C98

"Ling Mo!"

Just as the two men were facing each other, wensuho's voice was like a sharp flash of lightning.

Ling Mo slants his head and looks away from ah Fei's hopeless face. Turn to the culprit, wensuhe.

He has never forgotten the presence of this woman. Of course, he has never thought of letting her go. He just wants to leave her for the last time to let her taste the pain Su Qing just received.

No, he wants to make her more painful than Su Qing, ten times, a hundred times!

"Are you going to help him beg for mercy?"

Ling Mo cold vision with a trace of ridicule, this woman in the end think who they are? If Zhou Zhu hadn't stopped them again and again, how could she still have the chance to shout three times and drink four here?

But it doesn't matter what she does, as long as it doesn't violate his bottom line.

And his bottom line is Su Qing!

Now there is no reason for wensuhe to continue to live.

"Beg for mercy? For such a mean thing? "

Wensuhe didn't notice the killing breath on Lingmo's face. She was fearless all the time because she was the eldest lady of Wenjia.

At this time, she looked at the thugs who had worked hard for her just now. Eyes cold like a knife.

"Well? Don't worry. I'll clean them up and it's your turn. "

When Ling Mo said this, it was as if he was saying that "the weather is so good today", which was no longer normal, but it made Wen Suhe's pores suddenly tremble.

The moonlight shining in from the window fell on Ling Mo's body, as if he had plated a layer of silver paint on his white skin without a trace of blood color, which made people feel strange.

If he hadn't taken Su Qing's feelings into consideration before, he would have done more than cripple her. If only he had killed her directly, there would have been no such thing now.

This crazy woman can really make trouble. No wonder Wen's company is in a mess.

Wen Suhe doesn't know Ling Mo's disdain for her. Although Ling Mo's cold breath makes her feel a little flustered, she still feels that all this is under her control.

Ling Mo is to save Su Qing. No matter how powerful he is, he can only protect himself at most. So Su Qing is Ling Mo's biggest weakness!

So when she saw that ah Fei had fallen behind, she simply sent all the hired bodyguards to fight against Ling mo. While Ling Mo fights with them, he quietly pushes himself to Su Qing's side. At this time, she is standing beside Su Qing, looking at Ling Mo provocatively.

"Mr. Ling, don't you want to save Su Qing?"

Wen Suhe still smiles gracefully, one hand holding the wheelchair to support the balance of the body, the other hand holding a small pistol, the cold muzzle aimed at Su Qing's head.

Su Qing had no strength at this time, and her consciousness was lax. Her head was lying on the ground powerlessly, and her whole person was also soft to be slaughtered.

"You dare!"

Ling Mo see Su Qing again in danger, heart is a tight, finally appeared on the face of a second expression, called panic. He will never allow Su Qing to be hurt again!

It's his own negligence. He thought wensuhe was a girl, and he was paralyzed. He should have no action.

But he forgot to use wensuhe's method, and there was something he couldn't do. Even with an angel like face, in his eyes, she is an ugly woman.

"What do you want?"

Ling Mo slightly narrowed his eyes. His face was hard to see. He could not look any more ugly. He tried to resist the impulse to understand Wen Suhe directly.

At this time, Ling Mo's strength in hand can't be controlled. A Fei can't help but feel pain under his palm. He fainted with a "ah".

Ling Mo throws away the person on hand and walks towards Wen Suhe.

"Stop!" Wensuhe is not stupid enough to let him close to her. Now her only chip is Su Qing.

Thinking of this, she turned the muzzle of the gun to Su Qing's forehead, "the bullet doesn't have long eyes."

Ling Mo immediately stopped, he did not dare to bet with Su Qing.