Chapter 993

Mo Lingwei let go of her fingers, and the crutch fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and slid down the stairs step by step.

Mo Lingwei held onto the escalator tightly with the other hand, her body was so stiff that she couldn't move, she stared at Feng Shaojin who suddenly appeared.

Feng Shaojin was covered in blood, especially on the shoulder. There was still a black hole from the muzzle of the gun on the brand new clothes. It looked like his face was clean. He should have cleaned up the wound and tidied it up. After changing his clothes, he rushed over.

The two sides confronted each other, neither was willing to back down, but Mu Qing and the others were clearly at a disadvantage.

Mo Lingwei asked unwillingly: "You, why are you here?"

At this time, shouldn't Feng Shaojin be thanking the eldest lady of the He family, He Jingshu, in Feng Mansion for the guests who came to their engagement banquet?

Feng Shaojin sneered: "So, this moment is what you've all been waiting for?"

Mu Qing heard the overtones: "Feng Shaojin, you always knew?"

Feng Shaojin narrowed his deep phoenix eyes, the bottom of which was covered with red and blood, showing exhaustion and despair: "Besides this day, when else will you have the opportunity to barge in so brazenly?

From the moment I learned that Mo Lingyuan left you in the south, I knew that this day would come. "

Gu Wei raised his hand again, and several people escorted the unarmed Gong Su in.

Feng Shaojin looked up at Mo Lingwei: "As last time, did you choose to stay, or did you choose to let him die?"

Gong Su's mouth was sealed. Hearing this, he shook his head desperately at Mo Lingwei.

Mu Qing suddenly became confused, it doesn't matter if they died, if the second son of the palace got involved in this dispute because of the eldest lady of the Mo family and lost his life, the Mo family in Jincheng would never have a peaceful day.

It's just that the second son of the palace shouldn't have stayed at the meeting point they agreed on, how could he be caught by Feng Shaojin so quickly.

The only hope slipped away from the front.

Mo Lingwei was desperate, her eyes dimmed, "You promise me, let them go, don't hurt any of them, I promise you, stay!"

Mu Qing was reluctant: "Miss."

"Let's go." Mo Lingwei gritted her teeth: "If you keep the green mountains, you won't have to worry about no firewood. As long as you are alive, you will have opportunities."

Gu Wei shouted loudly: "Take it away."

The guards confiscated their weapons, and pushed Gong Su, Mu Qing and the others out of the courtyard.

Gu Wei took a deep look at Mo Lingwei, took everyone out, and closed the door of the other courtyard.

Only Feng Shaojin who was standing downstairs and Mo Lingwei who was standing in the middle of the long stairs were left in the hall.

There were bursts of laughter outside the courtyard door.

Mo Lingwei looked out through the wide open window, and saw Feng Shaojin's subordinates were teasing Gong Su, and a group of people pushed and shoved him.

Gong Sugui is the second son of the palace family, and he has skills. He has never been humiliated like this. He raised his hand and punched the guard who angered him on the nose.

The group had been waiting for this moment, so they rushed forward, pressed Gong Su to the ground, and kicked him.

Two fists are hard to reach four hands.

Even though Gong Su has three heads and six arms, he is not the opponent of so many people.

Killing is nothing more than nodding.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

Mo Lingwei's heart tightened when she saw it, and she hurriedly rushed down the stairs, shouting hoarsely: "Stop, you all stop!"

Feng Shaojin saw her running down with both feet intact, she didn't look like someone with unbearable ankle pain at all.

The darkness in the bottom of the eyes surged, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time surged up in an instant...