Chapter 89 You should be glad you still have a chance to live
Xing Luo was still holding two men in black with his hands, one was Ma Shu just now, and the other was Ma Shu's subordinate. When Xing Luo saw the five red finger prints on Zhang Xiyu's fair face, his hands
Immediately tightening their grip, Ma Shu and his men's heads were crushed, and the flesh and blood splashed all over Xing Luo.
"Xing...Xingluo."
Yu Haoshi looked at Xing Luo with dyed hair and saw Xing Luo crushing two people's heads with his bare hands. His body couldn't help but tremble with fear. What kind of human being is this? He can crush them with just a single force.
Blast someone's head off.
Mo Binyi was also frightened by the bloody scene. With a flash of inspiration, he pulled out a butterfly knife from his arms, pressed it against Zhang Xiyu's fair neck, and threatened fiercely: "Don't come over, if you come over,
I will kill her, she will die anyway, if I can drag one of her to hell, I will drag her to hell."
"Uh-huh."
Before Xing Luo could reply, Xing Luo's figure suddenly turned into a silver shadow and instantly appeared in front of Mo Binyi. He punched Mo Binyi in the chest. The latter immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.
On a wall, the wall shattered but did not collapse.
Yu Haoshi just felt another wind blowing by his side, but in the blink of an eye, Xing Luo appeared in front of Zhang Xiyu, and injured Mo Binyi at a very fast speed.
Involuntarily taking a few steps back, Yu Haoshi felt that there was a deep yin energy here. Coupled with the evil energy emanating from Xing Luo's body, Yu Haoshi's hands and feet were even colder. Even his blood no longer had the usual heat.
Cold, get into it.
Xing Luo looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. The original bright silver hair on his head turned back to black, and the bloodthirsty scarlet color also transformed into dark and deep eyes. In those eyes, there was no longer the furious murderous intent.
, some are just gentle...
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm late." Xing Luo looked at the scene in front of him, as if he had seen the scene in which his beloved died in front of him, and a tear welled up in his dark and plain eyes.
Zhang Xiyu stared blankly at Xing Luo in front of her, as if the injury she had suffered just now was no longer important, just because the person she loved most had appeared, and he was stepping on the corpse with blood flowing like a river, just like before.
He has a domineering attitude.
Seeing a tear fall on Xing Luo's cheek, tears welled up in Zhang Xiyu's eyes. In her heart, no matter what happened, the man in front of her would never shed a tear or give up easily, and he
, but because of his own injury and the self-blame in his heart, he shed a tear.
"No...no, you came just in time." After sniffing, Zhang Xiyu shook his head.
Hearing this, Xing Luo quickly untied the ropes tied to Zhang Xiyu's hands and feet, and ran the 'Bahuang Hunyuan Jue' to check if there were any injuries on Zhang Xiyu's body. Fortunately, Zhang Xiyu was only slapped, and his body was not injured.
No big deal.
"Next, I will help you kill them." After helping Zhang Xiyu tidy up her slightly messy hair, Xing Luo's gentle and watery eyes instantly turned into cold murderous intent, and she turned to look at the man who kept retreating tremblingly.
Yu Haoshi.
"No... it's none of my business. It's Mo Binyi who hit your woman. I didn't touch it." Yu Haoshi raised his hands and moved them wildly. In his opinion, Xing Luo is nothing like the God of Death now.
the difference.
"But you are involved in this matter." Xing Luo's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent, his figure suddenly flashed, and a ruthless claw struck Haoshi's throat.
"stop."
The moment Xing Luo took action, several shining silver needles were shot out from his right side, blocking Xing Luo's attack route.
Seeing this, Xing Luo had no time to care whether Yu Haoshi was dead or alive. He stretched out his hand and knocked off the silver needle that was shot at him. His eyes fell on the beautiful figure in white robes. He frowned and said, "It's you again, here.
I'll get out of here."
"You can't kill him. You are already in trouble. If you kill one more person, you will be completely kicked out of China." Ye Binglan shouted coldly.
"He wants to insult my employer, why should I keep him here?" Xing Luo roared angrily.
Ye Binglan had just seen the five fingerprints on Zhang Xiyu's face outside, and secretly scolded Yu Haoshi and Mo Binyi for their boldness, but she still gritted her teeth and rushed out to stop Xing Luo from killing people.
"Xing Luo, forget it, don't kill him. Someone will deal with him specifically. He will be more miserable alive than dead," Zhang Xiyu said.
In fact, she was not wrong. Lin Qianling must have informed her Uncle Lin about her kidnapping, and Uncle Lin naturally told others that the son of a small district mayor and deputy director of the municipal party committee dared to kidnap her.
My relatives will never let go of Haoshi and Mo Binyi.
Hearing the eldest lady's voice, Xing Luo took a deep breath to calm down the unknown anger in his heart. He also loosened his clenched hands. He glanced at Ye Binglan lightly, then looked at Yu Haoshi and said
: "You should be grateful that you still have a chance to live."
However, just when Yu Haoshi was about to say something, a dazzling light suddenly appeared at the entrance of the abandoned factory. The police rushed in, raising their pistols and pointing them at Xing Luo, Ye Binglan, and Yu Haoshi.
Not long after, Lin Qingren, dressed in a public security uniform, walked in. When he saw Zhang Xiyu, who was still sitting on an old chair, his eyes were flashing with angry flames, and he was almost violent. This was Zhang Xiyu.
The little princess of our family, whom even the old man regarded as a treasure, was actually kidnapped, and... and even slapped the little princess.
When Lin Qingren saw the five red finger prints on Zhang Xiyu's cheek, he almost fainted. At that time, Lin Qianling told herself about Zhang Xiyu's kidnapping, and she also confusedly told Hua about it.
Feng Jun and Qin Jianguo, the former is Zhang Xiyu's uncle, and the latter is Zhang Xiyu's grandfather's good friend, Grandpa Qin.
One was the governor of the province, and the other was the secretary of the provincial party committee and member of the Standing Committee of the Political Bureau. Even these two people were alarmed. It is conceivable that many people were frightened when Zhang Xiyu was kidnapped.
What's even worse is that the two of them happened to be in Jiangcheng City. When they heard that Zhang Xiyu had been kidnapped, they all sent out everyone to search for him. Only now did they find Zhang Xiyu in this abandoned factory.
"Xiyu, are you okay? It's Uncle Lin's fault for not taking good care of you. Don't worry, Uncle Lin will help you get justice." You can't control anything, at least you can't let the little princess suffer.
Feeling aggrieved, Lin Qingren quickly walked to Zhang Xiyu's side and comforted him.