Ling Yi's face turned blue with anger, he directly grabbed her neck, and roared viciously, "So what?

I am revenge, I just want to make you miserable, even if you die, I will take you to the funeral! ”

"Heh......" Jian Junxi's face turned red, looking at Ling Yiren's sour appearance, the corners of his lips pulled out a mocking sneer.

"Dare to laugh, I'll kill you!" Ling Yiren's eyes were scarlet, and his blood was boiling with anger, like an angry lion, holding a gun to her forehead.

When he was about to shoot, the man on the side said coldly: "Miss Ling, don't forget the point!" ”

Ling Yiren suddenly came back to his senses, raised his hand and slapped Jian Junxi again, and in the same position, the bright red five finger prints were particularly dazzling.

The hot pain quickly reached the nerve center through the skin, and Jian Junxi lay on the ground with a dying breath, as if a ball of dead air was coiled around his body, motionless.

"Woo woo woo ......." Mo Zixuan and Mo Chen burst into tears.

It felt like a beast was biting at the heart, and I wanted to gnaw it off one bite at a time, and then chew it again, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

"Hand over the stuff!" Ling Yi let out a thunderous roar.

Jian Junxi slowly raised his eyes, and the whole person was like a wanderer who was struggling to breathe in the wind and rain, and said lightly: "Let them go......"

"What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me!" Ling Yiren kicked her hard, her red lips sneering at her.

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi spasmed in pain and gasped.

Ling Yiren forcibly ripped off her bag and threw it to the man on the side.

After taking it, the man began to rummage inside, but did not find what he wanted, and shook his head at Ling Yiren.

She immediately rummaged through her pockets, and the more she flipped through them, her face darkened, because there was nothing in her pockets except a bag of black pills and a mobile phone.

"Where's the thing?" Ling Yiren's cold eyes were filled with sinisterity.

Jian Junxi's eyes were red with tears, cold sweat dripped to the ground, and he said clearly: "If you want something, let them go, otherwise, you won't get anything!" ”

Ling Yiren turned around abruptly, walked in front of Mo Zixuan with a cold face, and directly pressed the gun against his forehead, exuding a violent aura all over his body.

said casually: "Just let me see, is it your hard mouth?" It's still his life! ”

Jian Junxi raised his head with tears in his eyes, and his crimson eyes contained endless grief.

Mo Zixuan looked at her, his black and white eyes were full of tears, and his grief was unspeakable......

Seeing this, Ling Yiren raised a playful sneer on the corner of his lips, and suddenly stood in front of Mo Zixuan, blocking their line of sight.

"Bang......" A sudden gunfire pierced the sky.

Jian Junxi clenched his fists and shouted hoarsely, "Don't ......"

"Woo woo woo ......" Mo Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, and his face turned red in anxiety.

Jian Junxi's voice was so light that it seemed to have been blown away by a gust of wind, and only she could hear it.

Her spine tightened, and a chill made her shiver uncontrollably.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I missed a little bit......" Ling Yiren picked up the short hair on Mo Zixuan's shoulders and said in horror.

"How? Do you say it or don't you say it? Her calm tone was full of threat.

Suddenly turned his head to look at Jian Junxi on the ground, and a mocking sneer rose at the corner of his lips.

"I'm ...... now So he sent for it...... Don't touch him! Jian Junxi stretched out his hand to pick up the mobile phone on the ground.

Ling Yiren strode over, white sneakers stepping on his white and slender hands

(End of chapter)