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Ling Mo is now standing at the place where Su Qing disappeared yesterday. He closes his eyes and carefully feels the breath left by Su Qing.

He can feel that Su Qing is not far away, but her breath is very weak. Has something happened?

Ling Mo thought Su Qing may have been in danger, can not help but speed up the pace.

He wants to save Su Qing as soon as possible.

In the factory -

"wensuhe, do you think you can get Lingmo by doing this? You poor man, no one will ever love you, ever

Su Qing, who had already closed her eyes in despair, reopened her eyes at the moment when the masked man was about to touch her body.

With her last strength, she stabbed a sharp knife at the most painful part of wensuhe.

There is a dragon spring on the tongue, killing is invisible.

But this sentence became the last straw to crush wensuhe's defense.

"You, all together, don't be merciful!"

Wen Suhe gives an order, and the gangsters who have already rubbed their hands around are just like leeches who see blood, smiling at Su Qingxie and swarming up.

Su Qing feels that there are countless hands touching her body. They are tearing at her clothes, but she can only bear it passively.

At this moment, she thought of Ling Mo's tenderness, his kiss is so soft and sweet, with lovers' caress. Su Qing never knew that it was supposed to be an intimate affair between lovers. It turned out that changing the object would be so disgusting.

She missed Ling Mo, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, chin, the temperature of his skin, his short hair and the breath from his pores.

It seems that I can only come here. Ling Mo, I'm sorry. If I have a next life, I'll know you.

Su Qing let out a beautiful smile and used the knife in her hand to scratch her wrist.

However, at the moment when the blade was about to touch her skin, her subconscious voice, which had been waiting for a long time, finally came!

"Su Su!"

Are you hallucinating?

I used to hear that people would see the illusion of their favorite person before they died.

She felt as if she had seen Ling Mo, was she really about to die.

Yes, it must be an illusion, but it's a good thing to hear it at the last moment of your life? Let yourself be immersed in this beautiful illusion.

Su Qing thought like this, silently closed his eyes again, the action on the hand that originally Dunzhu began to continue.

But the next moment, she felt that she was hugged into a familiar and warm embrace. It was like Ling Mo was really around her.

"Lingmo."

Su Qing unconsciously called out the name of the person in her heart. But unexpectedly, her call was really answered.

"Susu, here I am! Don't be afraid, I'll take you out now! "

Ling Mo has already killed red eyes at this moment. His reason has long been in the basement to open the door to see Su Qing naked, lifeless lying there when it has broken.

He swept away the scum around Su Qing.

The thugs on the ground were overturned before they could react. Of course, they were unconvinced. Some of them wanted to fight against Ling Mo, but Ling Mo held their neck directly.

Only heard a click, the thug is like being abandoned the whole body, soft lying down at the foot of Ling mo.

People next to Ling Mo see so terrible want to escape, Ling Mo was also a fly kicked in the back, directly stepped on the foot.

The masked man seems to have more vitality. He takes advantage of Ling Mo's back and doesn't pay attention to him. He picks up the chair that used to bind Su Qing and smashes it on Ling Mo's head.

But did not expect that others just rushed past, Ling Mo just like the back of the head with long eyes like a fierce look back.

The masked man has never seen such a cruel look in his eyes. If his eyes could hurt people, the masked man thought he might have been cut to death ten thousand times.

He was frightened by Ling Mo's eyes and forgot his action for a moment.

At the moment when he was relaxed, Ling Mo pressed the mask man's hand with his backhand, and with a great effort, the chair knocked heavily on the mask man's head.

However, this is not enough. Although the masked man's head has been smashed, the mask on his face has cracked, and a big button has been cut on his forehead by the edge of the chair. At this moment, blood is constantly flowing down.

Ling Mo raised the chair again and went down to the head of the masked man with a bloody face. He thought it was a killing machine. His heart lost its temperature and feelings, and other people's lives were not worth a hair to him.

In the face of this pile of social scum in the room, Ling Mo has only one idea, that is to kill!

These people, those who hurt Su Qing, will die!The fresh blood splashed on Ling Mo's face, which made his pale skin even whiter. Red blood, bloodless face, with a black Ling mo. Let Ling Mo look like Shura reincarnation.

Because of his anger, Ling Mo's forehead is full of veins, and his face is extremely ferocious. His left hand has been dyed red by blood, and now he is dripping blood drop by drop.

The people in the room were frightened by Ling Mo's appearance, and they all held their breath, even the atmosphere did not dare to come out, for fear that Ling Mo would be furious and angry with himself.

But there are always people who are not afraid of death who want to fight to death.

"Go to hell!"

A gangster with a knife in his hand is going to chop Ling mo.

They are very close to each other. According to common sense, normal people can't avoid this attack. Even if Ling Mo retreats temporarily, he will be hurt by his own blade.

But is Ling Mo an ordinary person? His action is several times faster than that of human beings. Just a flash, the gangster can see that Ling Mo has no shadow in front of him.

When he reacted and turned his head to look for Ling Mo's position, suddenly his forehead was severely concentrated with a heavy object.

The gangster all fell back because of the force, but before he fell to the ground, he was hit by a knife of Lingmo.

"You

Several gangsters nearby were also stagnant when they saw the tragedy of the people on the ground. A very bad premonition flashed through their minds. Maybe all the people in this room can't go out alive today.

So what? If you don't want to die, you'd better take advantage of the large number of people and do it!

Several gangsters standing in the dark of the room exchanged colors with each other and silently picked up the utensils in the room that wensuhe was going to teach Su Qing.

Some gangsters are lucky enough to get knives and daggers, while others hold sticks and iron bars. Unfortunately, I have to copy something in my hand. Anyway, it's better than unarmed.

Ling Mo just finished solving the problem on the ground at this time. He took out a well-made handkerchief from his pocket and slowly wiped the blood on his hands over there.

These people are really dirty, although Ling Mo longs for the nourishment of blood. But this kind of scum's blood, he didn't want to drink it, even smelled it and felt sick.

For Ling Mo, these people can't be regarded as human beings. They have already died in Ling Mo's eyes.

For the rest, it's only a matter of time before we lose our lives.

He gave a death smile. Do these people think they have bullied Su Qing and want to live? If they have the courage to enter this room, they are doomed to die and go out alive!