Chapter 1233: I will send him to the West.

After that, he tightened Li Xinxin's waist with one hand, and the other hand, without a trace from the sofa cushion, took out a L national army knife.

He said in her ear, said in a low voice: "I heard that you are celebrating at the NOU yacht tonight, do you want to see the video of the NOU yacht sinking?"

His voice is low and faint. Although it is nice, it is cold and erosive.

Li Xinxin stunned, just wanted to speak, suddenly a pain in the abdomen.

Her eyes stunned and she was terrified.

In the ear, the sound of Mobsen’s cold bones continued to sound: “Your plan is very successful, and my father has lost his life. You are on the road, you have not gone far, you can catch up with him.”

Mobson pushed Li Xinxin, she fell on the sofa, the abdomen, inserted a saber.

This knife is not fatal, but the feeling of hemp makes Li Xinxin unable to sit up.

Mobson got up and looked at her condescendingly, and Mori’s coldness, such as the death of Shura.

"Do you know?" Li Xinxin looked at Mobson strangely.

Mobson bloodthirsty lips: "I didn't expect it?"

"Mobson, you must blame you, you killed your father. If you are not in K, if you do not fall in love with Huang Ling, we will not think of killing your father."

Mobson took off his coat and he had just touched her. He felt dirty.

He gently raised his lips and a cold smile on his lips.

The jacket was thrown, bent, and the saber inserted in the abdomen of Li Xinxin was pulled out.

The sharp saber was pulled out and the blood spouted like a fountain.

Li Xinxin felt that the feeling of paralysis was getting heavier and he could not move.

She looked at Mobson: "You want to kill me?"

Li Xinxin is a professional killer. She knows this knife and has not injured the deadly parts.

The feeling of paralysis is that the saber was handcuffed by Mobson, and it should be smeared.

"How? Don't want to die? Or are you afraid of death?" Mobson took a knife with alcohol and wiped his knife gracefully.

This saber, whether it is the tip of the knife or the blade, is very sharp. After wiping the blood on it, it makes a glaring, cold and cold light.

Li Xinxin does not want to die, does not want to die, but also includes fear of death.

Who wants to die besides being pressured and motivated to look for a light-hearted person?

She was lying there, this time, and a arrogant expression faced Mobson: "I am the daughter of Li Zhongjin!"

Mobson slowly wiped his saber, and the smile on his lips was more and more obvious.

His nephews are all cold and not afraid.

When I heard Li Xinxin's words, I still had a glimpse of it.

He moved the light and looked at Li Xinxin with a cold smile. "What about Li Zhongjin's daughter?"

"You killed me, my dad won't let you go!"

"You and his good nephew are dead, he is even more afraid to take me."

"I am in a hurry, the sick dog will jump to the wall, my dad knows that you killed me, he must take your life!"

"You can rest assured that I will send him to the West before he comes to take my life."

Li Xinxin listened, his face changed greatly. "What do you say? You want to kill my dad? Mobosen, my dad always treats you not thin, you are a ungrateful running dog!"

Mobson put the knife in his hand and said faintly: "I want to kill him and see his performance. But I believe that you killed my father, he must know, or he also participated in the plan."

"You even dare to kill the monarch, rebel!"

Mobson glanced coldly at her wound. "You don't say a few words, maybe you won't die so fast."