Chapter 2883： pretend to be weak

Lu Mo looked at them coldly, and said solemnly: "It's half an hour, if we don't go up, don't go up either, there are five minutes left, wait!"

He will never favor one over another, nor take advantage of others.

Fairness and justice are his principles.

Not even a second less.

"If my son is good or bad, you all have to pay for my son's life!" Jiang's mother trembled with anger, her heart became more and more heavy, and she had a premonition that her son was afraid of something bad.

Ye Qingqing snorted, "Something like your son is called to contribute to the earth when he dies, and you want us to pay for your son of a bastard, bah... Your face is bigger than P shares!"

"You...you little prostitute..."

Mother Jiang pointed at Ye Qingqing, her face flushed red, and her blood vessels were about to burst with anger.

"Self-respect!"

Lu Mo lightly flicked on the old woman's finger, Mother Jiang's face changed dramatically in pain, and the cold sweat was like a soy bean.

This man seems to have a kung fu, and she can't afford it.

The long five minutes passed, Lu Mo let these two old things pass, Jiang's parents supported each other, and hurried up the second floor, Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo followed unhurriedly.

"what……"

Mother Jiang's shrill screams were very harsh in the silent night, and they alerted the other neighbors. They all came out to check the situation. The screams were so miserable. It seemed that the trouble was a bit loud this time. They were almost out of fear, and a few timid ones went straight back to the room.

"I'm dying... I'm going to die... Hit 110..."

"Call 120... It's important to save people, hurry up and call 120..."

The neighbors were chatting, chaotic, and lost their minds. Mother Jiang passed out, and Father Jiang was so frightened that he lost his mind and stood mutely, like a wooden man.

Jiang Xingzhi was lying on the ground like a dead man, his face was as white as paper, unconscious, there was not much blood on the ground, but there was a strong smell of blood in the room, and the air became stagnant, as if the whole room was enveloped. In the blood mold, no one dared to walk in.

Neighbors were all surrounding the corridor, poking their heads and looking terrified. They really didn't expect that Lu Qinghua, who had always been beaten, would dare to do such a ruthless attack today. It seemed that Jiang Xingzhi might not survive.

does not erupt in silence, but dies in silence.

What a wise saying!

Lu Qinghua was covered in blood, and she didn't know if it was her own or Jiang Xingzhi's. She sat on the ground dumbfounded, not saying a word, but it seemed to make people panic.

Although Lu Mo guessed that something was wrong, he was still a little surprised by the tragic situation in front of him. He took a deep look at Ye Qingqing who looked calm, this girl has grown.

"He wants to strangle me...I...I don't want to die..."

Lu Qinghua opened her mouth, her head dropped low, as if she was frightened, but in fact, the corners of her lips were raised, her eyes were clear, and she had never been as happy as now, but she remembered Ye Qingqing's words.

The more people there are, the more you have to pretend to be weak and miserable.

Ye Qingqing peeled off Lu Qinghua's collar, and there were blue and purple streaks around his neck. The handprint was obviously that of an adult man. The neighbors who had some sympathy for Jiang Xingzhi, immediately transferred their sympathy to Lu Qinghua.

"The rabbit dares to kick the eagle in a hurry. Lu Qinghua is forced to be in a hurry. No woman can stand it for so many years. This Jiang Xingzhi is really not a thing." A neighbor whispered.