Seeing Bo Zhanye, she stood up excitedly and madly, and rushed over: "Jiuye, Jiuye, please save me, help me out."
"Bang!" When she was about to touch his body, Bo Zhanye kicked her to the ground and looked down at her coldly:
"You have known me for many years and you should know that I never hit women. Congratulations on making me successfully make an exception."
Lan Jiao's knees felt stiff and painful. Her face was twisted and she looked up at him:
"Master Jiu, no matter what, you heard Bo Xilang say today that I love you wholeheartedly and have never liked anyone else.
I had a relationship with him because you never touched me and ignored me, so I was out of control.
It's my fault, I don't ask for your forgiveness, but the only one who can save me now is you, Master Jiu.
Can you help me and get me out? I don't want to be here, I really don't want to be here."
"Ha." Bo Zhan sneered coldly at night, squatted down, and pinched her chin, his eyes were colder than looking at a dead person:
"Back then, I detained Xiaoxi for nine months and deceived me for more than four years on her behalf. Then I attacked Xiaomo and tried to kill Xiaoxi and my daughter. Do you think I will save you?
Are you confused and crazy, or do you think I, Bo Zhanye, am a philanthropist?"
"I only have one thought now, to cripple you."
After saying that, he straightened up and ordered in a cold voice: "Mo Nanxi, how she used needles to prick Xiao Mo back then, now she pricks her hands with needles.
Also, do you want someone to ruin the creek? One Wang Lei, two fake prison guards, three in total, find me three beggars to retaliate in kind."
Cold, cruel, sharp and ruthless.
Lan Jiao's whole body shook violently: "No! Don't do this to me! I was wrong! Master Jiu, I really know I was wrong!
Can you please let me go and save me? As long as you help me, I will listen to you in everything from now on, and I can do anything."
"Get out." Bo Zhanye kicked her dirty hands away and looked at Mo Nanxi: "What are you still standing there for?"
"Ah! Yes." Mo Nanxi quickly led the two of them forward, controlled Lan Jiao's shoulders respectively, and blocked her mouth.
Then the other one took a needle and pricked it on her thin white fingers.
"Ah! Uh...uh..." Lan Jiao screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face.
They say ten fingers connect to the heart.
This is simply life-threatening!
She tried desperately to struggle, but she had no strength to resist at all, so she could only endure the unspeakable and heart-wrenching pain.
In less than five minutes, he passed out from the pain!
"Wake up and continue." The man lifted his lips coldly, showing no mercy.
Mo Nanxi actually couldn't stand it.
Although what Lanjiao did was not human affairs, what they are doing now is not human affairs either!
But looking at Bo Zhanye's cold face, he understood deeply that Lan Jiao was not unlucky at this time, but he was the unlucky one.
He didn't dare to say a word and just obeyed!
At the same time, I warned myself in my heart: Don’t mess with anyone but Master Jiu!
...
Half an hour later, Lan Jiao's hands were covered in blood, her flesh and blood were blurred, her face was extremely pale, and she was lying on the ground, dying.
And three beggars were also found.
One suffers from a strange syndrome, his face is covered with big black pimples, and there is a large bag of thick water hanging from his neck. He is short and extremely ugly.
A skinny man with lice crawling on his head, yellow saliva drooling from his mouth, and stupid eyes.
One has dwarfism, cross-eyes, flaring nostrils, and is extremely ugly.
As soon as these three beggars appeared, the air was filled with a foul stench.
I feel like vomiting when I smell it, and even more when I look at it!