Chapter 481

"You blame me for not beating Liao Mingkai?" Qi Shaoqin's face suddenly sank.

"I don't blame you for beating people. I blame you now. It doesn't make any sense. However, I'm on your side this time when you teach him a lesson. Otherwise, I won't help you show important evidence and make Liao Jun lose interest. I just expected that he would do it, but I didn't expect that he would use death row prisoners to deal with us." Ji Mo's eyes were slightly narrowed and deep, amidst the winds of change.

Qi Shaoqin asked seriously, "those prisoners who escaped from prison have been taken away. Do you think you can move Liao Jun down?"

Ji Mo's dark eyes were as cold as ever: "some things can't be urgent. Liao Jun has a son like Liao Mingkai. It's doomed that there will be no good results."

Then Ji Mo's eyes fell down on Qi Shaoqin's feet, and his pupils contracted: "your feet, hey..."

Qi Shaoqin glanced at the place where his heel was worn, "small injury... Not in the way..."

Just finished, Ji Mo squatted down in front of her, "bear it."

Qi Shaoqin looked around. "Well, it's all right. Let's go first. This alley always feels unlucky..."

"I'll help you deal with it briefly first." Ji mowen said. Without raising his head, he took out the towel from the pocket of his suit and cleaned up the blood.

Qi Shaoqin felt inexplicably that the wound didn't hurt at all.

Is the sick Yangzi's hand so magical?

She was about to make fun of him when a dark shadow rushed over.

Qi Shaoqin saw the murderous weapon shining in the dark shadow's hand and stabbed Ji Mo's stamina.

"Ah! Sick seedling! Get out of the way!" Qi Shaoqin stood behind a wall.

The murderer rushed towards this side. If Ji Mo could dodge in time, he could stagger the famous blow, but if he dodged, he would stab her.

"Nothing." Ji Mo calmly wiped the blood on her heel.

Qi Shaoqin was surprised and shouted, "you're not going to die!"

No, no one can die! No one can!

Qi Shaoqin grabbed Ji Mo's tie and pulled him fiercely towards him. Although she had little strength, she fortunately left the murderer's weapon.

But she was not so lucky. It was just her bad luck. The wall made her unable to dodge at this critical moment. She had to take this hard. Fortunately, it was not fatal, but when the sharp weapon stabbed into her shoulder, she cried out in pain.

"Ah, it hurts..."

"Sir! Miss Qi..." Jiang He's surprised voice sounded.

The shadow couldn't dodge and was beaten down by Jiang He three or two times.

Qi Shaoqin was sweating with pain.

"Sick child... What are you doing..." she just had a skin wound on her heel, which is much lighter than the stab wound on her shoulder now.

Ji Mo made a fuss and treated her wound.

Now he has a black face and doesn't say a word. What do you mean?

Qi Shaoqin complained to him with some grievances: "I'm dying of pain. You won't want me to comfort you... I know you must be frightened, but can you understand me? The wound on my shoulder is very painful... I can't say it's OK to leave a scar. You can't wear a bra dress in the future..."

Ji Mo still stood there motionless, as if he had been inexplicably hit, and his face was extremely poor.

It's almost as good as the face when I escaped from the operating room at that time.