After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

Chapter 790: Don't pass it

"Bah!" Su Chanjuan spit out a mouthful of blood foam from her mouth, "Su Xiuhe, you can't die sooner or later! I will take you in, and you will take revenge!"

"Then you can't blame me. Brother-in-law is such a good man, so much money can't be a successor! If you want to blame, you must be blamed. Who makes you fail? As a woman, you can't even give birth to a child. You are really sad!" Su Xiuhe had been suffocated for so long, and this time he finally realized the feeling of raising his eyebrows.

"Okay, remember your words, and see who is the sadder in the end!" Su Chanjuan glanced at Li Baojun. It was obvious that this man was still thinking about the future with himself a few days ago, and he was still talking sweetly by his side, blinking. He was so vicious to himself.

Sure enough, men are ruthless things!

"What are you doing while pressing me?" Su Chanjuan sighed deeply, "Let me go! Tomorrow you will go home and find me, let's talk about divorce, and how to distribute family property and house!"

Li Baojun really didn't expect Su Chanjuan to divorce him so easily. He felt a little unbelievable: "What you said is true?"

"Why? I still lied to you? Su Chanjuan is a spineless person, I don't want the men who have slept with other women! I dislike dirty! Pooh!" Su Chanjuan spat on the ground.

Li Baojun did not have the same knowledge as her, anyway, this matter was solved so easily, Su Chanjuan did not make a big fuss, this is the best ending.

So, let her go.

Li Baojun let go of Su Chanjuan.

Su Chanjuan was holding her head, and she got up from the ground with some pain, and the blood continuously popped out from the top of her head like running water, dyeing the clothes on her chest red. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket, blocked it on her forehead, and staggered out.

"Get out of here! It's really annoying, it's unlucky that a good home makes you toss with blood all over the floor!" The old woman cursed with a look of disgust.

Su Chanjuan walked to the door, but did not step out, but turned into Su Xiuhe's kitchen.

"What are you going to do in the kitchen?" The old woman's heart sank, and hurriedly chased it out.

I saw that Su Chanjuan came out from the kitchen holding a kitchen knife, her eyes were gloomy and terrifying, and she scared the old woman back all the way.

"You...what are you going to do? Don't...impulse...Don't be impulsive!" the old woman squatted.

"Come on, hit me! You didn't hit me very happy just now, you come now!" Su Chanjuan waved twice with a kitchen knife in hand, softened the scared legs of the old woman, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Su Chanjuan kicked her with her feet up to her chest and kicked her aside.

"Oh...Oh!" The old woman cried out in pain, clutching her chest.

Seeing that Su Chanjuan was going crazy, Li Baojun hurriedly guarded Su Xiuhe behind him in fright, and said to her: "Go to the house, plug the door in, don't open it!"

"Know... I know."

He stayed alone to deal with Su Chanjuan: "Juan'er, I have something to say!"

Su Chanjuan was able to learn, and didn't talk nonsense at all, and slashed at Li Baojun with a single knife.

Li Baojun was taken aback and hurriedly dodged. The kitchen knife slashed on his arm. A sharp pain came from him. He clutched his arm and screamed like a pig.

"What's my life? What's your life? Look, this big house, color TV, and this rich breakfast... all this is stolen from my money! Okay, anyway, I'm done. , Since this is the case, don't let everyone go!"