Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

She did not want to drag him back into the city, as he had hoped, but did not expect the group to lurk in the cabin.

He must not be threatened because of her, otherwise Mo Jingdeep does not know what kind of danger he will face.

If, three years ago, she was able to escape alive in the cave of thieves who had been in Cambodia, and she had never been afraid of such a catastrophe, she would not let them succeed even if she died now.

Seasonal Warm has never spoken or made any noise, just shut her mouth and turn her head away from the phone that has been affixed to her ear.

Tu's eyes were frozen: "It's a stubborn temper, why? Don't you want your husband to come and save you? ”

Seasonal warmth did not answer, but just opened his eyes. He looked in front of him with no expression and was full of murderous men. The look in her eyes was obviously saying to him: "Don't you dare!

Mo Jingdeep opens at the other end of the phone: "Seasonal warmth, talk. ”

Mo Jingdeep voice is in the ear, season warm withstood the pain inside and the fear in this environment. In any case, she did not want to be his burden, but still looked cold at the man who almost ripped off his scalp at this moment. Her face grew white due to the pain, but still bite his teeth without saying a word.

Tu let go of her hair too suddenly, but her face was stirred directly with a slap. The loud slap made the ink on the other side of the phone reveal a strong under-eye, cold eyes: "Seasonal warmth! ”

The whole person who was beaten by Seasonal Warm planted in the past, the force was so large that she crashed against the wall next to her, her face had a hot pain, her head hit the wall harder, the pain she had only a low “hiss”, but it was just a small low gasp, still no more sound.

“I wanted to have fun with you, but I hate stubborn, uncooperative women like you!” Tu pulled her hair up again, dragged her straight out more than two meters away, and threw her hard on the ground when the season was warm enough to force her to swallow the scream back: “Don't talk, right? I've got a lot of ways for him to see how you're being miserable, and you want him to see how you're being ravaged by me on his mobile video. You beat him up? ”

As Tu said, he kicked his feet hard against the almost paralyzed season. He kicked her directly in the stomach. Seasonal warmth immediately fell to the ground. Almost instinctively, his body curled up to cover his stomach, until his lips were bitten and bleeding, but he still refused to make a sound.

Though Mo Jing was on the other side of the phone, he could not hear the warm season, but Tu's movement was too loud. The dark side of Mo Jing looked at the signal position of the searcher on the other computer next to him, holding the phone dead, the tighter the five fingers, the longer the finger joint was already white.

“Or won't talk?” Tu looked at the woman who had fallen to the ground, pulled her up again, and then slapped her on the face, which had just been punched in half swollen. At the same time, she was kicked to the ground. Season-warming, the whole person was kicked backwards, and then hit the corner of the metal frame next to her, not knowing exactly how sharp it was on the metal shelf, just knowing what stabbed her behind her shoulder, instantly hurting her whole person was trembling, her back was also instantly stained with blood and large pieces.

“Yeah, it's bleeding.” Tu smiled and looked at the woman who fell on the floor with her eyes closed, tears on her face, blood on the corner of her mouth, and blood marks on the back of her shoulder. Her face was almost as pale as a dead person, but she still refused to scream.

He squinted his eyes and suddenly gave an eye to the two men who walked in through the door.

The two men nodded their heads and turned outside to find two basins of water with ice sludge and drained directly onto the body of the season. The ice slowly opened their eyes from the semi-conscious when the season warmed up. It was still dark in front of them, and their whole body ached. At this moment, the power to even scream was gone.

When she woke up, Tu walked past her step by step and slowly squatted beside her. She looked at her as if she was looking at an ant that would be trampled to death by herself at any moment. “If you don't talk any more, my brothers will let you know what is really worse than death. I don't know what it's like to be a woman who has slept deep in ink. This skin is white and tender, and red and swollen after two strokes...”

Mrs. Tu's hand touched her face twice.

Seasonal Warm suddenly held her face aside and tried to avoid his hand. At this time, Atsuki handed her the phone to show her her her eyes and let her talk.

If someone as cautious as Mr. Control could never hear the woman's voice, I'm afraid even a hundred people who believed the woman was indeed his wife would not have acted in vain.

The woman must be given a voice, he must be sure that she is indeed his woman, and the control dimension, which has always been calm, must be disrupted. Otherwise, their plans will only remain stalled and have been of no benefit to them in Los Angeles. There is no greater danger than in Cambodia, and there is still too much danger in wanting to act here.

Season Warm glanced at the phone he handed over and still didn't speak, but his eyes seemed hesitant, slowly lifting some pain and some stiff hand gestures to pick up the phone.

Tu stared at her too cold to give her the phone directly, but still held the position she had been given.

Just moments after the warmth of the season raised her hand and touched the phone, she didn't know where the strength came from. She snapped her hand off his hand, and the moment the phone landed, the screen broke instantly, but the phone didn't hang up as she wanted.

“Fu.ck!” Tu scolded too suddenly, lifting his feet against the warmth of the season and kicking him again.

This time the warmth of the season was kicked into her unbearable, muffled, even though the sound was small, the phone landed next to her, and the sound went through the phone's amplifier into the deep ear of the ink.

There is silence and red on the deep end of the ink scene, the phone is already speakerphone amplified, and the people behind it can hear it.

“Mr. Moore.” In such a tense rage, AK watched the signal set on the computer screen and suddenly whispered.

Mo Jing turned around deeply and saw where the signal was, instantly disconnected the phone, picked up the e-car key and walked straight out.

K. and the others rushed to catch up, and the urgent announcement was already on their way to Nam Heng. However, when they hung up, they raised their eyes and saw the black Land Cruiser, which had just gotten into Ink View, rushing at a terrible speed towards the location where the signal point was!