Li Mochen could feel that the brick in his hand was solidly smashed on the person.
"Ah LAN!" Ling Mo stares at the scene in front of him - he hasn't reacted yet, and Qiulan around him has quickly pulled him away. He has suffered Li Mochen's sneak attack.
Li Mochen this is under the dead hand, Qiulan covers the head, the whole body is soft, in front of the eyes is black, tears rush up in an instant.
He felt a little damp and hot on his forehead. He raised his hand and touched a sticky liquid, as if with a faint fishy smell.
Autumn LAN Leng Leng, dizzy to think: "this Li Mo Chen, is really cruel enough."
Li Mochen obviously didn't expect that Qiulan would be hit by this attack, but it doesn't matter. If he doesn't do it twice, he will fight one anyway, and it doesn't matter whether he is the second one.
With this in mind, Li Mochen just stares at Ling Mo with a broken jar.
Ling Mo holds Qiu LAN, always calm face finally emerged a few silk flustered.
Even if the light here is not strong, he can still see the blood gurgling on Qiulan's forehead.
The dazzling red color seemed to dye his eyes into a piece of blood red. His fingertips trembled gently. He said softly, "it's OK, Alain. It's going to be OK."
At the end of the speech, there was a trace of choking.
Ling Mo suddenly raised his head, eyes like a sword, sharp to the polar shot at Li Mochen ready to move.
"I'll kill you." Five fingers clenched into a fist, although his voice was low, there was no shouting, but there was a kind of deeply suppressed madness.
Qiulan's face is pale and her consciousness is drifting. She just holds Lingmo's hand tightly: "don't worry."
He certainly knew what Li Mochen was up to.
From the time he came to this path, and from the time he was ready to start, Li Mochen knew that there was no turning back.
If he succeeds in ambush, he can get rid of Lingmo, which is like a thorn in the flesh.
But it doesn't matter if he doesn't succeed. Clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention to Ling Mo's temper, will definitely fight with him.
Especially, when the injured person becomes Qiulan, Lingmo doesn't know what kind of things he will do.
Li Mochen doesn't care what he will be beaten by Ling Mo at all. He wants Ling Mo to fight him as hard as possible. Even if he dies, he doesn't care.
Because of this, the brilliant young genius will soon be in prison for a lifetime.
As long as he thought of such a result, Li could not help but sneer and his eyes were full of madness.
"Come on, Lingmo!" Li Mo Chen yelled, "come and kill me!"
Qiulan uses up her last strength, tugs Lingmo's arm tightly and says: "don't be impulsive!"
Ling Mo deep breath, eyes color change, soft voice, holding Qiulan's hand: "good."
Get Ling Mo's guarantee, autumn LAN finally rest assured, heavy fainted in the past.
Ling Mo holds Qiulan. When passing by Li Mochen, he gives him a cold look, and then kicks Li Mochen.
"If anything happens to him, I won't let you go."
The young man's voice was as cold as ice, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of anger. He left quickly without looking at Li Mochen.
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System: "host, your bitter meat strategy is very good."
Tut tut a few times, the system sighs, is really a hard man who can lay hands on himself.
Qiulan is lying on the hospital bed with a smile.
It's painful, but it's worth it.
Ling Mo's original feelings for him were at a critical point, only one step away from the door.
Li Mochen is the last help.
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