Wang Aoshuang looked at the knife coldly, feeling the capillary tubes on her body standing up.
She originally thought she was just taking a knife like a dagger to kill her, but she didn't expect it to be such a terrible scimitar.
She really couldn't imagine how painful it would be to penetrate such a sharp knife into her muscles.
Ling Ang even had a bloody look in her mind.
She immediately rushed to Luo Tai and said, "Give me the knife, I will bear this punishment."
Luo Tai raised his lips without a smile, "How could Mr. Ling, who is so affectionate, let his beloved woman bear such pain? Isn't this making him feel more uncomfortable than death when he watches you get stabbed?
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Ling Ang immediately walked over and pulled Wang Aoshuang, "Aoshuang, what are you talking about? Go to the side and turn your head over."
He took the knife from Luo Tai's hand and looked at Zuo Jie, "After I insert four knifes, you must let us out."
"Of course." Zuo Jie's face was filled with a few words expressionless.
"Okay." Ling Ang held the sharp knife. As long as he went out today, he would repay the pain today twice as much in the future.
He turned around and in a slightly commanding tone, "Ao Shuang, turn around and don't look."
Wang Aoshuang looked at the sharp knife in his hand, her face turned pale, she shook her head, "And... don't..."
Even if the limbs are not vital, there are still arterial blood vessels on it. If they are inserted into the blood vessels, he will soon die of excessive blood loss.
She pulled his arm, tears were already flowing out, "An... don't... I'll help you with two blows..."
"Silly, don't say anything more. I won't be able to do anything. At most, it's just a little bit of pain and a little bit of blood. I can't die."
"No..." Wang Aoshuang pulled his hand tightly, "We have the hardships to share..."
Ling Ang turned his head and looked at Zuo An, "Zuo An, ask someone to pull her away."
Zuo An knew Ling Ang very well and knew that he would definitely not let Wang Aoshuang suffer such pain, so he winked.
The two men walked over and toughly pulled Wang Aoshuang away.
"You let me go..." Wang Aoshuang struggled violently, but how could she be able to defeat the two strong men? They held their hands and feet in two strokes.
Seeing Ling Ang holding the knife and being about to penetrate him, Zuo An looked at his father anxiously, "Dad, don't punish him so much, okay, just punish him with one shot, okay?"
After inserting four swords, she was afraid that Ling Ang really couldn't get through...
Zuo An's face was a little unhappy, "This Ling Ang was as hard as a stone, and he couldn't impress him anything, and he didn't take me seriously. If I don't punish me, I have any other style of a gang boss. An An, although
I love you, but this time I have to teach this man a lesson. If he can't stand it, it only means that he has a poor life."
"Dad..." Zuo An wanted to beg.
But Zuo Jie raising his hand and interrupted, "Don't say anything more."
Zuo An knew that although his father loved her, he had a stubborn temper. Even if he begged him, he could not change his mind. He could only turn his eyes to Ling Ang worriedly.
Ling Ang held the knife in his right hand and slowly stretched to his left arm.
Although he knew that there would be a biting pain next, his face was very calm.