Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Tu picked up his phone and found that it had been hung up. I don't know if it was hanging from Mo Jingshen or if there was a problem with the phone.

He turned impatiently and gave an eye to the two men, who rushed forward quickly to lift the season warmth off the ground and lift her onto the only metal frame in that dark warehouse.

Just when it was put on, the cold touch on the metal frame made the season warm and tremble, lying high, it was only through the light of a strong light flashlight that I saw a table next to it with several things on it.

A needle that doesn't know what medicine it contains.

A knife, a gun.

A very high black bottle.

And the rope.

There are several other things she wouldn't even dare to imagine in a normal environment.

Is this the top ten places of torture? Or what?

Seasonal warmth looked at those things rigidly, until Tu came too far and saw the obvious fear under her eyes, and he coldly said: “After noon tomorrow, Mojing is five minutes late, I will let you personally feel the wonderful flavor of any one of them. ”

Tu picked up the needle and played with it in his hand. “You know what this is? ”

Seasonal warmth stared at the needle in his hand and saw a few drops of liquid squeezed out of the needle. Suddenly, he felt cold on the back of his spine, slowly curling up his body on the cold metal shelf, afraid that he would inject what was in the needle into his body.

Instead, Tu slowly reached out to her with a needle and put a sharp needle close to her arm. When he saw the intense panic in her eyes, he laughed: “This syringe is one of the most difficult drugs in the world for almost two decades. How many people have died and lost their lives because of it, and how many have committed suicide because they can't stop it...”

Ji warm's eyes opened unbelievably, Tu stared at her too cold: "For the price you just pissed me off, guess what I should punish you now? ”

Seasonal warmth took a deep breath and tried desperately to pull her hand out of his hand, but Tu looked at her struggling face with a cold smile. She continued to press her wrist to death and directly stuck it in her skin.

“No! No...” Seasonal warmth struggles.

“Be honest with me! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will take your life now! Fucking bitch. Son!" Tu pressed her body too hard and stuck the needle directly into her arm, screaming painfully when the season warmed.

Tu Tai hasn't pushed the medicine from the needle into her body yet, suddenly, a strange drip of alarm sounded outside the warehouse, Tu Tai's expression instantly turned to look at the two men in the warehouse: “What's going on? How could they have traced the signal so quickly? How dare you blast our signal shield? The newest shields from England can't stop the tech dogs in base XI?! ”

When those two men heard the warning drip, they panicked instantly, turned their eyes and looked ugly, even angry at Atsuta, who was going to kill him: "Brother, since the signal location has been found, I'm afraid they'll be here soon, the Shine Group is already a giant player in global science and technology, not to mention there are many drilling armies in the XI base. The technology-enablers, they're blasting at a faster rate than we thought, so what do we do? You're taking people away? Still put this woman in your hand as a threat..."

Tu suddenly pulled out the needle and looked cold at the still wet season warmth that had escaped the heist because he had not been injected. "Take it away! ”

After all, Tu turned around too quickly and walked out quickly. Seasonal Warm didn't really understand what was happening right now. Just knew that what was in the needle wasn't injected into him. What was the blasting of the signal in the air? These are all areas she has not dealt with.

Those two men then lifted her straight up and went out against her.

“Where are you taking me...” Seasons warm and painful and powerless hanging on their shoulders, very light voice, blurred blood in front of them, the whole person seemed to fall into hell, not knowing when it was the end.

But the only thing that's clear in her mind right now is... she can't let Mo Jing show up... she can't let him come...

He cannot be threatened because of her.

Can't let him take that risk.

If for a long time, Seasonal Warm did not understand that Mo Jingsheng pushed her away in order to change her life trajectory, she did not understand why he had to force her to leave by such means as hurting her, let her go far away, not to mention how he could bear all the pain as if he did not feel, she hated that he did not consider her feelings.

But now in this environment, the season warms suddenly.

It turns out that one's greatest love is to prefer to bear all the suffering one can't bear, rather than let the other suffer alone.

It was only at this moment that I finally understood Mojing's deep indulgence.

He just wants her to live.

Because of love, so bear for her, because of love, so let her leave in short pain, live well, grow well, because of love, and handle everything she can't do without her complete knowledge.

In order to keep her alive and at ease, he had survived without saying a word or even reading, not even making a single phone call, where she did not know.

Just like she is today.

I'd rather he didn't know anything, I'd rather he didn't hear her, I'd rather he didn't risk it for her.

At least he's going to live.

Never be threatened.

Seasonal Warm didn't know what the three men were panicking about, but when she was resisted, she was suddenly covered with a black cloth over her head, and a car seemed to come next to her, and the two people who stood up to her opened the door and threw her straight in.

Seasonal warmth fell in the car, she didn't have the strength to sit up, she was screaming all over her body, the area behind her shoulder injury seemed no longer bleeding, but she had a headache from those previous collisions, like a mess, her ears buzzing.

All she could feel was the anxiety of those people to drive away, but she couldn't understand what they were saying.

Because they are speaking Khmer in Cambodia, not Chinese or English, which she can understand anymore.

One of the men driving the car said in Cambodian: “Brother, we only took this woman to threaten that control, but if he had traced us to where we were hiding, this woman was a time bomb for us, I think we should drop her now! ”