushed towards Zhang Ruiming, snatched the axe from the hand of the Indonesian killer, and pointed at Zhang Ruiming with the handle of the axe...... You shameless grandson, you think this will be useful!? Even if you let that slut intercede, I'm going to cut you down...... No, I'm even more angry, and I've decided! I'm not just going to cut off your hands myself! I'm going to cut off your head later! I'm going to see how you bastard can humiliate me without a head!?"

Zhang Ruiming, who had been lying on the dirt, had already guessed from Chen Junyan's intermittent phone call just now that this was the last message he sent to Wu Zheng that worked, and Wu Zheng also held down what he instructed to move the rescuers, but he didn't expect that this Chen Junyan actually didn't act according to Zhang Ruiming's previous expectations, and the back hand he left behind actually had the opposite effect at this time, which angered Chen Junyan and forced the young man who was still calm to choose the ending of the fish and the net in a desperate way.

Zhang Ruiming's heart suddenly turned to ashes, he knew that he had done his best, but instead he pushed himself into a Jedi, and there would never be any help......

Now he is really dead.