Bo Liangyin suddenly woke up. What had she done just now? She actually felt pity for him, but she cut off Zuo Xiao's life because of her own selfishness. No, absolutely not.
Bo Liangyin, who was furious, broke away from Mo Jingyu's arms, rushed to Zuo Xiao's side, and started brutally killing those men in black. The strong smell of blood and shrill wails could be heard in his ears.
She didn't care, as long as they died, Zuo Xiao's hope of living would increase, so they just went to die.
Boss.
Zuo Xiao's eyes looked through the slight gap at Bo Liangyin, who was like a hell Shura, and felt warm in his heart. Although his consciousness was getting farther and farther away from him, he could make the boss risk his life and come over to him, and he would die.
It was worth it. At least my death was worthwhile. I was not alone, but my sister...
"Zuo Xiao, if you dare to die, even if you go to hell, I will drag you out and crush your bones and ashes."
Bo Liangyin's angry roar made him tremble for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly. Just such a smile made him want to use all his strength.
Boss, it's great to be saved by you, it's great to be by your side, it's really good, but he has no strength anymore.
"Zuo Xiao, Zuo Xiao... Zuo Xiao..."
There was no time, so she gave up on the other man in black who was still struggling in pain, took out the phone from her pocket and was about to make a call, but was startled by a deafening gunshot, and then the phone fell to the ground, and the screen
A fragmented black hole, with a red dot visible through the carpet.
The mobile phone was scrapped. There must always be a phone in the room. She looked around like crazy, and sure enough there was a phone on the white desk next to the floor-to-ceiling window. She staggered over and picked up the phone to call the emergency center.
"Zuo Xiao, you can't die, you can't die, you must live. I will find a doctor right now..."
Sensing someone coming from behind, she turned around and gave the person a fierce look, "If you dare to stop me again, I will really kill you."
Mo Jingyu frowned tightly, but for his own purpose, he cut off the phone line ruthlessly and threw a word to Bo Liangyin when she became furious the next moment.
"Bo Liangyin, as long as you beg me, I will let you save him immediately, as long as you beg me."
Bo Liangyin stared at him blankly for a few seconds, her face as pale as paper.
Begging him? He said begging him? How is that possible?
However, Zuo Xiao cannot die. Zuo Xiao is not a subordinate to her, he is a brother, a brother.
"I beg you to save him." Finally, she fell to her knees heavily on the ground, lowering her head and hiding her expression from her hair.
It doesn't matter if you kneel down, as long as you can save Zuo Xiao,
Mo Jingyu didn't expect that she would actually beg for mercy for that man, and the anger that was held in his chest could not be vented at all.
"Beiyun, take him out and revive him." His voice was dry and hard, filled with heaven-defying anger.
The door opened in response, and a short-haired woman who was as capable as a man walked in. She looked intently, stepped forward, pulled Zuo Xiao's arm without mercy, put it on her shoulder with a slight force, and walked out.
room.
Zuo Xiao finally died, and Bo Liangyin felt that all the strength in his body was suddenly drained, and he lay weakly on the ground, regardless of whether the ground was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
"Lie, change the room and take care of this place." Seven people were killed and one was injured on the ground. It was obvious that she was not merciful at all.
Lie didn't even blink his eyebrows. He bowed and walked to the east wall of the room. He pressed a button embedded in the wall and a secret door slowly opened. Mo Jingyu picked up Bo Liangyin and walked through the door.
Her eyes were dull now, her clothes were messy, and she was stained with blood. She didn't care what someone was doing to her.
Mo Jingyu walked in slowly with his tall body, holding a leather whip embedded with iron in his hand, and waved it in the air a few times. The sound echoed in the air, sending chills all over his body.
"You..." He wants to commit violence?
Bo Liangyin looked at her sharply contracted pupils and was very satisfied with her current reaction. If he made a move later and she looked like a corpse, he would lose interest.
"Don't be afraid, you deserve this. After all, my anger has not been vented yet, or do you want me to find the man who touched you?" He said, reaching out and swiping on her smooth arm.
After hearing these words, Bo Liangyin was completely speechless. This scumbag was still a threat.
Unexpectedly, her silence made the anger in Mo Jingyu's eyes even worse. It seemed that that man was really important to her, and for him, she was willing to endure all this cruel violence.
Since this was the case, he let her know who was her man and her master.
"Snapped--"
"Uh-huh!" She bit her lower lip. The whip alone was more or less bearable, but those iron sticks that swung across her skin were inhuman torture.
Then a few more whips fell, and blood dropped like raindrops in the room. The carpets, furniture, and bright windows all dropped drops of bright red, as charming as a mandala.
"Oh - um -" Her whole body was trembling and spasming due to pain, and she felt her consciousness gradually drifting away, and there was nothing else except the faint sound of whips waving in her ears.
"Lie, wake her up." Mo Jingyu's heart tightened, and he stopped what he was doing when he looked at the woman who had her eyes closed tightly and her lips and teeth loosened.
"Master..." Wake up? It's not good, right?
"Don't make me repeat it a second time." The voice suddenly turned cold.
"Yes." Lie lowered his head, turned around and walked into the bathroom, brought out a bucket of water, poured it all on Bo Liangyin, and then turned around and went out.
I'm sorry, he couldn't see it anymore. A delicate girl was beaten like an iron whip. Just now, he could vaguely feel the bits of flesh flying into her face.
Although he has seen many such scenes, this is the first time that the young master has done this to a woman.
He raised his hand and slapped his face a few times, "Illusion, illusion, it must be an illusion."
Pain, severe pain, heart-pounding pain.
Bo Liangyin wanted to curl up to resist the bone-chilling chill, but don't move. As long as he had such thoughts, his body could no longer bear it.
Will she die?
In fact, it would be better to die. At least I would be free, and I could see my father, and maybe I could even see my mother, who has no memory.
"Yinyin...Yinyin..."
She looked up and saw her father. There was an elegant and generous woman next to her. Was she her mother?
"Dad, mom... I miss you..."
She smiled and stretched out her hands towards the two of them, getting closer and closer...