Chapter 773： Sorry for worrying you

Wan Rong's face was suddenly blue and purple, and the whole face was stained with blood, making him look a little crippled.

"If you didn't hurt my parents and kept me from getting any love from childhood, growing up in hatred, how could I become what I am now!"

Having said that, the agent boss gave her another foot without mercy.

Wan Rong had suffered a gunshot wound, and with the heavy feet of the agent boss, he was already lying on the ground, embarrassed with blood, and didn't even have the strength to get up.

But the agent boss didn't give up his hatred at all.

Because of this woman's greed and ruined his family, even if he died ten thousand times, he couldn't make up for the hurt in his heart.

He always thought that Wan Rong was his biological mother.

Wan Rong had never really cared about him, and only the apparent coldness and warmth caused him to be rebellious since he was a child.

Years ago.

Upon learning that Wan Rong had sent people into Mu's house and sent people to stare at Mu Jingchen's every move, Ling Mohan found out that Mu Jingchen was actually his half-brother.

Moreover, his mother actually left the heirloom, the immeasurable dragon pattern finger to Mu Jingchen.

He felt in his heart that Wan Qing really cared about another son!

He hates, he hates Mu Jingchen deeply.

He felt that because of Mu Jingchen, his mother was extremely indifferent to him!

Therefore, he did everything possible to make Mu Jingchen die.

But who knows, he hated it all his life, and in the end, it was just a joke!

This woman is not his mother at all!

She did not leave the dragon pattern finger to Mu Jingchen. She sent someone to lurch at Mu’s house and stare at Mu Jingchen. It was only because she had a fancy to Mu Jingchen’s talents that she played a big chess game and wanted to use Mu Jing. That's it!

Ling Mohan instantly felt that he had lived a whole life, life was meaningless, because of a kind of non-existent hatred, it hurt too many people.

The root of all this is because of the lingering woman at his feet!

Thinking of this, he raised his foot in resentment and stepped on her blood-filled face.

"Damn you, you die for me!"

His leather shoes kicked Wan Rong's face, chest, and belly fiercely!

Wan Rong was like a dead dog covered in blood, kicked viciously by Ling Mohan, but had no strength to fight back.

Her body has lost any sensation, only convulsions all over her body.

The blood-stained face was so red and swollen that it was almost deformed, and it made people dare not even think that it was actually a face.

But even so, her unwilling eyes still opened up, staring at Ling Mohan firmly!

How could she think that after all the calculations, she would eventually fall into Ling Mohan's hands.

Ling Mohan was just a chess piece in her hand!

When Ling Mohan saw her lying on the ground, motionless, eyes still moving, he knew that she was not dead.

"Tsk, it's tenacious, but there is still a breath?"

Ling Mohan knelt down and picked up the silver needle that fell from Wan Rong's cuff when he kicked Wan Rong hard just now.

"Yes, a woman like you, it's too cheap to die, and you don't understand your hatred at all!"

He squinted his eyes, grabbed Wan Rong's other hand, and pierced the silver needle into her finger without hesitation!

"what!!!"

Almost all of Wan Rong's nerves were throbbing violently, the deepest howl from her lungs!

This terrifying howl instantly spread to every corner of the funeral home!

Wan Rong also passed out due to severe pain.

At the same time, hearing the sound from here, the Interpol who had arrived at the funeral home rushed over with guns.

However, when they arrived here, they only saw a paralyzed bloodstain on the ground, Wan Rong, who seemed to have lost his breath.

The boss of the agent has long gone missing.

The agents in the farewell hall have been completely resolved, and Mu Jingchen and Bai Liyue also followed the Interpol.

When they saw the terrifying Wan Rong on the ground, Bai Liyue shrank her pupils.

Wan Rong didn't know that he was completely different, and there was a silver needle in his finger, which made people feel that his scalp was numb.

It seems that someone has already come.

After Bai Liyue and Mu Jingchen looked at each other, they looked around, but they didn't see anyone.

Bai Liyue whispered: "I guess, it's the boss of the agent."

Mu Jingchen nodded lightly, agreeing with her idea.

Except for the agent boss, they really couldn't think of anyone who hated Wan Rong so much, and who could have such a cruel heart.

Wan Rong took the blame for all this.

The agent's boss is vicious, thanks to her.

The Interpol’s people dragged Wan Rong from the ground, and the police officer in the lead looked at Mu Jingchen and said, “Thank you for the report. Thanks to you this time.

We tracked this organization for a long time, and finally got some eyebrows. The secret service organization did a lot of evil and kept running around, and finally got caught.

The people of these secret service organizations are of great importance. Whether they are dead or alive, I must take them home and give an explanation to the above and people across the country. "

Mu Jingchen nodded and gave a faint "um".

Bai Liyue looked at Wan Rong who was being dragged by two law enforcement officers.

Her body was still dripping blood, but Bai Liyue obviously saw her eyelids twitch.

Bai Liyue reminded: "Police officer, she is not dead yet."

The leading police officer looked at Wan Rong with no good place on her body, and he was still alive, but was very surprised.

"Miss Bai, don't worry, even if she didn't die, her crimes would be enough for her to die 10,000 times.

However, I don't know if there are more parties in the secret service organization. I have to take her back and ask her. If she can't ask anything, she will be executed immediately. "

Bai Liyue closed her eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

Bai Liyue and Mu Jingchen watched Wan Rong being dragged away by the criminal police.

"This is the end, right?"

Bai Liyue breathed a sigh of relief and stood at the back door of the funeral home. When she looked down and saw Mu Jingchen's hand with blood on her back, she quickly grabbed his hand, raised his cuff and asked: "Are you hurt? Where did you hurt it, hurry up." show me!"

Mu Jingchen lost his memory, but still hated being touched.

But for her, he has never rejected her.

Seeing Bai Liyue's frowning eyebrows, he stretched out his other hand and gently smoothed her, and gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, it's not my blood."

Knowing that he was not injured, Bai Liyue's heart was relieved.

She sighed and stared at him with her beautiful eyes.

Thinking of the scene where he was fighting with the group of agents just now, his heart was still in shock.

"Just now, did you know that I was worried? If you were injured or shot..."

"Will not."

He clenched her hand and answered very positively.

Bai Liyue looked at him forever with this self-confident and arrogant appearance, and her brows wrinkled immediately.

She looked serious and complained: "Mu Jingchen, can you think about it for me before doing anything?

I mean really, if something happened to you just now, do you know how sad I will be? "

As soon as she finished speaking, she was caught off guard by Mu Jingchen reaching out and taking it into her arms.

He gently pressed her head to his heart, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, whispered in her ear: "Sorry, I worried you."