Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Ling Jiang narrowed his eyes, found the right opportunity, and suddenly stabbed the man's lower body with a knife at lightning speed.

The man was stabbed in the vulnerable part by the sharp knife. He roared like a beast and then fell to his knees with a thud.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground, Ling Jiang took the rope and tied his hands and feet without hesitation, then walked towards the other man who couldn't open his eyes with a grim expression.

His resolute face was filled with horror, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Especially those bloodthirsty scarlet eyes, which scared Yu Mengqiu so much that she shrank back repeatedly.

To her now, Ling Jiang was a madman on the verge of death. He was bloodthirsty, crazy, violent and cruel, which could be seen from the way he stabbed the knife into the man's vitals without blinking.

The man with stinging eyes felt him approaching, gritted his teeth, stood up and assumed a fierce fighting posture, spewing out swear words that Ling Jiang could not understand.

Ling Jiang looked at him with his bursting fighting power, his black eyes narrowed even more, and the veins on the back of his hand that was holding the blade were bulging.

And the exposed blue veins on his forehead were so clear that Yu Mengqiu could count them one by one.

The whole atmosphere was deathly quiet, as if it was about to freeze.

The man who couldn't open his eyes was still defiantly challenging Ling Jiang, "Grandson, come here if you have the guts. Let me see if you're as weak as your woman."

The word "woman" hurt Ling Jiang's heart. He suddenly raised the sharp knife in his hand and slashed at the man fiercely.

Although his martial arts skills were not very good, he was confident of winning against a blind man. In addition, he was filled with hatred and resentment in his heart, so every blow of his sword was accurate.

Soon, the blind man's body was covered with shocking knife wounds. He gasped and cursed, "If you have the guts, wait until my eyes heal...ah!"

Ling Jiang didn't wait for him to finish his words. After forcing the man into a corner, the sharp knife in his hand flashed with a cold light and stabbed into the man's vitals.

Suddenly his whole body was shaking violently in pain and he was howling miserably, the sound being like a wild beast being skinned alive.

Yu Mengqiu was so frightened that all the pores on her body stood up, and the anger in her eyes turned into fear when she looked at Ling Jiang.

An unintentional stab to someone's vitals might be an accident, but he stabbed them one after another, so no matter how dumb she was, she could guess something.

Suddenly, a bone-chilling chill enveloped her entire body. She felt as if she was soaked in an ice cellar, and every inch of her skin seemed to be frozen stiff.

If she told him at this time that it was not her intention, would he believe it?

The man's screams continued. Ling Jiang was like a devil being controlled by someone. The shiny knife in his hand stabbed into his vitals again and again, mechanically and violently, making people shudder.

That place was so fragile that even an accidental bump or a bump would cause obvious pain, let alone a knife prick. And he...

Yu Mengqiu didn't dare to imagine what would be waiting for her after the death of the two men. Her only prayer now was that Fu Yan would quickly notice her abnormality and come to save her.

"Ah! Ah! Spare me, spare me!" The man's teeth chattered with pain. One knife blow was enough to take his life, let alone countless knife blows.

Ling Jiang turned a deaf ear to his pleas for mercy, and the knife in his hand continued to mechanically stab in, pull out, stab in again, and pull out again.

The man was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to roll over, and fear was trembling in every bone in his body.

But no matter how frightened he was, he could not win Ling Jiang's sympathy. That gesture, that force, seemed to crush his vitals into mud until it was mush.

This ugly thing had caused Yiyi so much pain, he wanted it to feel a hundred times a thousand times as much.

Yiyi, thinking of that quiet and well-behaved girl, Ling Jiang's tears rolled down from his eyes.

Did you see that? Brother Ling Jiang is avenging you. Please come back, or if you really can't come back, just wait for Brother Ling Jiang.

Brother Ling Jiang, in the next life, no, in the next life and in all the lives to come, I will want you to be my wife.

I just don’t know if you are still willing to marry a loser like me who can’t even protect his wife.

The more Ling Jiang thought about it, the more his emotions fluctuated. His tall body trembled like a sieve. He felt as if his strength had been drained away several times, so much so that he almost didn't have the energy to punish these beasts.

The man whose lower body was pierced to pieces had fainted without making any shrill screams. Ling Jiang's eyes suddenly became clear.

Turning his head, he looked at the other man who was tied up with ropes. He wiped the tip of the knife on his body, then stood up and walked towards him.

The man was already trembling with fear, and he could still clearly feel the fatal pain of the knife.

Coupled with the miserable appearance of his companions being crushed into mud, he was so terrified that he couldn't even utter a sound to beg for mercy.

His blue pupils were now filled with horror, and his lips opened and closed, but he could not utter a single word.

His body twisted and crawled like a maggot. He wanted to escape from this devil's den, escape from this hell.

However, every time he took a step forward, Ling Jiang took a step closer. His condescending black eyes were filled with a ruthless look that showed his arrogance. His face was gloomy and more terrifying than a ghost.

The man swallowed frantically and stammered, "I, I didn't last as long as that guy. You, you want revenge, go find him. He, he, he, he fucked you at least five times. He, he even forced you, a woman, to use his mouth on him. Really, I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, ask him."

Ling Jiang couldn't bear to hear these insulting words to Zhou Yiyi, so after the man finished speaking, he stabbed a knife into his mouth.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes. "You like using your mouth, right? Then I'll let you use it to your heart's content." He pressed the blade hard.

The man struggled in agony, his pupils dilated to their maximum size, filled with horror, and he wanted to explain.

He wanted to tell him that he did not force Zhou Yiyi to use her mouth, it was his companion who forced her, but the pain in his throat that was unbearable for ordinary people did not allow him to speak.

He was like the fish meat pressed by Ling Jiang on the knife board. With a swing of the knife, he was crushed into pieces and turned into mud...