Chapter 142 162, Treating Fat Balls

Ling Tianqi is not the Holy Mother.

If they don't have the power to protect themselves, if they really fall into their hands, will they let themselves go?

If you think about it with your heels, you know that it is you who has lost your hands, feet and eyes now.

Not only that, but the family property will be plundered, and the mother will be angry to death......

In her previous life, she had suffered this kind of heartache.

So in this life, she will never be soft-hearted.

"Eye, I want my right eye."

Looking at Brother Pang who was hesitant, Ling Tianqi said coldly.

"Big ...... Miss, she is already like this, can she ......" Brother Pang's trembling hand was about to lose his grip on the knife.

"Yes, with your eyes."

Ling Tianqi said indifferently.

Pang Ge trembled.

At this time, his hands were covered with blood, and the handle of the knife was slippery and greasy, so he closed his eyes and stabbed hard.

"Ah......" Jiang Yunfang let out a wail, she was woken up by the pain.

"Eyes, my eyes ......" Jiang Yunfang rolled on the bed, blood stained everywhere.

Brother Pang seemed to have exhausted all his strength, threw the knife, hid in the corner of the bed and gasped for breath.

It's horrible!

Eyes covered with blood all over the bed......

There is also an eyeball with a severed hand and foot......

What's even more terrifying is the girl who is indifferent throughout the whole process!

If he knew that this was the result, he would not dare to disobey the order of the eldest lady to kill him.

Jiang Yunfang's voice gradually weakened after a few shouts, and she gasped and said, "Brother Pang, you can do well, kill me with one sword." ”

Brother Pang glanced at Ling Tianqi, Ling Tianqi: "Why are you still stunned?" Stop the bleeding for her. ”

The casual and brisk tone was as if Jiang Yunfang had just accidentally cut a cut and asked him to help put a band-aid.

Brother Pang indiscriminately tied Jiang Yunfang's wound with a pillow towel sheet, and he only had one idea now: follow all the instructions of the eldest lady, so as to send this fierce god away as soon as possible.

Ling Tianqi didn't want Jiang Yunfang to die.

She wants to let her live worse than death, let her be tortured by pain day and night, let her watch her family harmony and parental love, and let her watch how her daughter falls into the abyss step by step.

After such a toss, Jiang Yunfang only breathed faintly, and she suddenly scolded with all her might: "Ling Tianqi, you little bitch, you demon!" You don't have to die well! You were hit by a car and burned to death without a place to bury......"

Ling Tianqi smiled: "You think I'm going to be angry and kill you in a fit of rage?" Stop dreaming. Bear with me, and someone will take you to the hospital in a while. ”

Jiang Yunfang scolded for a while, his breath gradually weakened, his voice was almost inaudible, and his consciousness began to blur and he muttered to himself: "I curse you to hell......"

Ling Tianqi ignored her, "Brother Pang, now it's your turn." ”

Pang Ge's eyes were frightened, his body shrank to the point that he couldn't shrink anymore, and stammered, "I'...... I'm done with ......"

"Which hand did you point a gun at me just now? Oh, the right hand ......" Before the words fell, there was a "bang", and the bullet flew out and hit Brother Pang's right hand.

Pang Ge was sweating like pulp, but he endured it and didn't make any sound.

He was afraid that provoking Ling Tianqi would provoke a more severe punishment.

Ling Tianqi picked up the tablecloth and wiped off his fingerprints on the pistol, and threw the gun on the table, "I can find you wherever you are, you can do it yourself." ”

After saying that, he opened the window and jumped out.

Brother Pang's tense spirit finally relaxed, and he couldn't support himself and lay on the bed all of a sudden, ignoring the blood stains on the bed, panting like a fish on the shore.

But before he could catch his breath, suddenly there was a sound of shouting and fighting outside.