"Mom, help me! I'm in so much pain! ”

The red blood slowly flowed down the wound in the palm of his hand on the table, Lu Liuchuan spasmed in pain, and his voice trembling when he shouted for help.

Feng Qing's heart trembled a few times, but he still didn't let go.

She's gambling.

Lu Zhanqing didn't dare to kill Liuchuan blatantly for the sake of softness; And the weight of softness in Lu Zhanqing's eyes is also heavier than forcing Liuchuan and Wen Siya to get married.

Feng Qing held the phone tightly and remained silent.

Lu Zhanqing pulled out the knife and stabbed it on Lu Liuchuan's shoulder again.

This time, Lu Liuchuan didn't scream, and fainted directly in pain.

"Still refusing to let go? The next stab, I'll poke him in the root. Lu Zhanqing carried the knife, his jaw tightened, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.

"Kill him. Anyway, the Lu family won't let you go. Two lives are worth one, and I earned it. ”

Feng Qing was unmoved, and looked at him calmly.

Lu Zhanqing's eyes narrowed slightly.

Time has become long, and every second is as long as a century.

Ding dong.

A prompt came from the mobile phone, Feng Qing lowered his head, glanced at the content of the text message, and a smile appeared on his stiff face: "Lu Zhanqing, your wife's finger was courier, don't you want to take a look?" ”

She turned and walked out of the villa.

From the bodyguard, a box was taken.

Returning to the living room, Feng Qing elegantly opened the lid of the box and said, "Lu Zhanqing, I heard that when Wen Rou was cut off his finger, he didn't shout a word of pain. What a stubborn girl, if it were my daughter-in-law, I would definitely not be willing to let her be treated so cruelly. And you, she saved your life, and you sacrificed her to consolidate your power. Tsk, my family is really not as ruthless as you. Lose in your hands, I am convinced. It's a pity that it's soft and soft......"

Feng Qing picked up the severed finger in the box and threw it at Lu Zhanqing.

Lu Zhanqing caught the white thin finger, and his face without waves finally fluctuated.

And the killing intent around him skyrocketed.

It seems like she could be killed at any moment!

Seeing this, Feng Qing was a little scared, but more happy.

"Thirty seconds to go, and your baby wife is going to be stabbed again. My family has rough skin and thick meat, and I can be rescued after a few more knives. I don't know how many knives your soft can withstand? ”

Feng Qing crossed his arms and gloated.

Lu Zhanqing stared at her with a straight gaze and did not speak.

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......"

Feng Qing pinched his watch and spoke.

And every time she said a number, the green tendons on Lu Zhanqing's forehead would jump.

"Three, two......"

Before the last 'one' could be spoken, he said in a deep voice: "I promise everything." ”

Feng Qing's heart was full of ecstasy, but he still said reservedly: "You release my family first." ”

Lu Zhanqing raised his chin slightly and gave the butler a look.

The housekeeper led the people neatly, dragged the bloody Lu Liuchuan, and walked to the outside of the villa.

"Where's the squish?"

"I'll send someone to bring her back." Feng Qing said, "Anyway, you haven't withdrawn yet, the report about my family's Liuchuan." I won't do anything to her. ”

Rolling her eyes, she said again: "You stabbed my family Liuchuan, should you apologize?" ”

"I'm sorry."

"Is it over with a word of sorry? I want you to kneel! ”

Feng Qing originally wanted to save Liuchuan and left immediately.

But I was really angry, so I made this request.

It only takes two minutes to kneel.

She just needs to leave as soon as possible.

Feng Qing looked at Lu Zhanqing wildly, "Can't kneel?" Don't forget, gentleness is in my hands. ”

"Sir."

The housekeeper furrowed his brows, trying to stop Lu Zhanqing from insulting himself.

But Lu Zhanqing was silent for a few seconds, slowly supported his arms, and wanted to kneel on the ground.

Feng Qing became more and more proud.

And yet, at this moment—

A crisp voice came from the door of the living room, "Tell my husband to kneel, with my permission?" ”