A man picked up a piece of chilled steel pipe and held it up high. His hands accumulated strength and he was about to hit Lin Mo-chen. He was so worried that he didn’t dare to look at it. He closed his eyes tightly and his body trembled like a weak willow branch in the wind 2.
Suddenly, she heard a gunshot, followed by a metal steel pipe hitting the ground. Lu You opened her eyes and saw that the bearer was Tang poetry. She was holding a gun in her hand, followed by four others. Her heart fell back to its original place. Fortunately, Tang poetry came and saved Lin Mo-chen’s life less! In Tang poetry, when Lin Mo-chen was injured on the ground, she was deeply distressed. If Lu was not moved, the man who loved her more than his life.
Tang poetry also squatted with trembling fingers, and I didn’t know where to touch him. Because his face was covered with blood, her tears rustled and dripped on Lin Mochen’s face.
As soon as Lin Mochen grasped the Tang poetry, he wanted to touch his face. Tang poetry!
This effort to name a name contains too much monstrous anger, and the Tang poet was held by him as if he had broken it. She had amnesia to deceive him, and the trick was so full that she secretly colluded with Chi Yiming to put Lu You in danger.
Brother Mochen, I hurt! Tang poetry tried to withdraw his hand, but he held it tighter.
Tang poetry struggled to break free, and her hand was unconscious, as if it were not her hand.
She got up and looked at Chi Yiming with cold eyes and anger Chi Yiming! You said you wouldn’t touch him! How can you promise me this and what do you do now?
I don’t kill him, he will kill me! What do you think you would do? Chi Yiming asked her, I just fooled you first or you won’t help me! Blame it on you for wanting to borrow my hand too much to get rid of Lu’s worries, otherwise it wouldn’t have caused the present result. All this is caused by you, not me!
Chi Yiming, you bastard! Tang poetry said to Olson, Kill him!
Miss Tang, I’m not your hand! Olson gave her a cold look. I want to show you what you’ve done to MoChen because of your stupidity! If this is what you call love, it’s killing me!
His poisonous tongue and sarcastic expression made Tang poetry even more blocked in the chest.
It’s not me, it’s her! Tang poetry denied that it was all about Lu’s worries.
You don’t admit it, but I didn’t expect you to wake up anyway. Olson pointed his gun at Chi Yiming.
Chi Yiming took Lu’s sorrow as a hostage and buckled his arms to block the danger for him, but he did not dare to move.
Give me the gun and I’ll kill him! Tang poetry Dao
I won’t give you a chance but you are selfish! Olson wouldn’t be so stupid to give Tang poetry a gun. She doesn’t know if it’s Lu’s sorrow, so even if Lin Mo-chen wasn’t killed by Chi Yiming, he would be so angry. He wouldn’t be so stupid.
Tang poetry turned pale. I didn’t expect Olson to say this about her, but she would do the same when she got the gun, because she made Lin Mo-chen desperate for her life and was beaten like this by Chi Yiming. Is this still the arrogant Lin Mo-chen? He is like this because of Lu’s sorrow! She hates Lu You for taking away the love of her life! Ruined her life!
Yes, I just want to kill her! It was she who did this to Brother Murchen and did this to me! Tang poetry angrily pointed to Lu’s sorrow, I even have a broken heart!
Tang poetry has now made no secret of her hatred for Lu! Lin Mo-chen lay on the ground and heard this. He struggled to get up very hard. He was in great pain, dripping with sweat. He clenched his teeth and bit his lips and tried his best to get up. His body was a little shaky and he was about to fall down.
Olson quickly held Lin Mochen in the front. Don’t be brave!
While Olson was unprepared, Tang poetry was going to grab the gun in his hand. But who was Olson? How could that skill make Tang poetry close to him? He threw the Tang poetry away violently, and she bumped into a person behind her. That person was also caught off guard. He was also knocked down by Tang poetry, and both of them fell and scraped their palms and knees together.
The man said to Tang poetry, Miss Tang, are you all right?
Tang poetry ignored the man, grabbed the pistol from his hand, picked it up and pointed it at Chi Yiming and Lu You.
Tang poetry! Stop it! Lin Mo-chen’s heart suddenly stopped when he saw the gun in Tang poetry’s hand aimed at landing sorrow.
Tang Shigen didn’t listen to Lin Mo-chen. The more he stopped her, the more she wanted to get rid of her worries about land. She pulled the trigger with strong revenge and hatred. At this moment, Lin Mo-chen felt that the blood in his body was frozen. He couldn’t control his own serious injury. He broke away from Olson and supported the whole people to pounce on Tang poetry, but Chi Yiming pushed away his worries about land at this critical moment. It was a fatal blow for him to raise his gun at Lin Mo-chen skillfully.
The Tang poetry can successfully hold Lin Mo-chen in his arms. Olson also shot Chi Yiming’s hands and legs neatly. The gun in his hand fell and then blood dripped from his body on his knees. The scene was very chaotic. Except for Olson, they all fell down. Olson brought his hand. He quickly made Chi Yiming want to fight back, and he was also loosened to save her tears. She was still in shock. This is the first time that she has a real experience that she will never forget.
Her hands were tied and her wrists were worn out by the friction with the rope, and her blood was soaked in the rope. Lu You ran to Lin Mo-chen when she came together, but she fell down because of her physical weakness. She still gritted her teeth and climbed and rolled to Lin Mo-chen’s side. Lin Mo-chen fell to the ground, and Tang poetry protected him. It was unclear who it was or the two of them.
Husband, how are you? Lu sorrow trembled, and fear floated in her heart and flooded her like a tide.
Still won’t die … Lin Mo-chen smiled with relief and Lu You smiled, but the tears also fell.
Olson directly pushed Lin Mo-chen’s body against the Tang poetry to open it, but the Tang poetry hand gripped Lin Mo-chen’s clothes tightly. No!
She struggled to spit out these two words, shortness of breath, a ferocious bullet hole in her left back, and blood was constantly flowing.
Brother Mo Chen … Tang poetry called Lin Mo Chen.
Lin Mo-chen watched her gradually lose her color, and her face seemed to be the most beautiful flower in spring.
Don’t talk to keep your strength Lin Mo Chen light way