Meng Lianying suddenly rushed over, pulled Ling over, pulled him some distance away from Eleven, pointed at Eleven in disbelief, and asked, "Ling, why didn't you tell me that you knew her? What on earth are you going to do?"
You promised me to kill her, you can't break your promise.(www
She was anxious.
These agents are all taking orders from Zero. She has no command authority, and there is nothing she can do if he changes his mind.
Ling looked at Meng Lianying and chuckled, "Do you know why I called you back? It's because of her. If Mo Ye hadn't imprisoned her, I wouldn't call you back again."
"You..." Meng Lianying's face turned pale, and her voice immediately became sharp, "You lied to me!" [
She was greatly shocked. He always thought that Zero liked her.
This man has a harsh temperament, but he shows extreme tenderness to others. Although everyone knows it is an illusion, he occasionally has the illusion that he is very affectionate, and towards Meng Lianling
The same is true for Meng Lianying.
How could she accept that someone she thought had always liked her lied to her for the person she hated the most? The fire of anger in Meng Lianying's heart burned more and more. She never dreamed that things would develop like this.
"How come you haven't lied to me before? Besides... so what if I lied to you?" Ling smiled faintly.
Meng Lianying looked at Eleven with even more hatred. At this moment, she only had one crazy thought. She wanted her to die. She died miserably. Why did she rob her of everything? Mo Ye was not enough...
Even zero.
Shiyi didn't care about the entanglement between them. She knew that Kahn didn't like her, but had ulterior motives. She was a very good chess piece, how could he discard her before he used her.
What happens to Meng Lianying has nothing to do with her.
Mo Ye had lost too much blood and his whole body was cold, but his eyes were fixed on her, refusing to move at all. His heart was beating wildly. If he continued, he would really die.
"Since you don't want to kill me when you cooperate with Meng Lianying today, do you want me to leave with you?"
"My Eleven is so smart!" Zero praised.
"No, Eleven... don't go..." Mo Ye was in a state of confusion. His stunning face had long lost its color and was as pale as paper. He struggled to stand up to stop her, but was unable to stand.
He was lying on his face, his body was covered in scarlet red.
It stung Eleven's eyes. He had hurt her in that way before, but...these injuries were always because of her. We should be clear about grudges in life.
"Mr. Mo..." There was a faint smile on the corner of Ling's lips, "It seems that you won't be able to get out alive today. If you have anything to confess, you can say it now. I allow you."
Eleven's heart trembled. He could hear the murderous intent in his voice. What should he do? How could he save him?
Mo Ye smiled coldly, feeling a surge of strength in his heart, and suddenly stood up with blood dripping from his fingers. No one except Shi Yi felt the sting in his heart.
He moved forward stubbornly, walked up to Eleven, grabbed Eleven's waist and carried him into his arms. His strength seemed to be as if he had not suffered any gunshot wounds, so tight, so...
Eleven's face changed slightly, and she looked at him in shock...
Ling raised his eyebrows and chuckled, while Meng Lianying's eyes were red with jealousy. Even though he was so injured, why would he want to confront Ling? Is he really not afraid of death? [
"You can't even think of taking my woman away!" Mo Ye said each word out from between his teeth. He was already relying on his strong will to support his body. There was only one thought in his mind, not allowing her to leave.
"Unless you step over my body!"
These words sounded like thunder in Eleven's ears, her heart hurt and her thoughts were in chaos. She looked into Mo Ye's deep eyes and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. She almost blurted out, "I won't leave!"
Is he serious?
Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at the injured man jokingly, "Do you think you can leave here? Let's not talk about the more than thirty snipers outside. You can't fight just by me! Men speak by strength, and Mr. Mo seems not as good as me.
.”
This sentence severely trampled on Mo Ye's dignity, especially in front of Shiyi.
A man's dignity is more important than his life, especially for people like Mo Ye and Ling who are arrogant. This is the first time that Mo Ye has been told by a man that he is not as strong as him, which is definitely a fatal humiliation.
Veins were pulsing on the back of his blood-stained hands. He was extremely angry, and he could clearly see bulging veins on his forehead. But Mo Ye was Mo Ye after all, and his endurance was extremely terrifying. Even if he was so humiliated, even though his anger was already collapsing.
On the edge, he still pressed down forcefully.
Meng Lianying bit her lip and looked at him bitterly.
Mo Ye tightened his grip on Eleven, and slowly turned his eyes to her, "Eleven, come with me, okay?"
Eleven was very calm, and even though her heart was turbulent, she didn't reveal any bitterness. She had long known that it was a trap, and she also knew that the dangers were high. She thought that it would just take a little effort, but she never thought that she would fall into such a deadlock.
Meng Lianying suddenly shouted sharply, "Mo Ye, please understand clearly, she hates you so much, how could she leave with you? You have hurt her like that, and nothing you do now can bring her back, so give up."
Her voice was like a knife cutting through Mo Ye's heart, and his face was twisted in pain, but he still looked at Eleven stubbornly, holding her hand harder and harder, stubbornly wanting to get it.
The answer to eleven is like a gambler in prison. If he loses, he will suffer in a dark prison all his life. If he wins, he can see the bright sunshine.
He knew that he had hurt her before, and he could spend his whole life trying to make up for it, as long as she was willing to give him this chance.
Zero also looked at Eleven quietly, as if he wanted to let her make her own choice. Eleven looked at Mo Ye. She admired how she could say such calm words in such a critical situation, "Mo Ye, what's wrong with you?"
Doesn’t your injury hurt?”
Mo Ye thought she cared about him, and his face lit up, and hope suddenly arose in his heart. She still cared about him, and he still had a chance to get his forgiveness, right?
A sneer appeared on Ling's lips.
Shiyi remained motionless and let Mo Ye hold her in her arms. She said softly, "Did you know? When you imprisoned me, I thought about it every day, don't let me out, otherwise I will cut you into pieces."
Wan Duan."
Mo Ye was shocked, his eyes hurt, "I'm sorry, Eleven, I'm sorry."
"What's the use of saying sorry?" Eleven asked, her face still cold, she said, "Do you know those days are engraved in my heart, how deep and painful the wounds on my body are? Just like you now.
, no, it’s deeper and more painful than you are now.”
Eleven rarely said so many words at one time. Mo Ye's expression gradually showed desperate madness, no, no, Eleven, you can't do this, don't leave...
"I hate you, you should know that I will not leave with you." Eleven said solemnly, "Let go!"
"No, you're lying, cough..." Mo Ye was too excited for a moment, and his energy and blood were not flowing smoothly. A trace of blood appeared on the corner of his lips. His breath became weaker and weaker, but his stubbornness became deeper and deeper.
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"You lied, you love me, Eleven, don't lie to yourself again."
"Love you?" Eleven smiled coldly, "That happened five years ago because I had little experience."
At that moment, Mo Ye's body was shaken and he almost fell back.
He finally realized what it felt like to have his heart pierced by thousands of arrows. It was really painful and despairing... Eleven's voice was like a net with sharp knives, tightly trapping his heart, and those knives pierced deeply.
into the heart...
Dripping with blood.
He has realized how cruel people's words can be. He feels bitter and hateful in his heart. Eleven, why are you so ruthless? Why?
The sneer on Ling's lips slowly turned into a gentle smile, as if he was approving that Eleven was indeed very well-behaved. Eleven looked at Mo Ye, then at Ling, and said, "Kahn was my childhood friend.
My playmate, if I hadn’t thought he was dead back then, maybe I would have married him now.”
Mo Ye grabbed her waist and tightened his grip suddenly, "No!"
"Mo Ye, let me go, you and I have nothing to do with each other." Eleven said coldly, holding back the sting in his heart, and pushed him away. Mo Ye didn't have much strength to begin with, how could he withstand Eleven's strength?
He pushed the ground and staggered a few steps.
Meng Lianying quickly ran over and hugged his body that was about to fall. Her voice was hoarse and hoarse, "Mo Ye, please stop being so stupid, okay? She doesn't love you anymore, and she won't forgive you. Don't be like this."
"Get out!" Mo Ye suddenly pushed her away, with hatred in his eyes. If it weren't for her, how would things be like this between him and Eleven. Only then did he realize that he hated Meng Lianying.
Meng Lianying burst into tears.
Eleven was indifferent, turned to look at Zero, and asked coldly, "Can you leave? I don't want to see them for a moment. I'm here just for Mr. and Mrs. Cool. Don't hurt them."
"Of course." Ling smiled faintly and looked at the poor old couple, "Eleven said no harm, then no harm, but..."
"Eleven!" Before Ling could finish speaking, Mo Ye stumbled towards Eleven and pulled his shoulder forcefully, "Eleven, I don't believe it. You are really so hard-hearted and have no feelings for me at all.
...You...you obviously..."
"Mo Ye, stop being so self-righteous." Eleven frowned and interrupted him, "Mo Ye, stop talking, stop talking. If you want to survive, stop talking."
Eleven shouted desperately in his heart, but he couldn't stop Mo Ye's madness.
"I don't believe you don't love me at all, Eleven, don't go with him." Mo Ye grabbed her body, suddenly held her in his arms, and whispered something in her ear, Eleven's body suddenly shook.
Shocked, the body trembled violently...
"Eleven..." The man's sad voice rang in his ears, and Mo Ye's consciousness gradually disappeared. He only knew that he could not faint, otherwise he would lose her forever.
His weight was almost all on Eleven's body. Eleven was still in shock. Due to lack of physical strength, Mo Ye couldn't help but slide down. He slowly knelt in front of Eleven and hugged her waist, not letting go.
His tall body fell down.
"Eleven...give me another chance."
Eleven's eyes were reddish and stinging. There was too much water in her body, as if it was about to overflow from her eyes. She gritted her teeth to hold back the pain in her heart... She lowered her eyes and looked at Mo Ye, who was kneeling in front of her.
She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't say a word.
She doesn't deserve this.
"It's too late!" Eleven said calmly, trying to break free from his hand. Mo Ye lost his support and fell to the ground. She didn't look, but just looked at Zero indifferently, "Can you go?"
The atmosphere in the scrapyard was heavy.
"Eleven, I promise you to let this couple go, but I never said I would let him go." Ling chuckled and looked at Mo Ye, "He also dares to covet my fiancée, what do you mean?
,How could I let him go?"
Mo Ye was so desperate that he didn't care about anything, he just looked at Eleven, loving and hating him at the same time.
Eleven smiled coldly, "Why did you kill him? I don't like him. If you kill him, you will be in trouble. The mafia will not let you go, and that lunatic Mo Jue will chase you to the ends of the earth."
"Compared to this, I would rather remove all obstacles." Ling chuckled, looked at Eleven jokingly, and asked with a half-smile, "Eleven, are you feeling distressed? Can't bear to let go? Didn't you say that you hate him?
?"
"I do hate him." Eleven said coldly, without any emotion. Mo Ye's expression was so desperate that one couldn't bear to look at it. He just looked at her quietly, with a look of love and hate in his eyes.
On November 1, my heart aches...
Meng Lianying had already sensed something was wrong and hurriedly shouted, "Ling, no, I'll take him away. I'll take him away right away. Don't kill him."
She regretted it!
If she had known this, she would not... Mo Ye.
Ling chuckled, "How could I kill him? Eleven, since you hate him so much, why not come and kill him? How about never causing further trouble? Anyway, you hate him to death..."
Eleven was shocked, and the cold mask could hardly hang on.
There was a little sarcasm in Ling's laughter, "What? Could it be that what you just said was just a lie and you just wanted to protect him?"
"No!" Eleven quickly retorted.
"Since it's not the case, then kill him." Ling pressed forward step by step.
Eleven's heart is running cold, Kahn, why do you "force" me to come here? Why?
She remained motionless, and Ling suddenly smiled, "Since you can't bear it, then let me do it."
He suddenly pulled out his pistol, and Eleven quickly grabbed his wrist. She smiled coldly, "I will avenge myself."
A pistol suddenly appeared in his hand and was pointed at Mo Ye...
He looked at her in disbelief. Eleven's hand was very steady, and Mo Ye's murmur just now came to his ears, "I love you, Eleven, I have only loved you."
She suddenly gritted her teeth, pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out, accurately hitting Mo Ye's left chest...
The blood blinded her eyes and pushed him into the abyss.
