Chapter 680 Revenge

"Zheng Jing, you'd better be honest now, otherwise, I'll have her tongue cut off right now! You haven't tasted what it's like to kiss a woman without a tongue? I think , you will definitely spit it out in disgust, and you will never like your sister again! Hahaha!"

Yang Muyan is really a pervert, what kind of provocative words did she say, is this intentionally forcing them to kill her?

Not to mention Zheng Jing, even Mu Qing was very angry when she heard what Yang Muyan wanted to do to Zheng Lun.

But now I really can't act rashly, otherwise Yang Muyan could really do something like cut off Zheng Lun's tongue | head!

Yang Muyan sat there on her own, laughing like crazy, her voice was too ugly, laughing now, it was no different from howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Such an ugly voice, paired with her delicate and perfect face, is extremely weird and creepy.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it really opened my eyes. Are all men so infatuated nowadays? Jing Shao, I heard that you are also an infatuated person! It's a pity, you protect Shangguan Ning so well, my hand is really good If she can't get in, otherwise, I'll let her taste what it's like to be dumb."

Jing Yichen stared at Yang Muyan coldly, and said indifferently: "Don't show off, I know all about your tricks, and this is of no use to me. If Zhao An'an and Zheng Lun have any injuries, then your injuries will It's a hundred times that of them until you die. Zhao An'an is fine now, as for Zheng Lun, did she cough yesterday?"

Yang Muyan suddenly felt uneasy; "So what!"

"Mu Qing, let Ms. Yang have a taste of coughing too, don't hold back your hands, as long as you can cough up blood."

Cough up blood? !

What a bad cough! That means her lungs would be shattered and damaged!

Mu Qing walked to Yang Muyan's side, and inserted four silver needles into different positions on the top of her head with incomparable swiftness.

"Cough cough cough..."

The acupoints were strongly stimulated, causing Yang Muyan to cough violently.

She didn't expect that Jing Yichen would ignore her threat at all, not afraid that she would retaliate immediately, and let Mu Qing do it so simply and neatly!

The living room was filled with Yang Muyan's piercing cough. Although Zheng Jing felt very relieved, he was unavoidably worried when he calmed down.

He asked Jing Yichen with his eyes, is Zheng Lun okay?

Jing Yichen knew what he was worried about, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, I have already sent someone over to your house. However, Zheng Lun's throat will definitely not be cured by my people, let Mu Qing take a look at it then."

Zheng Jing was finally relieved.

It turned out that Jing Yichen had expected that Yang Muyan would deal with his family, luckily!

Zheng Lun only coughed yesterday, and his voice hasn't changed much. Mu Qing's medical skills are superb, so it shouldn't be a big problem to cure Zheng Lun.

Mu Qing tormented Yang Muyan only to cough, and felt very happy. He patted Zheng Jing's shoulder and said: "Yes, just leave it to me. There are only a few ways to make your voice hoarse. As long as the treatment is timely, There won't be a crow voice like Yang Muyan!"

Zheng Jing also patted Mu Qing on the shoulder: "Good brother!"

The three of them talked on their own, and Yang Muyan almost died of coughing!

She groped to pull out the silver needle on the top of her head, but when she touched the silver needle, her head hurt like a needle prick.

Mu Qing "kindly" reminded her: "It's better for you not to move around. Not everyone can touch my silver needle. If you become a vegetable because of this, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Yang Muyan really didn't dare to move, but the severe cough made her very painful. After a while, her voice was completely hoarse: "Stop...stop...stop..."

She repeated "stop" intermittently, but Jing Yichen acted as if he didn't hear him, still standing in front of her, looking down at her, until she really coughed up blood, and then motioned for Mu Qing to pull out the silver needle.

The silver needle was pulled out, and the cough gradually stopped, but Yang Muyan's voice was already too hoarse to speak, and her beautiful water-blue dress was already stained with blood from her cough.

She grabbed Mu Qing from the table to drink the remaining half glass of water, and drank it in one gulp.

But drinking water couldn't relieve the burning sensation caused by the severe cough just now. Her throat was still very uncomfortable, and she shed tears from the pain.

This extremely painful feeling in her throat reminded her of the day when the Yang family was destroyed by Jing Zhongxiu.

The Yang family's luxurious villas collapsed one after another, and the sound of explosions came and went, so loud that people could not hear any other sounds.

The fire was burning soaring into the sky, and it took her a lot of effort to rush out of the fire and into the secret passage.

She will never forget that the choking fireworks rushed into her throat, which brought her a suffocating feeling like a needle prick.

On that day, her voice became hoarse and rough, like a ghost!

The hatred in her heart was overwhelming, and she vowed that everyone in the Jing family would be tortured and wiped out!

And now, she has the urge to destroy everyone!

Whether it's Jing Yichen, Zheng Jing, including Mu Qing, she will destroy them! Although she likes Mu Qing, since she can't get it, no other woman can get it either!

"You... all are going to die! I will kill you... one by one!"

Yang Muyan looked ferocious, and there was no trace of elegance and calmness on her beautiful face.

She originally wanted to scream and roar, but her voice was already hoarse, and everyone could only see her mouth opening and closing, but they couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Jing Yichen understood lip language, and he understood it.

"Young Master Jing, what is this woman talking about?" Mu Qing was a little anxious. Although Yang Muyan's voice was terrible just now, she still had a voice. Now there is no sound at all, like watching a silent movie. It was too uncomfortable.

Zheng Jing also looked at Jing Yichen questioningly, he knew that Jing Yichen understood lip language.

Jing Yichen said lightly: "It's okay, she's just dreaming. Mu Qing, can you make her speak temporarily?"

Mu Qing thought for a while and said, "Yes!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went to the medicine room at home. After pouring in it for a while, he came out with a cup of light brown medicine.

He put the potion in front of Yang Muyan: "Drink it, your throat will be able to speak for a while."

How could Yang Muyan drink it? Who knows what kind of medicine will be added to this glass of water, whether it will kill her or make her dumb forever!

Seeing that she refused to drink, Mu Qing pinched her mouth and poured it directly without saying a word.