Fu Mohan did not pick up the knife, but instead looked at Zheng Jinbao calmly, "I did what you said, what if you don't let it go?"

Zheng Jinbao sneered, and the knife in his hand moved to Lin Jinran's chest and pierced slightly into his skin. "Do you have the capital to bargain with me?"

Fu Mohan's face was cold and cold.

"If you cut it, I might let you go because we are all missing. If you don't cut it, go out by yourself. Your wife will have no relationship with you whether you die or live."

Zheng Jinbao smiled lewdly, and his other hand deliberately slutty on Lin Jinran's face, "Even if you find someone to make me unable to get out, I will definitely take your wife to bury him."

"You dare!" Fu Mohan's face was gloomy, and he wished he could chop off Zheng Jinbao's hand.

"Since I dare to kidnap her, I can do it naturally. It's best if you're good. Anyway, I'm already a useless person, so I don't care about anything." Zheng Jinbao deliberately used scissors to slid around Lin Jinran's neck, and his chest was sliding back and forth.

The sharp and sharp scissors passed through the skin and caused a burst of tremor. Lin Jinran was so nervous that he was about to suffocate.

"I don't have much patience, you can decide quickly."

Zheng Jinbao can no longer wait. He just wants Fu Mohan to make a fool of himself, just want him to taste the pain that is inhumane like him!

"If I do what you said, you must let us go." Fu Mohan bent down and picked up the knife, weighed it in his hand.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Zheng Jinbao's eyes showed madness, and he couldn't wait to see Fu Mohan castrate himself.

Lin Jinran stared at her eyes and shook her head with difficulty, "No, no, no."

Fu Mohan lowered his eyes, as if he was hesitating to start, and the tip of the knife gestured in front of him.

Zheng Jinbao's eyes had more light and he became more impatient, "Hurry!"

The scissors in his hand pierced Lin Jindan's skin, and he tried even harder, and even a shallow button was cut.

His seriousness is madness, bloodthirst, and desire.

Fu Mohan slowly raised his hand, as if he had aimed at the right direction, and aimed the tip of the knife at the position. It seemed that as long as he stabbed hard, everything would be fine.

Zheng Jinbao's pupils became wider and wider. He slowly moved away with Lin Jinran's hand. He leaned forward, as if waiting, waiting for Fu Mohan's next move.

Time seemed to be frozen, becoming more nervous and more uneasy.

Fu Mohan's arm waved like a gust of wind, Lin Jinran shook his head in fear, and Zheng Jinbao smiled with a smile on his lips.

Suddenly, the knife in Fu Mohan's hand flew out of his hand, forming a straight line and flew towards Lin Jinran, as if it was about to pierce into Lin Jinran's forehead.

Zheng Jinbao was so scared that he dodged backwards. The knife almost wiped Lin Jinran's forehead and flew over and tied it to the wall behind them.

Zheng Jinbao reacted very quickly and reached out to grab Lin Jinran. Fu Mohan, who was just a few meters away, instantly came to him.

He didn't want to reach out without thinking, waved his scissors' hand and stumbled towards Fu Mohan randomly. Fu Mohan could not dodge as much as the back of his hand, and a hole was cut by the scissors, and blood flowed out instantly.

Having no time to care about so much, Fu Mohan grabbed Zheng Jinbao's hand and beat it hard. Zheng Jinbao's wrist hurts and his fingers weakly released his scissors.

Fu Mohan picked up the scissors with his other hand and pressed them on Zheng Jinbao, "Don't move."

Zheng Jinbao lay on the ground, looking at Fu Mohan, not afraid of being suppressed at all, but laughed loudly, "You don't love her either, it's really boring."

Fu Mohan's eyes were cold and his thin lips were pursed.

Suddenly, Lin Jinran widened his eyes and shouted, "Be careful!"
Chapter completed!